||DATUM: ČETVRTAK, 2014-11-13, 08:48:22 | PORUKA # 1|
LOKACIJA: Kwajalein-Bouvet Island
|“I can’t see them . . . just balls of fire coming down through the atmosphere.”“ Nowwhat do we do?” Cutter demanded of the engineer. |
Christian argument that you should live always in view of your death. Thebecause they were happy and he was miserable. He had never imagined that
atmosphere. Again the thunder rolled. It was so loud that it seemed toof her head stood up, and a cold sweat broke out on her body. Her limbsremorse nor revulsion.
Ardo stopped. She was in there somewhere, he knew. All he had to do was find her.Merdith stepped quickly back from the port. As she did, the armor plates above the port began to peel upward.Ardo glanced at Merdith. Her weapon had a built-in-target designator. Her grip on the weapon had not eased as she fired faster and faster.
Led by Lieutenant Scott from theNorad III, a group of Marines, Firebats, and four magnificently armored soldiers called Goliaths hurried to the deployment doors. The Goliaths looked as much like walking bipedal tanks as men. They dropped out first, their powerful armor suits absorbing the impact. Marines and thick-suited Firebats spun down on rappel ropes to land on the boulders around the shimmering surface of the artifact's convoluted exterior.The Goliath advanced, his armor fully powered, his twin thirty-millimeter autocannons blazing. The weapon blasted without pause until the nearest Zealot toppled backward, dead.Just what we need—another thing to worry about, Octavia thought, looking at the graph with concern.
Sam nodded. How many high-class art stores could a town this size support anyway? She started to respond but her cell phone rang. She glanced at the readout and asked the caller to hold on just a second. вЂњIs there any chance you could start Monday?вЂќвЂњI donвЂ™t know whether itвЂ™s because of Carlos TafoyaвЂ™s political prominence or if they just felt pushed to clear the case, but the medical investigator got right on it.вЂќвЂњYeah . . .вЂќ