"Kim Stanley Robinson - Mars 2 - Blue Mars" - читать интересную книгу автора (Robinson Kim Stanley)

Kasei is dead, along with a lot of others. More attacks here won't work.
They'll cause the full UNTA security force to come back down onto the planet
again." She wanted to say how stupid the plan had been in the first place, but
she choked back the words. "Those of you who can, get off the mountain.
Everyone in Sheffield, get back to the west and get out of the city, and off
the mountain. This is Ann Clayborne."
Several acknowledgments came in, and she half listened to them as she walked
west, back throtfgh Arsiaview toward her rover. She made no attempt to hide;
if she was killed she was killed, but now she didn't believe it would happen;
she walked under the wings of some dark covering angel, who kept her from
death no matter what happened, forcing her to witness the deaths of all the
people she knew and all the planet she loved. Her fate. Yes; there was Dao and
his crew, all dead right where she had left them, lying in pools of their own
blood. She must have just missed it.
And there, down a broad boulevard with a line of linden trees in its center,
was another knot of bodies-not Reds- they wore green headbands, and one of
them looked like Peter, it was his back-she walked over weak-kneed, under a
compulsion, as in a nightmare, and stood over the body and finally circled it.
But it was not Peter. Some tall young native with shoulders like Peter's, poor
thing. A man who would have lived a thousand years.
She moved on carelessly. She came to her little rover without incident, got in
and drove to the train terminal at the west end of Sheffield. There a piste
ran down the south slope of Pavonis, into the saddle between Pavonis and
Arsia. Seeing it she conceived a plan, very simple and basic, but workable
because of that. She got on the Kakaze band and made her recommendations as
though they were orders. Run away, disappear. Go down into South Saddle, then
around Arsia on the western slope above the snowline, there to slip into the
upper end of Aganippe Fossa, a long straight canyon that contained a hidden
Red refuge, a cliff dwelling in the northern wall. There they could hide and
hide and start another long underground campaign, against the new masters of
the planet. UNOMA, UNTA, metanat, Dorsa Brevia- they were all green.
She tried calling Coyote, and was somewhat surprised when he answered. He was
somewhere in Sheffield as well, she could tell; lucky to be alive no doubt, a
bitter furious expression on his cracked face.
Ann told him her plan; he nodded.
"After a time they'll need to get farther away," he said.
Ann couldn't help it: "It was stupid to attack the cable!"
"I know," Coyote said wearily.
"Didn't you try to talk them out of it?"
"I did." His expression grew blacker. "Kasei's dead?"
"Yes."
Coyote's face twisted with grief. "Ah, God. Those bastards."
Ann had nothing to say. She had not known Kasei well, or liked him much.
Coyote on the other hand had known him from birth, back in Hiroko's hidden
colony, and from boyhood had taken him along on his furtive expeditions all
over Mars. Now tears coursed down the deep wrinkles on Coyote's cheeks, and
Ann clenched her teeth.
"Can you get them down to Aganippe?" she asked. "I'll stay and deal with the
people in east Pavonis."
Coyote nodded. "I'll get them down as fast as I can. Meet at west station."