Energy #07
06 июля 1997 |
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Tales from the Crypt - PLANET ENLIGHT'97.
Tales from the Crypt! (C) Sergey STORM Who was in the furnace, the the circus is not laughing! PLANET ENLIGHT # 97. Thundering rusted nozzles, space amphibious aircraft carrier "ENERGY" clumsily plopped down on the ground, bend under him some building. Raised dust hung in the air poglaschaya all sounds rose from the ship. Intricate patterns, she lay down around an aircraft carrier and then was again raised in the air when it deflated blurted ladder. -Well pylische! - Head Legionnaire Flyers Valski leaned out. -Molchaaattt - a huge figure of Corporal Mack emerged from the aircraft carrier .- Rothe "DI" and the company of "Halt" rasredotochitsya around ship. Rothe "samples" to cover power dispersal. Tarpaulin boots clattering on the stairs, beating a drum roll. Someone tripped and bumped into friends. Rest of the way companies have done a head over heels. "What's going on? - Cpl Mack closed face with his sleeve - the dust raised by a company of "CI" swirled around the ship. -Stop the his ... Feng-Fukin ... I just do not tselyust Phebe sfevnuv. -Let me fucking him ... Private Flyer Valski writhing on the ground, sudorzhno mouth swallowing dust. Boots hurt comrades spoke on rough edges of the Legionnaire. The whole company, "CI" participated in the merciless beat Flyers - culprit spectacular descent of the mouth. Nailed colleagues and obnoxious dust, the Flyer was lying in an unnatural for healthy human posture, outstretched hands. Hands-up, the ICC ... - From the ship crept a wonderful figure in a police cap .- I am a servant of the law, the ICC .. and will not allow ICC ... Catch-it -, Private Ars Dubischev lifted up his head. -Just like the swallow - Legionnaires spellbound watching the flight of the Kop. Flying strange figure waved her arms and rake, pridelanyh instead of legs. -The flight was fine. Planting done - Cope was on already potrepanom flyer. Near moaned another legionnaire; unfinished bottle of police to please him in head. -Idiots - Cpl Mack spat with height bird's-eye view of the soldiers .- Idiots. What do you get up there? You have been ordered ... Hands-up, this fire inspection, Cope tried to get out of the legionary, but withheld shmyaknulsya back. Mmmm-...- said Flyer. -Term, store the wounded to hospital, Cpl tired spat. Offended and spat Leer Tula walked away from the ship. Four legionaries raised the victims and taken to the ship. * Ooh-...- Kop swung at the Dock. -Hold it a minute - turned Doc to legionnaires. -Do not touch me - hands and rakes were in the Copa firm grip Boatswain Tunady. -Now we'll do promyvochku ventricle - with a smile sadiskoy Doc stabbed Police in an enema. According to the infirmary took a sigh of perturbation - All patients are looked on with horror Opiratsiyu. -So who is there next? - Doc turned away from the hushed and looked around at the Copa infirmary. "He - all of the patients reported on in a coma Flyers. Tunada let Kop. Losing support, Cop fell to the floor. Immediately outside ship something to a crash. -We have been attacked - suggested to escape the burden Flyer. -Lie. Without you understand, - fist Boatswain packed patient back to bed. -All to protect the ship - all in Bandages Navigator "ENERGY" Sergeev ordered and waving his sword nominal slew a passing fly. -There, sir, - all who could stand on my feet darted to the door. The first output reached Tunada. On the ladder already accumulated enough people who curiously looked into the distance. Tossing service weapon Boatswain blankly stared at the hill, where two BTR'a and one tank worn for some animals. Animal playfully rode the dunes knocking from under the hoofs of the dust. From the tank was carried nepryryvny fire on the beast, but fate was merciful to animal. - Platoon ... Sight-thirty, height oh-nine, - Corporal Mack gave the last orders .- platoon grenade fire. Struck volley. Raised dust slowly settled on the Legionnaires. -Idiots - Cpl clutched at his head. - Had to shoot the animal, rather than on their own. Tank completely blown off the tower, and two smoking BTR'ov crawled surviving legionnaires. Deafened animals were lying next to his severed legs. - Send a rescue team. Several jeeps broke away from the aircraft carrier and raced off to help. -And here is our dinner - grinned Leer Tula sliding from the driver's seat. "I do not lunch - the animal tried to kick the legionary missing limbs .- I lama. Lama, Puma - I do not care. Was an order to deliver you to dinner, so I did and perform - Leer hoisted the weakness of the animal a jeep and went to look for amputation. -With whom are you talking about? "- Ars Dubischev was putting the wounded in an air raft. -It would be better helped. -Mommy, it hurts - legionnaire with a hole in his stomach sblevanul. Turpie, Private, it will be even worse - posochustvoval Ars wiping their shape. "Who is us so? - Wounded sblevanul again. - Local Aborigines - the natives - Ars contemptuously took off his shirt and tucked her mouth neunimavshemusya legionnaire. Laden raft hovercraft went to the ship. * -Four miles away is some kind of settlement, to send back reconnaissance -Cpl Mack scratched his beard and sparse continued .