ZX Format #06 29 июля 1997

Игры

Toys - The last iron (short story on the game 48 irons).

        Last Iron

music by Jaan
(C) GALAXY
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  - Since we no longer interfered with
live. That's it. Old Snake expressively looked at his 
interlocutor implying that the story is over, but the young 
chief, a distant descendant of the Chief of which, in fact, was 
story, sticking his tongue on the voltage, something scribbled 
in a notebook. Then without waiting for the response Snake 
quietly slipped off the stump in his warm burrow. When you have 
finished outlining the main looked around, shrugged his 
shoulders, and gathered their belongings to go home. 

  Era of enormous change over and in
Magic Kingdom reigned in peace and quiet. For lack of adventure 
present Hero has set the goal at least find out all about the 
affairs of his famous ancestor. Today, he finally caught 
snake-lived and learned about the ending history wanderings of 
the Chief and his friends. Now was to bring all this to human 
readable form, add to the already standing on the shelf four 
volumes, and the work is completed. 

  Arriving home, tired head flopped
in a chair and reached for the finished parts.

  - So, what have we here - he muttered;
leafing through the pages and in restoring
memory is written - a summary
 'Previous series:

   "#;:#..:, H :;:;: ,......" "
#""""!@@@#$#%%^'&^'&^$%%%%%$~~~!~
"~ ~, Etc."
 When finished, the chief drew to his table with a typewriter, 
new bosses sheet and thought.


  - Well, so be it, "he said, and
bent over the keys. It is worth noting
that the presentation was extremely truthful
and accurate, and that's what happened as a result of:


  "Autumn ... the year proved to be unusually cold and rainy. 
The helicopter almost broke through the thick blue-gray clouds.

When the movement stopped and the autopilot
blinked bulb end of the program,
Chief was a bit surprised, because
under the belly of the helicopter could not see anything
but clouds. Left to take
old as the world means .... ie shove down someone and see what
succeed.

  Autopilot was gracious as ever - the helicopter hovered above 
the highest point of the city block. The roof of this

structure and served as a starting point
forced marches brave quartet. Before
how to hit the road, my friends made
inventory audit of cash and nearly
the spread of panic - in the bag was not
any offensive weapon
character. And it implies
that peaceful means are unlikely to convince
tyrant-mosquito away far away,
was necessary to have anything under the
hand. Despite his youth some
of his friends had already had experience of street
fights, and that someone, looking around, decided
that the lack of a better come down and the fat
iron rod lightning rod.
Trying not to rumble all kinds of metal structures, with the 
main the company has slid from the roof to the top

floor. (Veschuyu "truck, after an incident in
helicopter, the chief could not bring himself to throw).
However, the fact that the principal thought a loud
noise for the occupants of the premises was, apparently, not at 
all noticeable. Directly on the stone floor, folding-legged

feet, sat a man and frantically pressed on
joystick button. Leaning to the screen
TV, he seemed not to notice the pain
inverted in the joints, that even then talking about the main 
thing, is not hungry to attract someone's attention. Still, 
curiosity got the better of common sense, and risking their 
lives, the chief looked over shoulders of the player. Flew 
across the screen figures various forms, and under certain 
actions shape in straight lines.  Chief easily learned Tetris, 
but why suddenly this game caused such a stir, onyat failed.


  At the next (or maybe the previous?) Floor was no one, but
still showed up on the floor below the office, occupied by a 
representative gentleman (across a wider) which during the last 
hour, purposefully solves the puzzle - which end to start 
eating a sandwich with sausage. "Poor fellow," - thought the 
chief - "So after all die of hunger. "

 One form of official reminded him of nesokrushimosi 
bureaucracy to deal with that was not under force and hundreds 
of  principal. Therefore, he said sternly -

 "I'll be back!", The company went
further.

   On the ground in front of the house stood Tribune
collected from a few old boxes, with
which, spluttering, pushing the flaming
we are a little wrinkled old man.


When the main event was not averse to listen
intelligent man, but now he was not
leisure. Leaving the old man talking to a stone Hulk, he drew 
attention to wall, blocking the path. On the basis of any

considerations it has been built here -
remains unknown, but to overcome it
it was necessary at all costs. To
consider the obstacle closer, Chief
began to descend, and then a heap of scrap,
svalennogo against the wall, he heard
clanking, creaking, clicking, buzzing, and
startled heroes pile of garbage
into a metal giant.


