"Ringo,.John.-.Honorverse.SS.-.Mitchell,.Victor.-.A.SHIP.NAMED.FRANCIS" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ringo John)

"Please don't let us slam into any celestial bodies, our souls to
drift helplessly through the deeps of space as our families
wonder what disaster has overtaken us and left us, Tester,
bereft and alone, among the stars . . .

* * *

"Tester, spare us this day from your Tests.


"It's been three days now, Tester, and Astrogation is still trying
to figure out where we are. If you could maybe see the way
clear, Tester, to giving them a hint how to find our way back to
Grayson before the air runs out or the environmental systems fail
or one of the shuddering fusion reactors explodes, spreading
our constituent atoms among the stars . . .



"Tester, spare us this day from your Tests.


"Tester, I understand that one of the beta nodes is looking pretty
bad. If we lose it, Tester, please don't blast out the whole bank.
We still don't know exactly where Grayson is, Tester, and we
won't be able to send out a distress call that will be picked up
unless we can send it in their direction. We don't want to die,
Tester, drifting through the empty blackness of the Heavens, our
bodies shriveled by vacuum, fighting like rabid dogs, Tester,
over the compartments that still have air . . .

CHAPTER THREE
REACTIONS AND ALARUMS



Tyler was just stooging through the bridge, on his way to the
missile tech's quarters where there were reports of illicit gambling
being conducted, when the alarm went off.

The captain was on the bridge three seconds after the alarm
started, in a crouch, looking as if he didn't know which way to run.

"Is that the reactor alarm?!" the captain yelled.

"You're the Captain," Tyler said quietly, putting his hand over his
eyes and mentally kissing his butt goodbye. "You don't know?"

"Fusion Two is in alarm!" the engineering watch PO said. "But
there's no sign of the fault on my screens."