||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 05:18:54 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|“Yes, ma’am!” The old Marine’s voice sounded loud in Ardo’s helmet. Littlefield was standing right next to him.It was not until then that he noticed the stench in the shaft other than his own. He belched twice andknew he was dry. He wiped his hand on his now-soiled battle armor before he reached up and snapped the visor shut against the smell.CHAPTER 14 DIMINISHING RETURNS |
Ivan looked a bit panicky at that news.
Sam knew by the way JenвЂ™s eyes lit up that she loved the idea.
From higher up, closer to the fringe of the once-buried artifact, Judicator Amdor looked down with concern and amazement. Crackling, energy-saturated wind blasted his dark robes until they flapped around him like angry flames. His eyes blazed.He mobilized his Battlecruisers, Wraiths, Dropships, Arclite Siege Tanks, all of the ground forces, even Vulture Hover Bikes. The general decided to hold nothing back. He hoped he could simply charge into the fray and mop up nicely, now that the Protoss and Zerg had weakened each other's forces.Then it began to search. The Observer proceeded across the uninhabited areas of Bhekar Ro, unchallenged and unnoticed. While flying headlong across the vast distance of space, it had not been able to pinpoint its coordinates precisely. But now, as the Observer homed in on the location of the artifact's transmitted signal, it planted navigational beacons so that theQel'Haand the rest of the Protoss expeditionary force could arrive precisely on target.
That conflict could wait until later. He had a more important mission now.The engine coughed but did not catch. The vehicle seemed to sigh, as if it had already given up. She punched the starter button again. “Come on!”Under normal operation, the clunky machines would wander over the rocky slopes, taking mineral samples and marking desirable deposits. Then processing turrets would be erected so that the mining and extraction activities could continue until a valuable vein had been processed, while the mechanized scout continued to search for more sites.
Sam looked at the mess all over her kitchenвЂ”dirty mixing bowls in the sink, pastry bags filled with white, pink and lavender icing, cupcakes cooling in the pans. She tipped them out onto a rack, then made a quick dash through the rest of it to clear some of the clutterвЂ”thinking all the while about how she would get to the paint shop.вЂњI mean, within the department. If, say, Padilla was to be in your shop or anything.вЂќ