"David Weber & Linda Evans - Bolos" - читать интересную книгу автора (Weber David)you soon. Real soon, I promise. YouтАЩd better see to your people, maтАЩam.
Find out how many casualties you have. Get someone to check the livestock. IтАЩm afraid all shipтАЩs personnel are going to be, uh, real busy for a few hours.тАЭ He started to leave. тАЬMr. McTavish . . .тАЭ He halted; turned reluctantly to face her. тАЬJust how many crewmen were killed?тАЭ He lost another shade of color, which she wouldnтАЩt have believed possible. Carrot-red hair and freckles stood out from the pallor, reminding Tillie of the scared children back in the nursery. Very slowly, and with a sinking sensation in her middle, she realized he really wasnтАЩt much more than a kid. Twenty, maybe. Not much older. Just what was the chain of command on a passenger/cargo freighter? тАЬIтАЩll update you soon as I can, maтАЩam. I just wanted to make sure you understood youтАЩre in no immediate danger. Hang tight, longтАЩs you can. IтАЩll be back. Or someone will. I promise.тАЭ With that, he left her standing in the corridor with nothing but fear in her mouth and tremors in all her muscles. The bad news arrived in the guise of a crewman Tillie hadnтАЩt met yet. She was hip-deep in crises of her own, trying to calm hysterical colonists with the little she knew of their situation. тАЬтАФbut who attackedтАФтАЭ тАЬтАФor whatтАФтАЭ тАЬтАФmy babyтАЩs due in three weeks!тАФтАЭ тАЬтАФour children are having hystericsтАФтАЭ тАЬPlease, people,тАЭ Tillie lifted her hands, trying to shout over the babble of frightened voices. тАЬYouтАЩve already heard everything I know. There was a hull breach somewhere, but I donтАЩt know how serious it was. Everyone felt us drop out of FTL into normal space. The crew has asked us to verify our statusтАФтАЭ тАЬWhy the hell donтАЩt they verify theirs!тАЭ тАЬWe paid тАЩem enough for this passage!тАЭ Tillie shouted to be heard. тАЬThe sooner we know how we are, the sooner the crew can help us get through this crisis. Itami, Saros, please take charge of the roster. Verify everyoneтАЩs situationтАФinjuries, losses, whatever. WeтАЩll worry about the livestock later. Right now we sort out ourselves . . .тАЭ They were still working on the casualties list when several people stared past her shoulder. Tillie turned and found a lean crewman with a torn, stained uniform and haunted, dark eyes standing in the open bulkhead doorway, watching them. Pandemonium erupted. тАЬтАФwhatтАЩsтАФтАЭ тАЬтАФhow soonтАФтАЭ тАЬтАФyou mustтАФтАЭ Thin lips went thinner just before the explosion: тАЬQUIET!тАЭ Whoever he was, he had Command Voice down to a science. Shocked |
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