- And I'll go so far reported to superiors. Order-understood - the boatswain Tunada clicked his heels and rushed to BTR'u. Corporal Mack whistling song climbed the ladder to the ship, where he met with a drunken servant of the law, which beshitrosno yelled a sailor thieves ditties. -Where have you already managed to gain? - Cpl. covered his nose with your fingers .- From you stink from both beer kegs. Copa bleary eyes looked around the legionnaire: -I am the servant of the law, the ICC ... -That we have heard - Cpl tried to reach out to the bottle, located in Copa hand. -Hands off our cops - Drunk footballer was lying on the floor and the last effort tres Corporal fist. Wo have already managed to make a drunkard and rank, his right leg Corporal rapidly sank legionnaire on the face. Embossed jaw driving along the semi crashed into the wall .- Ten orders out of turn, Laurent series Full House. The left leg Corporal legionnaire drove under solid. Hitting his head on the bulkhead ordinary staggered to his jaw. -It was my pal - Cop in a rage swung to a bottle of Cpl. Uncomplicated movement Mack knocked the "weapons" from the hands of police and carefully packed to close to Laurent. -Call voinizirovannuyu protection, hand-held miniature Corporal Waukee-Toki.Vozmite custody Legionnaire Laurent Fula and Police Cop. "Yes I love you, ECK ...- Kop reached for its holstered. Instead of a pistol in a holster was another bottle. Abusive located on the first deck in front of the gateway ...- body of Corporal slowly slipped over the wall. Fragments of crashed head on bottles scattered around the gateway. The ship sailed smell alkagolya. Vzveytes fires blue night I, the Pioneer. I am the son of the workers, Era is moving light years, Outcry Pioneer - Always be ready! From the corridor seemed to the boy in shorts and a tie around his neck, proudly singing Anthem of Young Pioneers. Hello, uncle, - A pioneer with a wide mouth surprised marched close to lying. Cop just waved his hand lazily, the rest lay motionless. * - Take a completion - Standby Patrol dumped victims on the bed and went home. -Oh, my favorite patient - Doc smiled radiantly. - Now the priest will clean up your stomach. Dock hands stretched for the enema. No, - Cope was on his feet and pulled away from the hospital, but ran out the nurse Vlad Stashevsky. -Nahal, - loud slap in the face graced Copa face red spot .- Where Presho goat? -Set aside - Navigator Sergeev ripped off Eye Dressing .- The entire composition USS tidy himself up. Urgently call me an engineer Atom scientist and Assistant Professor of Corporal ... And, he had already here. Corporal Mack was on Laurent and seemed to delirium, twitching his upper lip and cried curses. In a matter of urgency has been assembled officers and the academic council. -Corporal Mack, report the situation to ship - The navigator looked at with contempt slovenly appearance legionary. Catching sight commander, Corporal as could have corrected the form and started to cough report: -After the accident, the aircraft carrier and exit down all the computers, as well as higher officers, the situation on the ship gradually goes out of control. Ordinary enjoy the lack of their commanders and drink alcohol. I dare say that the officers of the ship leaving only I, the boatswain and Tunada Prapor Ars Dubischev, increased for the successful service in an emergency situation, and we can not cope with this situation. Continuing further, some personality sabotaging work of the crew "ENERGY" and refusing to obey orders of higher-ranking officers. Looking Corporal stared at the Copa. -I dare say the ICC, which I do not belong to the armed forces of the Legion, the police strongly ter inflamed cheek. -On the ship I represent the Department Homeland Security and your powers war on me rasprastranyayutsya. -From this moment you are under the jurisdiction of the Legion - The navigator nodded Corporal hinting that he may continue. -We have captured impurity aborigine. In battle, we lost seven men killed and four wounded. I gave orders to investigate blizlezhayshee settlement - Cpl villages on the free bed giving everyone know that He finished his report. -Plaine lead here - the navigator turned in the direction of engineer .- Now hear the report of Atom Softpedia. - As was reported earlier, vehicle accident went down all the computers. At the moment, "Baltika" impeccably by 15%, 3% of the Pentagon and, most horrible main computer "byte" impeccably by only 2%. Repair of the whole system will a few weeks. So-so - the navigator corrected by hand bandage .- You have found the cause of the accident? -Actually, yes, but this did not happen for several centuries, - an engineer forehead sweat. - The accident was sobatirovana. According to hospital swept gasp of horror. All lying on their bunks officers sprang to their feet. -Saboter on the ship, not a be! - Cope opened his mouth in surprise .