The river of memory breaks, only separate fragments of heavy military career are remembered. But all this grows dim as a candle at atomic explosion...
What terrible this war!.
Terrible cars uncontrollably raged, cutting to pieces, evaporating live young and old on the destructive way. The small flock of killers planes attacked the confidential Russian base in Antarctica which is under command of the general Nikolay Valuyev — the brother Vadim. Nikolay hardly managed to make the last orders. The born sadist Gengir Volk specially brought the image of underground Russian communications to a projection. The general Valuyev suddenly saw on the screen the image alive of Vadim flaring in a seven-color torch. The burning pieces fall off the scattering body, the blackened bones appear. Picture more abruptly than Dante's Hell. Eyes of brothers for a moment met, the image hanged almost closely.
— Do not give up... — it is slightly heard the Russian marshal whispered. — The Lord will rescue...
The continuous sea of fire filled in the image.
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Mini-termokvarkovye the shells (based on process of merge of quarks — in more than one million times with a similar weight are stronger than a hydrogen bomb) at hit at hit in a multikilometer ice armor caused an earthquake of enormous force so all continent dispersed a dense web of deep cracks. From under breaks in crust streams of the heated lava poured down, the remains of the split ice evaporated, having caused the strongest hurricanes and a tornado. Approaching from the southern belt, streams of the heated steam heated by miracle the escaped ships as matches, broke trees, leveled, erased high mountains in sand, and the people who got to annihilation whirlwinds disappeared.
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In northern regions tactical galactic fighters continued methodical cleaning, without doing special distinctions between the military and civil purposes. The most powerful cyber-loudspeakers installed on them threw up the streams of the terrifying music which are breaking off eardrums. Technogenic cacophony broke even the steadiest mental design. Gengir showed tigerish teeth, is deafening murlykav.
— What a pity that people of Earth die so promptly.
His workmate the ten-star officer of Eph Kovalet added:
— I even am not in time, to move with a finger as there are mountains of the disfigured corpses. It is a pity for them children, they do not manage to realize what is death. It is necessary to cut off at first to them the laser fingers on hands, and legs!
The general cannibal ran a finger with the pointed nail over a throat:
— Nothing we will let those who will escape on footwear and raincoats. Look what glossy skin at them, especially at young women.
— Here it is possible to arrange decent sanatorium, from a hyper safari on hairless primacies. — Loudly whined, emotionally sparking Eph's teeth.
— I will buy to myself a site! I will rarefy to local females stomachs, I will put on them the children, let will drive on guts! — Two cannibals with plazmo-computers and the superweapon burst out laughing.
The "iron" marshal Gennady Polikanov was literally killed in a hysterics, the powerless rage smothered the "new" Russian president.
— Proklyatye! Really we are so hopelessly weak? They simply blurt out our brains. Probably, if I believed in God, then by all means began to ask about the help. But I do not trust in fairy tales of this sort as I this transatlantic clown Michael, and will not pray! Capitulations from me you, star monsters, all the same will not wait!
Suddenly light in the deep bunker for a moment went out, and then in earphones the familiar voice was heard to loathing;
— Russians, give up! We will spare your lives to all who will voluntarily put your scanty similarity of the weapon! I guarantee to obedient individuals life and three meals a day in a labor dispensary!
The Russian marshal made the expressive gesture sending where far away.
— Russians never give up! We will fight to the bitter end or we will die, standing with is proud of the raised head!!!
The marshal is already slightly quieter, gave the order.
— If to die, then with music! Include that anthem under which melody went to attack and our ancestors perished!
Meanwhile star Amazon could not stop pleasure. Pictures of massacre and destructions caused rough delight and indescribable pleasure. Especially excited and the fact that people, like two peas in the pod similar on stelzan perished caused a mad high.
— Who else in the Universe can brag of such happiness — to kill similar?!
Obviously, it had problems with mentality. Because the type of enormous destructions and archipelagoes from the burned corpses did not please many sane aggressors any more. People of Earth are similar on stelzan as if brothers smaller. It, as though, early youth of their own race. And to object it is scared: the cranky harpy can thrust also a charge from a plasma luchemet.
Lira, without feeling brakes any more, tumbled down young enormous an ofitserishka, having published a cry.
— I order all — to join us! Also cut large-scale, on all conquered planet of the hologram. Start up everything the survived primacies will see how to us kvazarno!. There will be Gipertrakh!
