"Maxine McArthur - Time Future" - читать интересную книгу автора (McArthur Maxine)back, but they seemed to understand me when I spoke.
All they said this time, though, was "Wait." So we waited. They returned force with force and then: defenses were far more sophisticated than any weapon we possessed, as we found to our cost. It might have been easier if we had known what they wanted. Why they were cutting us off from the rest of the galaxy and then leaving us to our own devices on the station. Why they would not talk except to one representative. Why they attack shuttles or small ships. Why they take nothing from the station, but hold it hostage for my good behavior and, vice versa, send for me arbitrarily on an average of once a fortnight, wring me sometimes to the point of insensibility for whatever they get from our "conversations"... and then let me return. Why, if they needed nothing, they were here. And so on and so on. It nearly drove me mad at first. Then I finally realized that it was a waste of time trying to understand why they were doing this to us. Now I think about what we do know--six months' worth of sensor readings on their ships--and leave motive to the gods. There has to be an answer somewhere in the data. All we can do is wait, while the station falls apart around us. "Commander Halley?" I reached past Murdoch and tapped open the screen. "Halley here. What is it, Baudin?" Lieutenant Baudin, Earth Fleet and proud of it, calling from the Bubble. He didn't have to lean into the visual pickup so far. The tip of his considerable nose was quite blurred. "We've detected a jump mine explosion. On the edge of the asteroid field." All conversation in the room ceased. Every head turned to listen. It took a second for his words to penetrate and the adrenaline to kick in. "Have you picked up any sign of a ship?" I said. Jump mines can only be set off by ships. "We can't tell at this distance. Backburn from the mine is disrupting sensors." |
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