Dangerous Wars. Vladislav Pavlovich Kazantsev

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СКАЧАТЬ style="font-size:15px;">      When he reached TOMAK's rest room, he met Pitons ' assistant. A childhood companion, but not the same age as he was twenty-three years older. But the age difference did not prevent them from being friends. When Halliford lost his parents, Pitons was the only one who helped with the grief. And now, I specifically chose to support knowing the value of friendship with him, even presenting him as a stepfather. They even had something similar, especially the important gait. He is also tall, blond, and slim at the waist. Strict, but fair to anyone regardless of rank. His clothes always fit him perfectly, showing off the enviable muscles of the young raibonne boys. He's a first-class pilot!

      The door of the hatch that separated the room from the corridor compartment opened and they entered together.

      The hall is spacious, well-lit, and equipped to accommodate the crew during breaks in working hours. A quiet drink the boiled leaves camusi, nice cooling and toning the body. Play Binko, a Board game with chips for several people that helps players improve their mood.

      “Pitons, how's the pre-flight mood? Everything okay?” Tomakа asked.

      “Everything is fine commander!” the assistant exclaimed ironically.

      Of Tomaka get the joke, but did not answer, just slightly smiled knowing humor Pitons.

      "Dr. Vella, he's holding up for now," he continued, his voice now full of concern. We need to fly, and we can't leave without a doctor until we find it.

      "Well, that's your recommendation, and the rest of the crew's agreement," the chief said. – But I think soon to appear, it is a pity that the connection at the spaceport is only internal, do not contact.

      "That's a perfectly reasonable measure, because I didn't want the computer to fail on take off… Pitons couldn't help imagining them falling with the ship, then exploding…and his skin crawled.

      Each unit, on the flying Ferix spacecraft, is separated by electronic hatches controlled by both the main computer brain and manually, using magnetic cards, by the crew. In the recreation area, there are four such on the sides, from the center. Now, one of them opened and a panting healer flew into the room.

      "I'm sorry, I'm a little behind, but it's not my fault. This morning, a friend called, her child fell and severely damaged the kneecap, and her insurance expired, I had to go to help the victim… – the girl continued to speak without stopping, and the main thing, and did not say. Talked until it was interrupted by the Tomac.

      “Why you were late I, estimated, tell, and the patient is now normal?” Tomaka asked.

      "Of course it's all right, my friend will list the insurance money tonight.".. but before Vella could finish, he interrupted, " So this means we can fly safely?”

      The girl realized that she had spoken too many words and calmed her adrenaline in her blood, answered briefly: – Yes.

      "All right, get on with your business, put your equipment and tools in the medical center and infirmary, we'll be leaving soon," tomaka said, and politely gestured toward the exit.

      "I'm still running," Vella said, and walked quickly to the hatch. The hatch opened, and the girl turned to the commander and smiled sweetly at him, then went out into the corridor compartment and the door closed behind her.

      “Yes, we got a good chatty brunette in a white coat!” Tomaka exclaimed, more to himself than to the Python.

      “I hope the doctor is at least normal!” Pitons asked, wary of his health.

      Tomaka and Pitons discussed flight plans for a long time after that, then went to the command room located in front of the cockpit.

      There was no one in the command center, but they were sitting at a computer panel that glowed with all the possible colors of neon lights. It was the main brain of the Flying Ferix spacecraft.

      “Well, now it's time to assemble a team!” Tomaka said.

      "Yes, I agree it's about time," Pitons said, and called the crew over the intercom.

      The hatch opened and the flight engineer entered the room. The middle-aged man is a cheerful but quiet man. He didn't seem to be interested in anything other than a screwdriver. However, his recommendation is good, he knows a lot about his business.

      “I finished the panel, the wiring warmed up, now it's normal. I changed a couple of wires, I'm allowed to fly, " the flight engineer said, holding two flight logs.

      "All right, we're waiting for the others," the commander said.

      "Trimon, are you ready to give me the preflight report?" Pitons asked.

      "Yes, I have prepared everything and indicated it in these reports," said Trimon, and handed them to Pitons. He scanned the notes carefully, and Trimon turned his attention to the door.

      The hatch opened, and Vella passed, followed by the copilot, who gave way to the woman, and the passageway closed. Before that, they had met in the hallway, where he had said to Vella, perhaps a little more than the usual decency-a compliment. This is evident from the way she entered the command post "was a little confused and her face was glowing a non-permanent shade of pink." Timba was like a heroically pompous male flirting with a female.

      The crew gathered in the command room completely, five people, now it was necessary to conduct, who is more convenient to call a briefing or briefing, we are closer to the pre-flight divorce. From words to separate, theoretically, the staff to official places. Explain to people their work responsibilities, as well as, in case of unforeseen and emergency circumstances, what actions they will have to perform.

      In a developed mental Civilization, there is a "negotiation table", Raybone it too, but the shape resembles a star and the number of rays in it, depends on the number of participants in the conversation. When they sit between the beams, on a flying soft disk, the distance is closer and it turns out to conduct a convenient dialogue improving the result. A table in the command center of the Flying Ferix spacecraft, with ten beams, half for the flight crew, and the rest for possible negotiators. The star table is located in the center of the room, and a powerful laser projector controlled by a computer brain is installed in the center of it. Sitting at the "round table", you get to a business conversation and you have access to the universal information that has spread like a web around the entire space, built into the General information system – the space library. Although the distances are long, code signs instantly pass between computers, helping people both in business and in their leisure time. You can say sitting at home, order a romantic dinner, on some planet Zigi-Zigi, in another galaxy. Then immediately pay and get a "green ticket" by downloading it to your card and using it for payment.

      “So, the team is all assembled, we can start a General divorce,” said Tomaka, taking the conditional main place of the "round table". The rest of the crew settled down to their jobs, according to the name signs.

      To Tomaka right sat Pitons, his side of the table closest to the commander, and further away from Him sat Timba, Trimon, and Vella. They were all on the same right side of the round table,and Tomaka looked at the small monitor mounted on its right arm, calculating in his mind the remaining time before departure.

      “You, every expert in your work, have any notes and suggestions, please let us know now. Then, you will have to cope with the improvised forces in the sky!” Halliford warned, looking around the team.

      "Timba and Trimon have reported that the ship is ready for flight," Pitons said, looking Tomaka in the eye and then turning his gaze to Vella. Tomaka turned his questioning gaze to СКАЧАТЬ