However one of star generals Kramar Razorvirov sharply tore off her words.
— War is not a brothel. Get up, shake off and put on!
Star Kali rushed to the laser automatic machine. But Kramar appeared quicker: the seven-barreled weapon rested against a forehead, and two barrels, having extended, pricked a magnificent breast.
The lira furiously, could not cast out so much poison from itself any cobra, hissed:
— To you all the same there will come the end. You will be useless is annihilated!
The naked breast rose as icebergs during a storm. Possess Velimara similar ability, she would wither one with a look impudent "moralist". Officers stood. Very seldom there are collisions between generals.
Eph Kovalet, having winked at the right eye, whispered:
— What kvazarny fighter, is afraid of nothing!
The duel deadly without chances of indulgence was about to happen. Situation was saved by the message made the computer.
— In mountains which people of Earth call Ural the underground nuclear power plant, and also the whole network of underground communications is found. Results of scanning demonstrate that there is a command post of the opponent.
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The multidimensional holographic image flashed. The network of underground communications with an exact portrayal of the smallest details was visible distinctly, without giving even the slightest chances to disappear.
Generals and officers right there quickened.
— There it is also necessary to strike blow. Our rockets are ready.
— No, there will be no blow. There the leader of monkey pack — Polkan. It should be taken live. We on it will make experiments, testing painful isotopes, and then we will send its effigy to the museum. Hey, you what stared? Prepare disembarkation to a surface. This planet already under us!
Kramar took away the terrible weapon and though in the opinion of the gone mad Lira the promise of fast death distinctly sparkled, safely said;
— Also do not count! War not — Gipertrakh!
— After fight we will orient! — Velimara's voice was slightly softened. — Show itself what it is fit for!
The titanic, terrifying in a form starprobe vehicle, filling in all with total hyper plasma fire, directed a predatory hawk to the torn to pieces planet surface.
The first contact of two interstellar civilizations took place.
Chapter 4
It is better to die with a sword adequately,
Battling furiously for valor and for honor,
Than to live as the cattle driven by a lash to a stall...
In Russia the great number of heroes nice are!
On each person as if a wave of a surf problems are rolled, big and small, seeming trifling, and others on the contrary the weight ready to flatten out consciousness and to crush soul. At teenage youth, as we know, the mentality is arranged so that they in much bigger degree are inclined to dramatize the personal experiences, forgetting about problems global. Even the trifle sometimes as if a cancer tumor, promptly expanding, threatens to fill all thoughts. Here and fourteen-year-old Vladimir Tigrov at the moment when over the planet the axe of the universal executioner froze up, is shipped in himself; it is strongly upset with the latest events at school. His father is a professional military and quite recently moved to the Urals to Sverdlovsk region, having taken away the family with himself. And beginners moreover from Moscow, not really here are loved. Here in school it was also registered: properly, having beaten, having broken off clothes and having trampled a portfolio. No, Tigrov not the weakling or the schnook, he was able to fight not bad for the age. But what you one can make when against you a crowd in twenty people. Yekaterinburg — the city which had a reputation traditionally criminal, despite severe conditions of dictatorship of Medvedev. Even at schools existed and actively the gangs parasitized. All area led the person, life, other than other Russia, too. At schools almost openly they drank vodka and smoked, in cellars and toilets were pricked, supervision video cameras never worked, and police... Were afraid of it all but bandits. Vladimir, was too correct youth activist, the athlete for criminal subculture, perfectly studied, and it was enough for wild frenzied hatred. When you are beaten every day, poisoned, somehow not really there is a wish peacefully there is a wish to live, on the contrary, all to punish. There is a terrible wish...
As any strong character the boy Vladimir dreamed of revenge against the surpassing and evil force. The plan — to steal the automatic machine from the father (it is visible not without reason in it blood of hereditary military flew) was born that shortly he also managed to carry out. Managed to crack, having shown abilities of the hacker, a cybernetic code of the home safe where the weapon was stored. Here to remember the main thing, specifics of the artificial intelligence subordinated to certain programs, and completely deprived of critical perception of reality. Having taken with itself the automatic machine of the folding Fox-3 system and several holders, Vladimir a decisive step went to school. Among the started park the building, big in four floors, calculated on three thousand people was stretched. Several seniors smoked "kosyachok", near them also his main offender, the informal leader of a class Sergey in a sobriquet Pontovy dragged on. Vladimir surely moved to the enemy. As well as assumed Tigers, the leader with shout "Jiggers! Ours are beaten!" rushed nautek. The fist at Volod'ka thanks to trainings, is not childly strong so Sergey for certain will get couple of bruises with a guarantee. However, at Tigrov all physiognomy is plentifully decorated with fresh bruises and grazes — it is possible to fill up with crowd a mammoth also. Seniors grinned and parted, wishing to enjoy an amusing show.
