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

"station's shields are at thirty-five percent," one of the jem hadar
soldiers reported.

"targeting weapons arrays and main reactor," the jem hadar gunner
responded at almost the same time.

"countermand that!" dukat roared. "i want the station intact! target
shield generators! keep hitting the same section until there's a
breakmnever mind how many ships are destroyed! don't bother filling
those gaps! attack wings and batteries, concentrate your fire on section
seventeen of the outer docking ring. we have to penetrate their
shields." he continued barking orders. as long as he kept snapping this
and that, the jem hadar soldiers stayed busy and there was no opening
into which weyoun could press a protest about leaving the defiant to
finish the mine field. everything was temporary, everything would
change, and for now the station was the thing. and dukat had a plan for
that mine field. as the flagship nursed its own wounds and bore down
upon the station, a huge explosion erupted from the crusty gray surface
of the docking ring.

"the station's main shield power is down!" the jem hadar engineer
called. "they'll switch to auxiliary," weyoun anticipated.

"it won't hold for long." dukat couldn't mask his feelings enough to
ignore the sight of the defiant setting the last few mines and turn on
its rail, then swing away. as the ship left the screen, dukat could
clearly see the sprawling net of a thousand perfectly spaced replicating
mines. all together, like a musical ensemble taking a single cue, the
mine field flickered to a thousand tiny lights, then cloaked.

"sir," damar began, "the minefieldm"

"i have eyes, damar." dukat cut him off, but weyoun already noticed.

"this isn't turning out quite the way i had planned," the vorta tightly
said, his threat not very well veiled. dukat gritted his teeth. "a minor
setback, weyoun ... once we take the station, we'll be able to dismantle
the minefield without interference." and take as long as i feel like
taking. weyoun's voice became silky again, but the threat remained.
"let's both hope your confidence is justified." dukat started to turn, a
permanent insult readying on his tongue, but once again he cuffed it
aside and moved away from the vorta, going instead to damar's other
side. "damar, signal the reserves to prepare for final assault. regroup
the fleet."

"another wave of our ships is entering bajoran space," one of the jem
hadar reported from over dukat's shoulder.

"look!" damar pointed at the large screen which was focused upon the