 There would be frightened, looking into a bottomless
well the machine-gun barrels, but the chief took
myself and remembered that the task before
them being from the ancient giants, such
no mosquito uneasy. The only pity is King
Scrap on his one leg is not far
may leave, but it would the whole problem was simplified to a 
minimum. Nevertheless - it was friend, and his help was 
necessary to use, so that-that, as a wall, he will be able to 
break with such a silischey. But it turned out not so simple: 
The Great Iron reported that the wall is erected directly to 
him, or rather from it, after he ran out of ammunition, and he 
was unable to defend their homes from invaders. That is if 
there were bullets and so you know ..... Remained true barrel

gunpowder but good of him .....

  Thanking and taking the barrel, the main
went looking for the most suspicious persons, believing that if
who remained a weapon under the new regime,
so only the shadow structures.

  Walking past the fiery orator chief
could not resist:
 - What are you, my dear, you think here
you someone to listen to it are not
Hyde Park, students have to look ... You
would be something massive, public, ...
and louder!
 The old man looked sadly on friends and scratched his head.
Also in the back of his head, but in his, scratched
main street staring at the speaker. Thinking, whether it makes 
sense to give the speaker the discovery, he decided that he 
hath, and climbed on the pole.

 - Now you can act as
fit, - said the chief presenting a shout
old man. He cleared his throat and seemed to answer, looked out 
the windows of several interested parties. The old man rejoiced 
and gave the principal so .... so .. well in general

 - A cluster of thoughts, or what?
 One look at this miracle was enough to put him on the very 
bottom bag.


  Space around the stretched quite peaceful - patios, gardens, 
small square .. However, Mindful of the fact that "still waters 
run deep ", the chief looked from side to side. In general, it 
has done in vain, because this was indeed the most common

area in which to settle like a quiet, peaceful people.

  One of these, judging from all appearances, the pensioner was 
walking next to the park, leaning on a cane. On the godfather

underworld, he looked like was not so
the only thing that it could take
- This is useful advice. And as the chief
a very clever did not think it was decided
resort to cause the same ... , Which in
bottom of the bag. Graybearded fount of wisdom
did not even find the answer to such a
a bold proposal, and only poshamkav
toothless mouth, issued in response to such ... that
general description can not be.

  Chief squandered patted his ears and walked away. More in the 
way no one met since the city ended and

has nowhere to go. According to established already
tradition, the chief scratched his head and
commanded - "Circle!".
 - Wait! - Called a chatterbox, getting
from nearby bushes. Puffing like paravoz,
He pulled a corner a large white box.

  - Sil - read head - Why do we
so much salt? Komar, you know, not a hare -
he salt on its tail is not necessary to pour to
catch.

  - Useful - waved chatterbox -
Now you can go.
- Where to go for?

  - N-well, I do not know, try something like
move through the wall.

 - How are you through it perebereshsya? Any projection not! - 
Growled the chief and pokolupal fingernail gray stone.

 Chatterbox looked up, estimating the height
and then smiling mysteriously began to move back
toward the house. All well, back to
He went to the nearest stairway and did not
sign. Chief was about to
go look at what has happened there, but then over his head 
there was a piercing scream, and on the ground in front of the 
wall itself flopped chatterbox. 

 Although the barrier to overcome and could not,
the form he had a very happy, and the question
the reason for such behavior, demonstrated before the horror of 
the familiar unit - ZX Spectrum. In this case, it is even more 
puzzling smiling, saying "space should know."


 - Maybe there are any "security" have forgotten their weapons, 
"asked garnet and moved toward the office.

Chief, ohnuv, rushed to rescue a comrade, but careless 
pineapple came under verbal attack bureaucrat. To distract

fire on himself, he tried to crush
enemy "senile marasmus, but the result, although the opposite 
was expected, exceeded all expectations. Bureaucrat happily 
grunted, grabbed "marasmus" then began to crumble in the apology

Quartet in front of stunned. He also
Friends assured in its absolute loyalty to the question of the 
chief, who first recovered from his surprise, for ruzhiya 
replied: 

  - I am a poor man, but I work here
inspector, so if a safe in the
corner anything happens, I'll be absolutely nothing in common.

  Chief pretended to have understood the hint and
rolled back. Officer engaged in the affairs
not paying too much attention on the grenade
fit into the barrel of gunpowder in the safe.
Only when the explosion occurred, and next to it
nose whistling crumpled door, he
dissatisfied frown.


  - Down! - Ordered King of scrap metal. All have failed as 
knocked down.  Gun roared, and when the dust dispersed, became 
visible impressive size hole gaping in the stone wall.


