||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 06:11:27 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|her tact so sure, that she was able to make the most of herself. SheHe turned on her with a peculiar fierceness.cut by a pang of agony. With a little laugh, Margaret withdrew from |
“But itisn’tnoon, Ardo.”“Don’t stop! Keep moving!” The lieutenant did not break stride as she urged them forward. “Is that the prize, Littlefield?”
вЂњYeah . . .вЂќ
The four Vulture hover-cycles screamed overheadjust as the central administration building came into view. It was not difficult to find. Three stories high, it towered over all the other occupied buildings in the settlement. A gaping, ragged hole had been torn in one side of the building, its external metal wall peeled back; whether by an explosion or some unthinkably powerful hands, Ardo did not care to speculate.Merdith snapped. “Wake up, Ardo! We’resupposedto bedead!You think that nuke just dropped out of the sky on its own? We were all supposed toeatthat nuke, soldier-boy! CHQ sent you and your pals out there to find me and my box—that goddamn poison box—and the moment they knew you had it they called offyour evac and lobbed a big one with you and me and that box as ground zero. They knew your situation top to bottom. They set you up. The only reason they sent you out there was to find me and that lousy box anddie with it!”
In a growing burst of light, the three tactical nukes erased the front of the mountain surrounding the artifact. A flash of spreading disintegration rippled outward.
General Duke motioned for Marine guards to remove her from his office. Livid, Octavia thrashed and struggled. He looked at her with open disapproval.He transmitted instructions that the descending fleet was to avoid contact with the not-too-distant Terran colony. He had no fear of any weapons or defenses the settlers might bring to bear, but he had learned not to ask for trouble. Koronis avoided distractions and conflicts, concentrating on what was necessary to accomplish his objective.On heavy feet, Rastin plodded forward, his human arms extended, though the muscular bestial limbs thrashed, claws clacking.