"Cory Doctorow - Liberation Spectrum" - читать интересную книгу автора (Dodd Christina)

"Get down," Lee-Daniel said, leaning into the mic. "Head to the bus."

"It's dark," the Series A man said, jinking from foot to foot, making the
camera sway seasick.

"The bus," Lee-Daniel said. "Get in the bus. Get everyone to the bus." Behind
him, Cobra was talking on a handheld radio that ran on their network. They'd
sold the Warriors over a hundred of them, and now they were using them, here,
using their network, talking through the radio jamming.

"This isn't our fight," Lee-Daniel said, and heard Meatloaf talking,
indistinctly, through the radio.

He looked around for Elaine, but he didn't see her. Headed for the bus, that's
what you did in an emergency. Fuck.

It was an emergency. There was an even tramping of feet ahead of him, behind
him, to his left and right. He stood, slowly, and put his hands in the air.

"I'm not a combatant," he said, loudly, but in a steady voice.

He walked toward the bus, hands still in the air. "I am not a combatant," he
said again. A laser dot climbed his toe, his leg, centered on his gut. He
looked down at it.

"They will shoot you, you know," Cobra said. "They shoot. They think they're
playing cowboys and Indians." He sounded very calm.

"I am not a combatant," he said again, taking another step forward. A second
red dot joined the first, climbing his leg and resting within inches of the
first, dancing and bobbing like a firefly. From the woods, someone barked in
French.

"You keep saying that," Cobra said. "But you put in the radio, right?"

"I surrender," Lee-Daniel said.

"They don't speak English. When they don't want to, they don't speak English,"
Cobra said. "If I were you, I'd get down and stay down." Then he yelled
something defiant in French. The girl behind him tittered nervously.

"Cobra's making them mad," she said, giggling again.

Lee-Daniel turned around slowly, getting away from the harsh white light.
Green blobs swam in his vision. He began, very gently, to sink to his knees,
when out of the corner of his eye, he spotted Elaine and two of her crew, in
silhouette, up in the boughs of a maple that they must have climbed as soon as
the SQ arrived on the scene. More steps from the brush, the light coming
closer.