"Meadows, Chris - Visit to an Empty Planet" - читать интересную книгу автора (Meadows Chris)

illuminating the superstructures and shedding light on the
various catwalks and ladders intended for human or humanoid
workers. There was supposed to be a brightly-lit landing pad for
the shuttles that transported refined dilithium to where the
great freighters would wait, parked in orbit, to carry a full
load of the power-producing crystals back toward the more
populated regions of the galaxy.
But none of these were on. The big factory was completely
dark.
Katie Tanner hovered there long enough for her extremely
advanced sensor suite to register that there were no life-forms
inside, then shifted back to jet mode for the flight to the next
refinery. And then the next, and the next. But all four of the
plants told the same story: nobody there; no power whatsoever.

Meanwhile, Chris had managed to find his way to the command
center of the 3WA outpost. The tricorder showed him where the
emergency power controls were, and it was rather easy to operate
them. After a few moments' hesitation, the lighting panels and
computer systems lit up. Chris pushed up the night-sight
goggles. "All right!!! Hey, Katie--I got the 3WA base's
emergency power up!"
"Well, let's hear it for the great mecha engineer, rah rah
rah," was Temper's sarcastic reply. "I checked all four of the
dilithium mining platforms."
"And?" Chris asked, sitting down at the command console after
dusting off the chair.
"Nobody there, no lights, not even emergency power on."
"Weirdsville. I'm calling up the station logs. Maybe
they'll shed some light..."
"Chris? What is it?" Katie asked after a few seconds of
silence. "Chris?"
"The last three log entries have been erased..." Chris
tapped a few keys, skimming through it.
"Interface the tricorder so I can take a look," Katie
suggested. The tricorder Chris carried was one of those that had
been integrally linked to the CONSTELLATION's flight computers.
This had originally been because the computer needed the extra
processing power of the tricorders just to keep ahead of the lag.
Their recent processor upgrade on Cybertron had rendered this no
longer a necessity, but the tricorder link remained in case of
situations such as this.
"I'll do better than that." Chris moved to another console
and punched some keys. "Subspace transciever array now online."
Within seconds, Katie Tanner's face appeared on several of the
smaller viewscreens, and the large one at the front of the room
began scrolling up data as Katie downloaded what information she
needed.
Katie examined the logfile. "Interesting. They report
all systems are normal...but then someone's deleted the last