"Gordon, Steve - Insectoid 03 - Death to the Insectoids!" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gordon Steve)slowly."
"Do you have a name?" Czzz asked. The being nodded. Czzz waited. Then, seeing no response. "What is your name?" "I'm called the Silencer." The Silencer! The being responsible for the death of so many Insectoid troopers, the being who moved faster than a bat wing, the being who had raided Sarney Sarittenden itself. Now that was excitement! "I think I have a use for you," said Czzz. "We have captured or killed all the ringleaders," said the officer. A junior Queen, her name was Tsur, and she was in charge of internal security on August. "All the ringleaders?" said Queen Zsst. "What of the one called Clifford Croft?" "He is presumed dead," said the officer. "When is he presumed to have died?" said the Queen. "Before or after the boobytrapped explosion which decimated your platoon?" So the Queen knew about that. She must have her own sources within the military, Tsur realized. "That could have been an automated boobytrap," said Tsur. "All evidence suggests he was killed along with the rest of General Markov's men-" "All evidence suggests that you are trying to hide your failure," humans still at large, one of their legendary Eight. He is skilled at sabotage and guerrilla warfare. Find this human, or I will find you." "Yes, Queen," said Tsur, bowing as she exited. Zsst turned to another aide. "Continue the report." "We have broken the back of the resistance," the aide reported. "The raids in the capital area have virtually ceased." "But only in the area of the capital," said Queen Zsst, noting the distinction. "That is not sufficient." She sat at ease in her throne room in the heart of Sarney Sarittenden. To her side stood a hooded figure. "Why are we not breeding additional troopers at full capacity?" "We have the capacity to breed more, but not the foodstuffs to support them," said the aide. "We are working on increasing grubfruit production at the farms." "See that you do," said Zsst. "We will only wipe out the human pest entirely when we have total numerical superiority." "The goal is not to wipe them out," said the hooded figure. "I thought we were clear on that." "To wipe out their resistance, I meant," said the Queen. "Of course, they can perform some minor manual labor as well." "And other purposes," said the hooded figure. "We did not assist you in this invasion merely to provide you with cheap labor. The humans have other uses, ones which you have not been using them for." "Other uses, Baracki?" The Queen almost seemed to snort in |
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