||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 03:20:06 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|wander with their cavaliers among the great trees, whispering to one"You won't come because you don't want to. I don't know what you've beenabout you to one another." |
'Did you have a post-mortem?'
Lars grinned at her and climbed up the slope again toward the gleaming, labyrinthine structure. “Well, the way to find out more is to do some poking around. Let's split up and we can cover more ground.”Although she normally would have walked up to his door and pounded, this uncharacteristic silence made her uneasy. Reclusive Rastin was unpredictable at times, and it wasn't hard to imagine that he might come out with his weapon to “defend” his home against late-night intruders. She didn't want to get a backside full of rodent shot.Mayor Nikolai shook his head. “We're just a fledgling colony, General. ‘Simple dirt-farmers,’ I think you called us.”
THE COLONISTS' DESPERATE PREPARATIONS WERE completed none too soon. The alien monsters attacked at dawn.The Dropships had no weapons and relied primarily upon speed and their hull armor. They dodged low, moving fast, trying to reach their objective without being shot down.she set to work. She ran an experienced eye over the hull and noticed dozens of new hail craters pounded into the metal, making it look like the rind of a sourange. Of course, nobody on Bhekar Ro cared much about shiny paint jobs, as long as the equipment worked. She was relieved to find that the storm had done no serious damage to the machinery.
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nearer, Margaret became excited and disturbed; her gaiety deserted her,What had she done? She was afraid, dreadfully afraid, that Margaret hadArthur, overcome with dismay at the meeting, sat in stony silence. But