"L Ron Hubbard - Mission Earth 03 - The Enemy Within" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hubbard L. Ron)

At first, I thought Heller and that ex-marine Bang-Bang were simply engaging in their novel
way of going to college.
Their "command post" at Empire University seemed to be the reference room of High Library.
Heller had apparently mastered the card catalogue system and the computers as wellтАФthey were very
elementary computers. He was going through card files. He was going a bit too fast for me to
follow on the viewer, so I didn't know what he was looking for and I supposed he would be,
faithful to his promises to Babe Corleone, pursuing his course of study.
Bang-Bang was sitting next to Heller, reading something. Every now and then, he would make a


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pistol out of his fingers and fire it, saying "Bang" in a whisper out of deference to his
surroundings. Sometimes he said "Bang, bang!"
Heller got curious so I also found out. Bang-Bang was reading a comic book and I was startled
to find they had a whole file of them in the reference section. I didn't see Bugs Bunny, though,
so I lost interest.
Heller now had a whole pile of books. They were a set, beautifully bound: Hakluyt's Voiages
and, in smaller old-time print, The Principall Navigations, Voiages, and Discoveries of the
English Nation... (1589). He proceeded to demolish them at a much greater than usual pace as
though he was looking for something. His progress was very jerky.
I used a still frame to see what items were catching his eyes. They were odd. They could not
possibly have related to anything he was studying in college. ".. and so we did suffere the loses
of fifteen men who did go ashore on the coste." And "... ye natives attkt us soare and we did lose
the boatswain...." Such things as that.
Bang-Bang leaned over and whispered, "You asked me what I was reading. All right, what are
you reading?"
"I'm reading that anybody who tries to land around here gets the Hells attacked out of him by
the natives," said Heller.
"True," said Bang-Bang and went back to his comic books.
Heller seemed to be looking at something else, though. And once more, I still-framed to see
what it was. ".. and ye natives saide that these theier golden necklaces did come from a mine
three leagues into the forreste...." And ".. vaste stores of minerales weere saide to be upon the
highlands by ye Cape...." And ".. so we journied up the rivere in smalle boates and there we
founde the seaman of another shippe they thought had been eaten and we rejoiced to finde him but
he woulde not come away afore he finished digging out the mine of gold he said laye up the
rivere...."
There were an awful lot of different "voiages" to North America and Heller just kept plugging
away reading stuff of men so long dead even their bones were gone. But he does crazy things. You
can't tell what he'll get up to next. Impossible to predict him. But I had to try. My own life may
have depended upon outguessing him. I wondered if it was cannibalism he was going to practice. Or
maybe some scheme of kidnapping Miss Simmons, his Nature Appreciation teacher and number one
barrier to getting his sheepskin, out of the hospital and setting her adrift in a small boat.
At length, Heller said, "You got the command post?" And when Bang-Bang nodded, "I'm going
to do a reconnaissance. Be back in a few hours."
Heller turned in his books.
He went out and found the bulletin boards. He was looking for something. A student was there
putting up a sign: