"David Weber & Linda Evans - Bolos" - читать интересную книгу автора (Weber David) I know of no native agricultural pest which would be capable of
deflecting a Concordiat ship from its assigned mission and abducting the members of an entire colony in order to more easily access our crop base. I consider a probable extraterrestrial point of origin. Lacking data, I file the possibility and maintain Battle Reflex Alert. I have been charged with protecting MatsonтАЩs World. Vigilance is necessary if there is to be a well-maintained facility waiting when my Commander and the rest of MatsonтАЩs colonists return. I wait and listen and watch. тАЬ. . . should be able to snag and hear SWIFT messages, at least,тАЭ Lewis muttered through his suit mike. The sound of his voice was distorted slightly, either by the transmission from the Command Module or by stress, Tillie wasnтАЩt sure which. тАЬYou understand, IтАЩm not an engineer. I donтАЩt really know how to fix this the way it ought to be fixed. If we had the proper parts, it might be different.тАЭ Tillie nodded. One of the nightmaresтАФone of manyтАФwas discovering that the blast which had destroyed their propulsion system and their engineer had also destroyed most of the shipтАЩs spare parts. What hadnтАЩt been lost to vacuum when the main storage bins blew had partly melted in the extreme heat. тАЬYou ready, Kelly?тАЭ тАЬYessir.тАЭ тАЬNow.тАЭ her fingers. She considered crossing her toes, ankles, knees, even her eyes . . . Lewis bent over a damaged console and fiddled. In the wardroom, speakers crackled and hissed unpleasantly. A shrill shriek made her grab both ears. ThenтАФ тАЬ. . . immediate emergency evacuation. Incoming Xykdap fleet expected in your space within twenty-four hours local. Repeat, you are instructed to proceed with immediate emergency evacuation. The Enemy has a fleet-strength battle force which has already taken Scarsdale. MatsonтАЩs World is expected to fall within the next four hours. Sector transports are inbound toward yourтАФтАЭ An explosion of sparks danced across the damaged console. Lewis exploded into curses. Ten minutes of futile coaxing dragged by to no effect. тАЬWell,тАЭ he said finally, тАЬthatтАЩs that. I, uh, think weтАЩre sunk. Any ideas, Kelly?тАЭ тАЬNot right off,тАЭ the young Passenger Steward said mournfully from what was left of Engineering. Tillie dragged her thoughts away from the horror of the message theyтАЩd intercepted. DonтАЩt think of Carl, surely heтАЩs evacuated Phase I, please, God, let Sector have evacuated them. . . . Have to think about our survival, here and now. тАЬMr. Liffey, we have a good library with us. Maybe Saros Mysia can locate something that will help us fix the SWIFT unit again. Or rig up something else.тАЭ |
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