"McCay, Bill - Stargate Retaliation" - читать интересную книгу автора (McCay Bill)

Neb raised his aim, firing at the ungainly lights strung in the hall.
The huge space was plunged into darkness as the enemy's cries rose in volume.
But for Khonsu and the other Horus guards, the light intensifiers in their
helmet-masks turned the blackness into a green-tinted image.
He saw a trio of warriors groping their way beнtween the pillars, trying to
reach him. Neb aimed- but their leader seized his arm. Khonsu understood. The
glare of the blast would reveal their location to the enemies wandering in the
dark, seeking some target for their weapons.
Sweeping his blast-lance at the ready across his chest, Khonsu advanced on the
three interlopers. He swung his energy weapon like a quarterstaff, catching the
lead warrior just under the left ear. The man went down as if the weight of the
world had fallen upon him. The warrior on the felled one's right must have heard
the scuffle. He called out in a sharp voice as he crouched, his weapon set to
sweep the now suspicious blackness.
Khonsu thrust his blast-lance in a lunge that caught the man in the pit of the
stomach. The soldier folded, triggering a burst into the floor. Flying rock
chips stung Khonsu's legs as his eyes reflexively clenched shut against the
agony of the intensified muzzle flare. He lashed out into the featureless red
glare dancing before his eyes and felt his blast-lance strike someнthing
yielding.
"Forward!" The order came through his mask's comнmunicator. Running strictly by
rote, Khonsu threaded the route to the pyramid's entrance while still blinded.
His sight returned barely in time to warn him of the single guard left at the
adit.
A mistake, he thought. They seek to chase the mouse when their best move would
be to seal off the mousehole.
The lone guard called into the darkness. Neb fired a blast-bolt straight into
the warrior's chest. The man's torso exploded as his body fluids vaporized, and
the hall filled with the smell of roasted meat.
Yells rose from behind as the air filled with the roar of the Earthlings'
projectile guns. The three invaders darted out of the darkness and into the dim
glow of a starship's emergency lighting.
Khonsu's briefing for this mission had covered sevнeral contingencies. One of
these had been a foray into the disabled cruiser that had docked on the Abydos
StarGate pyramid.
The war vessel Ra's Eye had come to Abydos in search of Ra, the ageless
god-ruler of a vast interstellar empire. Instead it had found Ra's vessel
destroyed the Abydos peasants in rebellion with the help of interlopers from
Earth-the only world that, thouнsands of years before, had successfully thrown
off Ra's domination.
Khonsu had been remorselessly drilled in the ship's deck layout. He was
surprised to find improvised barнricades set at the entrance to the StarGate
pyramid and along the wide corridor that led to the main airlock. But Khonsu was
even more shocked to find these barнriers guarded by armed fellahin of Abydos.
Again, he'd been briefed on the warrior group the rebel fellahin had created,
but it had sounded like fantasy. Slaves with weapons? Inconceivable!
Now he faced them. But the fellahin would-be warнriors were even more
disorganized than the Earth-lings. At the first sight of their ancient
overseers, the ex-slaves stood like night creatures caught in a bright light.
Khonsu's leader didn't give them a chance to reнcover. A slim hand shot out to