"CAREY, DIANNE - CALL TO ARMS" - читать интересную книгу автора (Carey Diane)

have a specific target was charming. then the maneuver became a great
game in which life itself and power were the prizes.

"get them--" weyoun appeared again at his side, watching the defiant on
one of the screens. "get them quickly, dukat! they're finishing the
minefield--"

"fire!" dukat shouted, as much to break off weyoun's chatter as to
strike at the federation ship. damar steered the ship, leading two other
jem hadar vessels, in an attack strafe toward defiant. the federation
ship had no choice but to veer away from its job of laying mines, driven
by unremitting shots.

"drive them away from the station, damar!" dukat called, then ordered
the two other ships to break formation and bend around the defiant to
cut off any escape. to their left, the two other ships vied for the
forward position, both edging ahead of the flagship.

"i want the lead!" damar said as he leaned slightly.

"then take it," dukat blithely suggested. but before damar could gain
speed and pass the other two vessels, space began to change in front of
them. at the same level as the defiant, just now passing that ship,
space wobbled and shed like skin, revealing a klingon bird-of-prey, acid
green against the night, streaking directly toward them. weyoun's
sylphlike manner dropped like a stone and he gasped.

"klingons!"

"evasive!" dukat called. in the flanking position, unable yet to take
over the forward strike, the flagship was able to angle aside, as was
the ship on the far side. the ship in the middle, which damar had so
much wanted to best, took the brunt of full phasers from the klingons
and almost instantly folded upon itself and exploded. in a breath there
were only two ships.

"veer offi" dukat shouted. "veer offi"

"fight him!" weyoun insisted. "you are two! he is one!" dukat swung
around, furious, yet somehow managed to keep his tone from flaring. "he
is one fully armed bird-of-prey and we are two fighters with our shields
down and our weapons half spent." now he could shout again--"damar, veer
offi"

"the klingon is pursuing!" one of the jem hadar crewmen called over his
shoulder.

"he won't pursue," dukat countered. "he'll protect the defiant. continue
evasive. rejoin the flank and continue attacking the station. i truly
hate klingons ... "