  Friends, barely set foot on the forbidden land

  immediately ran into Doom weapons -
48 irons. Judging reasonably, that such a number of the above 
items is more convenient transported in a truck than to bear

hand, the main ritual loaded scrap metal and moved on. Oh well
moved, apparently inspired such explicit
success that was nearly missed the next hurdle: a sort of 
discreet, it was worse than any wall - burglar alarm system.  
Among the main knowledge, unfortunately, did not include 
electronics, so to understand the complex system he could not. 
Remained an obstacle to overcome a purely mechanical way .... 



  - Hey, man, do not hurry. Where are you going?
- Asked the boy looks suspicious.

  - And you what? - Guardedly replied
chief. After the incident with alarm, he
was not inclined to trust anything.

  - Nothing! This is our backyard, get lost!



Chief muttered something unintelligible, but thought it best to 
retire, it is too late. Frowning, he looked unkindly on the 
bully on the defensive, and I thought how to distract so out of 
place appeared a slacker. Here in the brilliant mind came up 
the image of the player in tetris, and the main thought that it 
would be nice to get this "opium the people. "furious form of 
the player said that in good faith, he will not give up the 
console, therefore had to not to use force and cunning.

 "We use well-known method of 'provocation'", decided to head 
and began to dumyvat details of the future plan. 


  ... Leaning over the edge of the main roof
looked down. The talker was ready: he stood under the window 
and held a pillow over his head, as if escaped from something 
heavy. In fact, everything was the opposite - chatterbox

not escaped, and saved just something heavy,
that was supposed to fall from the top. Main
returned to the starting position and screwing
eyes in anticipation of a bright light poured
salt on the cloud.

  As he expected, even common table salt has worked. From the 
clouds burst lightning struck the TV aerial.

TV on the top floor, on all
calculations, was not supposed to withstand such stress and 
burn. Only hope that the player will not guess the true reason 
for this outrage, and all will overthrow by Dendy. And so it 
happened. 

... Hooligan are a significant
problem for the chief and his friends apparently did not know 
what to do with himself, and so loiter. Nevertheless,

He probably somewhere had an idea about
top box Dendy, because when she
fell into his hands, grinning wickedly,
launched it in the nearest window. Here at
the scene once again stepped into a chatterbox: digging in
bag, he pulled out a shiny black
box in which the trained eye of the chief again, learned 
Speccy, and stretched his little stiff. Apparently, the price 
this device bully knew perfectly well as a nobody and had no 
time to blink, and it is already gone.



  - What way is this guy broke a window,
-Admired chatterbox, crawling through a window sill in the den 
of the mosquito - we would be without him A hundred years 
looking for a hit here.  - Quiet you! "- Hissed at him master, -

tea is not going on holiday! Chatterbox hurt
stopped and began to move cautiously. So
on tiptoe all the company passed into the next room and stopped 
short. In the middle of the room, fluttering enormous wings, 
lay half-asleep tyrant. He was so huge that meet him in melee

not worth trying, as the swallows fly.
 Recovered, chief dragged friends
off, and remove some distance gave military advice.


  - We know what? - He asked for
audience - we know that 48 irons
should play an important role in osuschestvleii our goal.

  - Of which we guessed themselves - finished chatterbox.

  - Right. While I can see only one
option - reset the heap of metal on
gnat on top. But we have to crawl on the ceiling
do not know how.

  - Why, we can. Only on the back
side of the ceiling to the floor the next floor.

  - You are what you suggest dig up the ceiling? And he, they 
say so and will be stood down: throw, they say please? 

  - Why so? Possible through the chimney.

   - Who is a mosquito on the stove drag?

  - No drag, he is now back
escape.
 In saying this, chatterbox opened the refrigerator door, and 
shivered, - In! Already getting cold! As predicted chatterbox, 
a mosquito, not waking hobbled over to the stove and climbed

at her. It remains to bury his irons.
 Trying not to make noise, my friends got on
the roof and came to the tube. On a signal from the cart 
overturned and the building shuddered from the Impact weapons 
of fate. For some time a deathly silence. Then air is blown 
cries ..... 

"What would come up with the ending?" -Thought
young chronicler, biting his nails. The fact that
happened to the brave quartet after the victory over evil, 
legends, silent and had to invent itself. 

  "-And they live happily ever after"
- No, not good. Or maybe "Out-on
deserved rest "- no, too, does not sound.

   Then this:

  "Neverland became once again a happy and prosperous, but the 
chief does not sleep, and if anyone wants to clean up her again

their dirty paws, who knows - maybe it's facing new adventures. 
" 


             End