- I personally checked each, before the flight and during him. "But the fact of a crime can not hide, the engineer pulled out his handkerchief and wiped his damp brow. -From this moment on the ship is declared martial law - Navigator waved saber. Padded mosquito dived on the remains of chopped flies. * Dark - Green BTR Armed Forces Earth sped through the desert. Boatswain Tunada half stuck in the hatch of armored vehicles - bulky body perfectly still stuck in the belly of the cold metal. Legs Boatswain rested on the head of an ordinary Mentat. Mentat hard soprotivlelsya such an attempt on his honor, but he could not help it - the whole APC has been hammered by legionaries and empty bottles. Occasionally ordinary gun Hans gave all - Drunk footballer was rocking from side to side. In his lips he held the lip harmonica and a beat of the music frantically pulled the trigger. Radioman Dien Bazers tried catch impurity radio, but constantly ran into Radio BA. Woozy from the stuffy Private air Olser beat Tunadu on ass butt Kalash. Boatswain not feel problems Legionnaires trapped in BTR'e. Hands Tunady vigorously waved their flags, indicating air support path. Air support obsolyutno did not pay any attention to sudorzhnye callsigns boatswain. Gambling Kamikaze and cons were cut in SEXONIX, putting a fighter on autopilot. "Where is your mother vodka? - Turbo Vasya APC driver tried to make himself crazy song Hans and heart-rending cries of Andrew Holodinskogo. This bitch-Dien limit your last, Mentat, pressed boatswain tried to resist feet .- There was only one brake liquid. -It'll do, - Turbo of the latest forces held on to the levers. Meanwhile neupravlyaemmy APCs approached rising above the village. Holding one hand on his pants down Tunady, Olser merged into a free can of brake fluid. -Stand - scared with all the boatswain forces pounded his fist on the hatch - We Embedding now! Hans spit out an accordion and drank a little "liquid" zastrochil a machine gun my favorite song. Razvorochennye body native way of sweetening BTR'a. Turbo let go, holding his arms and grabbed passed around the circle canister. The last thing they heard it was hysterical cry of the boatswain: -Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa ................ * -Climbs - Mentat tried to push Tunadu out .- Somebody help me. The answer he was deathly silence. Driver Turbo Vasya half swallowed canister was hanging on the lever. A couple of dead Legionnaires lay at the bottom of the broken BTR'a, among the empty bottles. Their swollen eyes expressed great sadness and Pain: Oh, before his death did not have time to drink ... Just one crazy Hans prowling around corpses, trying to find his harmonica, and yes even drunk radioman Dien tried to contact the base, but always came out on connection with the Ace, a leading Radio Rocks. Boatswain-bitch climbs - Mentat rested hands in the back and pushed to Tunade naruzhu.Da help me someone? Series Mentat, aside rape boatswain - a voice says was similar to Tunadin .- Who is still alive, but us? -Trrymmm - Hans with tearful eyes rubbed with a handkerchief, dear to him an accordion. -Not very much, and then left - Mentat stopped trying to push the boatswain out. Sir, there is no connection to the database - with the Dien angrily ripped off his head with headphones. -The radio is in air support, will need to give them the signal SOS, - Boatswain vigorously waving a flag - the second box was lost during the collision. -Where are we ever crashed? - Dien questioningly looked at rising above the lower Part Tunady. Yes, seems to be in some sort of building - the boatswain continued to wave a flag. - It hurts like a prison. Oh, sure, the local jail. From razvorochennogo prison building climbed three suspicious figures dressed in prison overalls and hard jerked away. Smoker-stand, then I will not shoot - From the same building crawled razvorochennogo people in the Sheriff's clothing. Prisoners have pulled: -We surrender, Sheriff, do not shoot. Three drooping figure hobbled to the place of his imprisonment. -Just like in the movies! - Boatswain enchanted looking at Aboriginal .- Western one! Sir, that you have going on there? - Curious Dien burning with impatience. Yes, the local element, stopped the escape of prisoners - the boatswain disgustedly spat. - I hate cops. I am the servant of the law of our ship still in space sick. At an altitude of 2000 miles golden platypus fighter cut through the sky alien planet. -Hey, minus, posmotrika down - on the Kamikaze monitor shining a word or two "GAME OVER" .- Our knocked out. , Kazik, Glyan'ko, there's boatswain signals disaster supplies, - Less pulled away from SEXONIX'a. -Fly to the rescue - Kamikaze sharply introduced the fighter into a steep dive. The plane began to tremble convulsively. With skewed overload officials, pilots attempted to align the fighter. All of us-Khan - jaded anti- control plane minuses hopelessly screwed up his eyes. -Uh-huh - and excitedly Confirm Kamikaze added. - And also all those who Khan Our knocked out. With a cry of joy Kamikaze MUST DIE and whisper Minus My goodness, the fighter rovnenko dived straight at the flag waving Tunadu. To be continued ...
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