Here from a school entrance the whole flock of boys poured out. Vladimir did not begin to hesitate. Having snatched out the small rapid-fire submachine gun hidden under a jacket, Tigers opened fire at the offenders running to it. Those rushed in different directions. Perhaps, all was also limited to noise, but nearby there were many cars with adult most real bandits. Probably, local mafiosi did not find the best place for a shootout, than school? 13. Gangsters opened reciprocal fire. Automatic bullets of a vzryla asphalt. Having made a somersault, Vladimir managed to hide for a marble obelisk. Bandits, drunk with drugs, with a roar directed on storm, without taking the little fighter seriously that, of course, was in vain. Feverishly changing holders, young terminator killed half-gangs and wounded about twenty more flown into a rage fighters. The escaped robbers tried to develop a portable mortar — one shot from it could demolish half-houses. Though before shot Tigers only in the shooting range and in computer games, the wild stress and mad rage gave to its shots superhuman accuracy. The mortar blew up, having cut to pieces the closest bandits. All this suppressed resistance of remained. In frenzy Vladimir discharged all holders brought in a satchel and only after it stopped firing. Almost all shots were deadly and productive, thirty nine people (it were, generally local mafiosi) turned into corpses. Several fooled school students also became the victims of dismantling. They pottered about and roared, having got various degree wounds. The killed among boys did not appear, only adult bandits found deserved death. And here from considerable criminal leaders one large drug dealer known as the Viper was destroyed.
Having looked at the killed, wounded and at blood, Vladimir came round. Violently pulled out it and so that from a nose red, sticky liquid poured down. But the type of own blood led to emission of a large dose of adrenaline, the boy threw the automatic machine and started running, with such speed that it seemed that not frightened boy, and the whirlwind driving dust spirals. Shock from similar execution was so big that the young man was tried to be caught not at once. When came round, transferred the signs which are too exaggerating its growth and age.
Vladimir Tigrov managed to disappear in the woody district. Because of global warming of climate the fall was generous and tender, was full of mushrooms and berries. Of course, sooner or later the most green of number or more precisely than national avengers, undoubtedly, police officers would catch. But after the beginning of the first for all history of mankind of interstellar war became not to such trifles.
And here bitten by mosquitoes, hungry, in a night the frozen boy slowly trudged on the morning wood. It had an awful look. The school uniform tore in several places, one boot was not (lost, escaping). Besides from scratches about branches of trees, numerous roots and cones the leg strongly hurt. And here still mosquitoes are jammed. Places of stings insufferably itch." And can be given? — the thought flew in the head. — I, probably, then will be sent to Moscow in a mental hospital, and then — in a special colony. About mental hospitals a lot of things are told, even unimaginable horrors tell, but I will be living. No, I will become, is similar to a rotten plant. And how to me then to live? I will just exist... No... Can in a colony at once, in an environment of shaven-headed teenage criminals where it will be inevitably overtaken by the punishing paw of mafia. Will not forgive it bloody infighting and murder of bandits. And in this case will carry if just kill, and sadists can on — lower, killing each hour, slowly and painfully. Without hope, under the new law introduced by the president since twelve years teenagers bear all completeness of criminal liability up to life imprisonment and in exceptional cases the death penalty. The last is not so terrible, (a bullet in a temple and you in the next world). The boy hooked a bare foot on a sharp snag, between children's fingers blood acted. Upset Tigers whose life already, in fact, came to an end, did not pay attention. What waits for it in the next world? His father did not love priests, including them grabbers and grabbers though he was occasionally christened and went to church, putting candles. Vladimir respected the father of the soldier and the soldier. Itself experience of virtual wars, the computer equipment in special, an electron a helmet had, created almost absolute illusion of fight — is unforgettable impressions for the boy. But there cannot kill, here here in the wood where it is heard howl wolves the death is quite real.
