"Dafydd ab Hugh, Brad Linaweawer DOOM: Endgame (english)" - читать интересную книгу автораfour Fred rays; she took me to the nearest one, leaving
me to drag the torso behind. Turning my head away, praying to avoid vomiting and completely humiliating myself in front of my friend and subordinate, I balanced the torso on a neutron-repellant backdrop, the only thing that would stop the beam. The body fell over, and I set it up again. Then I stepped back and cranked the weapon around to point at the Fred's chest, where it stored its brain. "Man, I don't like doing this," I muttered. "Fly, he's been trapped dead underneath that rub- ble outside for forty years. One eye was openЧ remember?" "So?" "So for four decades, Sergeant, Rumplestiltskin stared unblinking at the ground or the sky or the sun, knowing his entire species had been wiped out in the wink of an eye by an alien race they were going to enslave. Fly, he's suffered enough; don't trap him inside that corporeal bottle." My hands started shaking as I inserted a jerry- rigged pair of chopsticks into the holes to press the levers, simulating a Fred hand. Arlene put her hand on my shoulder. "You want I I shook my head firmly. "No, A.S., didn't you read Old Yeller when you were a little girl?" "No, I was too busy reading Voyage to the Mush- room Planet and The Star Beast." "When your dog has to die, Arlene, you've got to shoot him yourself. You can't get someone else to shoot Old Yeller for you." I pressed the lever, completing the connection. As usual, we saw nothing. That was the part that both- ered me the most: as destructive as this neutron beam was, you'd think you would see something, for God's sake! A blue light, a lightning bolt, fire and brimstoneЧsomething. But the beam was as invisible as X-rays in the dentist's office, and as quiet; all I heard was a single click, and suddenly there was a huge hole through Rumplestiltskin's chest. Within three or four seconds, its body was boiling, the flesh vaporizing instantly wherever the beam touched. I slowly burned away the entire torso. The Fred ray was a gigantic eraserЧeverywhere I pointed, flesh simply vanished. A minute after turning on the beam, I clicked it off; nothing remained of the Fred but an invisible mist of organic molecules in a hot ionized plasma state. My guess was the interrogation was |
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