"Timothy Zahn - Dragonback 03 - Dragon And Slave" - читать интересную книгу автора (Zahn Timothy)"Look, it's not that big a deal. A quick flip-and-dip into their computer,
you swoop the Essenay in, and we all fade together into the sunrise." Uncle Virge sniffed. "You make it sound so easy." "Easier than the job we did aboard the Star of Wonder," Jack said. "At least here I'll have you and the Essenay on hand to back me up." "Maybe," Uncle Virge said ominously. "Maybe not. Slavemaster estates aren't the easiest places in the world to break into, you know. When push comes to shove comes to a poke in the snoot, I may not be able to do much from the outside. In which case, you and your K'da poet-warrior will be on your own." "We've been on our own before," Jack reminded him. Still, Draycos could see the boy's throat muscles tighten a little more. "Quit stalling. Let's get to it." Uncle Virge sighed. "If you insist," he said. "I suppose you'll want a look at the place before we land." "That would be nice," Jack said dryly. "Pipe it back here, will you?" The display screen on the dayroom wall had been showing a pleasant, peaceful scene of a sunlit mountain pass. Now it changed to a view of a cloud-mottled, bluish-green landscape far below. "How soon till we can see something?" Jack asked. "Give me a chance, Jack lad," Uncle Virge huffed. "We've only just reached the "Okay, okay, don't pop a port," Jack said soothingly. "I can work on this awhile longer." "What help may I offer?" Draycos asked, padding across the room to Jack's side and looking down at the table. Jack had turned the surface transparent, and on the displays beneath it were rows of what looked like wiggled tracks made by extremely startled worms. "It's a group of common Brummgan words, written in Brummgan script," Jack said. "Most Orion Arm computers have automatic translators built in, so I shouldn't have any trouble reading their data lists once I'm in. But there might be other stuff along the way I'll need to be able to read." "Very likely," Draycos agreed. "How may I help?" "That screen over there shows the translations," Jack said, pointing to the far end of the table. "I'll mix these up and then try to read them. You see if I get them right." They went through the drill twice, with Jack missing only seven words the first time and four the second. By the time they were finished, the dayroom display |
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