Another version of the novella for ChV-2

=============================================================================== | Forwarded by Vyacheslav Mednonogov (2:5030/362.4) | Area : ZX.SPECTRUM (ZX.SPECTRUM) | From : Andrew Savichev, 2:5020/400 (11 Nov 98 11:09) | To: All | Subj: Another version of the short story for ChV-2 =============================================================================== From: "Andrew Savichev" Reply-To: ms@satan.spb.su Hello, Vyacheslav! Unfortunately I can’t use soap and ask yours consent to this step of mine. Being impressed by your publication, I couldn’t resist writing an essay “on the topic.” I think the theme of betrayal is relevant in all centuries. Of course you won't redo the whole thing because of this. game. But it would be nice to put exactly an ordinary earthly villain. We have such villains now no less than several hundred thousand per 6 billion. Let people not forget about them! Just like those traitors who betrayed and sold our Motherland, Russia. All of the following are free to use in your own way. discretion. I used a lot of phrases AND THE BASIC IDEA from your original text "Short stories for CV-2". I wish you STUNNING success for ChV-2! :) Best regards, Andrey Savichev Novella for ChV2. Many misfortunes have befallen the Earth over the past few for centuries. Who hasn't tried earthly strength?civilization: first the Kungs, then the Martians from Cydonia, then terrible sea creatures, so disgusting that the name that They named them and tried to forget them as quickly as possible. However People turned out to be tenacious and savvy. Not only did we win uninvited guests, but also adopted from them all the most necessary things - knowledge and technology. The grace of prosperity on earth was reward for all previous ordeals. There were no more wars, diseases and famines. All earthlings enjoyed love, creativity and free labor. With the help of the wonders of new technologies, people conquered the entire solar system and finally went beyond its limits. Numerous settlers began to explore alien worlds, transforming planet after planet into a paradise similar to the one on earth. This has been the case for many decades... 2141 May, 12th Takenderoga, Artificial Moon of Pluto on the Borders Solar system. Uniform time: 01:22 Everything is immersed in a serene sleep. Children sleep, cuddling in their sleep favorite toys, their parents sleep after a stressful working day, lovers are sleeping, full of delivered friends friend with pleasure, soldiers sleep in the barracks, dreaming of left for the fulfillment of duty, desired, beautiful friends, convicts who received life imprisonment are sleepingnie and expelled forever from the Earth, their guards are sleeping, imagining myself on vacation on Earth, in the Canaries, with marvelous, busty beauties. Everyone can sleep peacefully: the equipment space tracking tour is reliable and trouble-free, combat lasers are aimed at targets and will not allow them to approach dangerously close range no target. Only one person stays awake that night on Takenderoga. He alone knows WHAT will happen this night. Sitting in preparation At the local shelter, Greg took out a flashlight and illuminated the case with it. Having opened it, quickly typing the lock code, he intently looked at the highly accurate atomic clocks. It's time. A few light taps of your fingers on the keyboard and... “This is how earthly glory passes,” he said with an evil grin. Gregory. Quickly getting up and packing his disproportionate folded his torso into a protective shell, he managed to save his vile little soul, because in a few moments the whole Takenderoga has become a living hell. Disarmed in in the blink of an eye, the space combat base became easy prey unknown merciless enemy. Huge black shadows swept across the Takenderoga firmament, but in response to death falling from the sky not a word was heard one salvo, not a single laser turned a single foreign planetary spaceship in a flaming torch.The Tecanderoga colony ceased to exist, becoming into a synthetic crust frozen as if after a volcanic eruption ical monolith made of metals, stone, plastic and whatever were once living people. The air is other than suffocating There was not a single smell left of the acrid smoke of the crematorium. The wind blew thick black ash across the deserted asteroid. A few hours later, the rearguard starship took over board with the help of a descent capsule of the hero of this holiday death. An armada of enemy starships, dispersed throughout the celestial sphere, inexorably moving towards the Blue planet. -------------------------------------------------------------- -+- ifmail v.2.14dev2 + Origin: Private Account (2:5020/400@fidonet) ===========ReadMeAgain====================================================================== Get Msg, All! Warm greetings, Slava!