Deja Vu #03
31 декабря 1997 |
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attempt at writing - Short Story "The War Continues" (Chapter 4.5).
(C) PLAYGEAR COMPANY / BD Author: Alexander Bazhenov ____________________________________________ Ze PAGAN present ___________________________________________ * . '' '' / \ ' chapter 4 -------- By 16.00 in the large hall full of de syat man young man rank. Among them, reigned revival, however, as in any society is well acquaintances. And so, as they were all about one age children, 27-30 years, is no reason to joke and scoff at them was abound. Looking to hand at this fun, colorful society, it was hard to imagine that, in extreme least 8 of them - masters of unarmed combat, befell the arts of survival, many were experts in several areas of military affairs, and all without exception had a medal for combat service. Each of the These guys could have a few seconds to cope with two or three armed men. They killed, but killed in the name of the lives of hundreds others. They were doctors and truncates ulcers and sores. They were hated, but hated tens, and offered up a thousand. If nobody know and become aware of them all. They just did their job and doing it better than others ... A few minutes later the door opened and of them seemed to Colonel Reed. Glancing gaze gathered, it is fairly chuckled and a quick step toward the pulpit. Noise and fuss once stopped when a "Old man", so each call Reed his students. Colonel all loved and respected, and it was for nothing. Nobody better not knew them. Within a few years of study, training and combat missions, Colonel studied them in detail and to every known approach, knew who and what lives, helped not only in the service, but also in everyday life. To him you can always ask for advice and he never refused. He was part of their lives and another they did not know ... Rising to the department, Colonel greeted everyone and began to bring up to date. Ten minutes later he finished the outline the situation and asked everyone to come to department. Took out a folder map of Nantes and its environs, the colonel turned her on the table. - Here's the place operation - pointing a finger "Reed said - the so-called katokomby. Inside are three tunnels, one of them goes to Bay. His block the police. Our task: penetrate into the other two groups in the five people and find this lab. The colonel turned to the card. - According to information received, there is everything equipped with the latest technology, I mean protecting the tunnels and approaches to laboratory, so that probably will not be easy. But - Reed smiled - in our work easy task does not happen. Now go the warehouse and thus equip. Take everything you need to rest. Tomorrow at 8.30 fee at the airport. The aircraft will transfer you to Nantes. This is, roughly, 2 hours summer. I have all the questions? chapter 5 -------- The next day at 8.30 am, all participants operations gathered on the tarmac terminal base. Was last conducted review ammunition and the Colonel gave the signal for loading the aircraft. Fled band, a small military aircraft colors "Hacks" soared into the morning sky and slightly shaking his wings in farewell, he took a course on the city Nantes ... Through the 1.50 plane gently landed on the concrete strip the city of Nantes. There was already waiting for bus and officials of the city. After talking with them, the colonel ordered to be loaded into the bus. Thirty minutes later the bus stopped at the Hotel. Looking on the clock, Reid said: "Now you will place by numbers and fed, then bring in order equipment. To all guys, you have two hours. Then the bus and to place ... In 14.00 starting the operation. " At the appointed time to gostinnica rolled All the same bus and a group of people dressed in kommuflyazh, threw down their packs with equipment in the baggage compartment, quickly took seats in the cabin. Machine will immediately set off and shows him curious glances not numerous personnel Hotels and lonely passers-by, quickly disappeared around the corner. Winding along the winding streets of the town, bus soon left for abroad and went on a dirt road to the sides of abandoned katokomb. Along the way he was joined by several police cars, waiting for him on a country road. As always in such situations, the car was silence, broken only by the monotonous hum of the engine. Everyone was thinking about something her, idly digging in the scraps of memories. Express emotion on their faces was not, since all knew exactly who and what should do. Dozens of joint operations to unite them into a coherent whole, and this, regular, did not differ from the others, so they thought ... Before reaching the half-mile to katokomb, cars stopped in a small grove. Colonel Reed got off the bus and ordered the analyze and prepare the equipment, climbed a small hill from which could be monitored. Taking out binoculars, a colonel sent him to the side entrances to the underground labyrinth. Both tunnels were at least a kilometer distance from each other. Reid brought with optics belly of one of the tunnels and Colonel suddenly engulfed in the cold, as if He has already stepped into ledyanyaschuyu darkness. Subtle instinct Reed clearly grasped the danger in the air, the source of which were these karst fissures. Some time He watched, sketching in his mind the scheme of movement of the detachment. Terrain until the caves were rough and wavy. Using folds topography, access to inputs was not not the slightest difficulty. But not thinking about it now, Reed, he thought of what awaits guys out there, inside the earth, but as This time no one knew, perhaps he Allah ... Coming back, the colonel found the department has already prepared to throw. Garett gave final instructions. Adding to the earlier to plan the final details, Reed divided the squad into two groups of 5 people each. Commander of the second appointed sergeant Swansea, tall Swede. This guy featured complete absence of nerves multiplied by the enormous physical strength. Add to all this good soobrazilovku and you get superior combat car! The first group was headed by Garrett. In the last time looking at his watch, Reed filed a signal to march. Ten people without the slightest noise moved towards the tunnel. Clearly acting on a long-established scheme covering the detachment will soon split into two groups, which are almost at the same time reached inputs. A few seconds, their silhouettes stood out distinctly against the background of blackish voids, then the darkness swallowed them. "Well, God bless you! "- Reed sighed and broke away from binoculars, turned on the radio reception ... to be continued
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