matter, MacGuire? You can call me Captain, Steiner, and yes. Bombs don't get stable when they get old. It's a two stage device. You carry the trigger separately. Without it, the bomb's just dead weight. - What type of trigger? - Mechanical. Place it in the device and turn it with a key... which we don't have. - You'll have to find it. - Are you kidding me with this guy? It looks like this and it should be in the Machine. And if we can't find it? Then the mission will fail... and every man, woman and child on this planet will die. Why don't we throw it down that big, fucking hole? The Machine is 10,000 years old. It has survived earthquakes... pressure changes, plate tectonics. Then why the fuck the bomb? Because, Corporal, one of us will place the bomb inside the machine. - The Deliverer? - That's right. What pendejo drew that short hair? I did. That's a very handy book, but we'll be doing some killing on our way down. Does your Chronicle offer any suggestions there? I can. Courtesy of the Bauhaus Corporation. Keep to the near wall. As you can see, individual bullets are largely useless. Mutants don't feel pain... or go into shock. How can it move at all? We believe there's changes to the mitochondria... which boost myofascial release. Cut a chicken's head off and watch it dance. How did you capture this thing? Our scientists requested a subject for tests. So, we went out with shock sticks and nets... the sticks were useless and those blades tore our nets like paper. We finally pinned this one under a tank. - How many men did you lose? - I didn't count. What's the fastest way to kill it? Catastrophic tissue damage, automatic small arms fire... usually a clip or more explosives. - What about Willy-Petes? - White phosphorous? And swords. Help me... Help me... There's somebody alive in there. You'll not receive the Sacrament? I'm not hungry. That man? He died. Did he say anything? He asked for forgiveness. Do you think inside every one of those things... I don't know. We can only pray that God is Merciful. No days like that. - Brother Samuel? - Captain? This is a list of supplies. We'll need them as soon as possible. This is a House of God. And we're going to die doing his work. For one thing, there is no alcohol here. You telling me, God don't drink? - That's for Communion. - This is communion. One last Mass, one last Communion. Severian, Guardian of the Chronicles... prepares to dress for battle. Bound by silence... she cannot voice the pain she feels... for leaving the only home she has ever known. And now, I must succeed where Man had failed. God help me... God help us all. Amen. It's time. Juba Kim Wu. Maximillian Von Steiner. Valerie Chinois Duval. John Patrick MacGuire. Jesus Alexandro Dominguin de Barrera. What? John Mitchell Hunter. Didn't know there were any left. Ever used one of these? On the bat a few times. Engine one hot. Engine two hot. Engine three rising. Engine four rising. Stokers, engine two hot. Boiler one, red line. Boiler two red line. Ready for launch. Sound all clear. You fought with Capitol's 101 in Africa, under Bishop. That's right. I was on the other side. Imperial Eights. I know. I'm glad to be fighting beside you on this one. Huh? I'm glad to be on the same side. What? - Power up one and two. - One and two. Power up three and four. What? Your fish. Kills. Every one of them. You're the shark. Death is the shark. I'm just a guy with a gun. Multiple contacts at 0-0-4 and 0-1-5. Escaping transport. They're getting the hell out of here. There goes all the money. Looks like we got on the wrong, fucking shuttle. You were born on the wrong, fucking shuttle. What crawled up your ass and died? Your Mother. No, my mother ------------------------------ Читайте также: - текст ...И правосудие для всех на английском - текст Зачарованная на английском - текст Торжество на английском - текст Агония на английском - текст Табор уходит в небо на английском |