tz.cobra strike-第4章
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； the Tlossies will undoubtedly offer themselves as our agents to any other interested demesnes。〃
〃And if we like the deal； they'll offer us their services in finding new jobs；〃 Corwin nodded。 〃They pulled the same type of inducement scheme when we were first opening up trade with the Trofts generally； which is one reason they now handle so much of it。〃
〃All right；〃 Joshua shrugged。 〃Assume the offer's legitimate。 Are five planets of dubious value worth fighting a war for？ An unprovoked war； yet？〃
〃Flip that over； though；〃 Corwin said。 〃Suppose this new alien is a genuine and imminent threat。 Do we dare simply ignore it and hope it won't find us？ Maybe it would be better to take it out now while it can be done relatively easily。〃
〃And what does 〃relatively easily〃 mean？〃 Joshua countered。
Justin glanced at his mother's tight…lipped expression。 The pattern was now a familiar one： Corwin usually took the devil's advocate position in these round tables； which implied Jonny was leaning toward the nay side on the issue。 His reasons would be interesting to hear； but he was unlikely to voice them until the twins had had their say。 But Chrys might not be so reticent。 〃Mom； you haven't said anything yet。 How do you feel？〃
She looked at him； a tired smile touching the corners of her mouth。 〃With you about to bee a Cobra？ Of course I don't want to risk your life for worlds we won't even need for another millennium。 But aside from that emotional reaction； my logic center can't help but wonder why the Trofts want MS to do this。 They have a war machine the equal of the Dominion's…if they can't handle this alien threat； what do they expect 〃s to do？〃
Justin looked at Joshua； saw his own sudden thoughtfulness only hinted at in his brother's face。 Understandable； Justin knew much more about both Cobra capabilities and limitations than Joshua did。 He turned to his father； who seemed in turn to be watching him。 〃Odd；〃 he said。
〃Indeed；〃 Jonny agreed。 〃The only advantage Cobras have over bat…suited troops is the fact that our weapons are concealed。 It's hard to imagine a normal； non…guerrilla war where that's a deciding factor。〃
〃Of course； the nearest known bat suits are way over in the Dominion…〃 Corwin began。
〃But if they can hire us they can just as easily hire them；〃 Justin finished for him。 〃Right？〃
Corwin nodded。 〃Which leads me； at least； to only one answer for Mom's question。〃
There was a brief pause。 〃A test；〃 Joshua said at last。 〃They want another crack at seeing just how powerful Cobras really are。〃
Jonny nodded。 〃I can't see any other explanation。 Especially since the demesnes at this end of the Assemblage probably didn't have any direct contact with human forces during the war。 All they've got are the farside demesnes〃 reports； and they may think those are exaggerated。〃
〃So 。。。 what do we do？〃 Joshua asked。 〃Play it safe and say we're above mercenary work？〃
〃That would be my remendation；〃 his father sighed。 〃Unfortunately…well； you tell them； Corwin。〃
〃I took a quick sample of Council opinion right after the meeting；〃 Corwin said。 〃The eight syndics and two governors I talked to who'd followed this same line of reasoning were split straight down the middle on whether backing down would be a dangerous signal of weakness。〃
〃If we try it and fail； what kind of a signal is that？〃 Joshua snorted。
Justin looked at Corwin。 〃What about the other Cobras on the Council？〃 he asked。 〃Did you talk to them？〃
〃One of them； yes。 He was more interested in dis…
cussing the various modifications that would be needed to bring the Cobras back to full war footing。〃
〃Actually； it wouldn't take much more than a replacement of the optical enhancement system；〃 Jonny said。 〃The ones we've got now don't have the multiple targeting lock we'd need in bat。 We'd have to change the academic and some of the practical content of the training； too； but aside from that a changeover would be easy。 The nanoputers still carry all the bat reflex programming； certainly。〃
Justin's tongue swiped briefly at his lips。 bat reflexes。 The Cobra information packets were never quite that blunt； but that was； after all； what the Instant Defense Capabilities really were。 bat reflexes。 What had sounded perfectly reasonable for a one…on…one confrontation with a spine leopard didn't seem nearly as reliable for the confusion of full warfare。
Still 。。。 one of those same little puters had helped keep his father alive through three years of guerrilla war against the Trofts； his father and Cally Halloran and hundreds of others。 The puter； and the bone…strengthening laminae； and the servo motor network； and the lasers； and the sonics。。。。 He found his eyes ranging over his father's form as he catalogued the weaponry and equipment implanted there 。。。 the equipment that the surgeons at the Cobra Academy would start putting into his own body tomorrow 。。。
Someone was calling his name。 Snapping out of his reverie； Justin focused on his older brother。 〃Sorry；〃 he said。 〃Thoughts were elsewhere。 What did you say？〃
〃I was asking what you thought of the idea of being a mercenary； if that's what it ultimately boils down to；〃 Corwin said。 〃Ethically； I mean。〃
Justin shrugged unfortably； avoiding his mother's eyes。 〃Actually； it doesn't look to me like we can be pure mercenaries on this one。 We may be defend…ing the Worlds against an alien threat； we will be making a statement to the whole Troft Assemblage as to what kind of defensive capabilities we have here。 Either way； we're ultimately serving our own people 。。。 which is what Cobras are supposed to do。〃
〃In other words； you wouldn't mind going off to fight？〃 Chrys asked quietly。
Justin winced at her tone； but kept his voice steady。 〃I don't mind fighting if it's necessary。 But I don't think we should hand that decision to the Trofts； either。 The Council should get all the data on these aliens that we can and then make their decision without regard to these five planets being dangled in front of us。〃
In the kitchen a soft tone sounded。 〃Dinner time；〃 Jonny announced； levering himself carefully out of the couch。 〃And with the food es an end to political talk。 Thank you for your feedback…it's nice to know we have a family consensus on this。 Now hop to the kitchen and give your mother a hand。 Table needs setting； vegetables a final rinse； and I believe it's your turn； Corwin； to carve the roast。〃
Corwin nodded and headed for the kitchen； Joshua hard on his heels。 Chrys stayed at Jonny's side； and Justin lingered long enough to see his father fumble out his vials of pain pills。 The political talk is indeed over； he told himself。
Leaving his parents to themselves； he hurried toward the kitchen to assist his brothers。
Chapter 3
Sometime in the past year or two one of Aventine's violent springtime thunderstorms had swept this part of the Trappers Forest； and the region's highest hill had taken a real beating。 At least one tree had been blown to kindling by the lightning； six others had been knocked flat by either lightning or wind。 The result was a hilltop which； despite its lousy footing； provided a clear line of sight for thirty meters in every direction。 An unnecessary luxury for the average Cobra mand post 。。。 but then； the average Cobra mission didn't have civilian observers to watch out for； either。
Audio enhancers at full power； Almo Pyre sent his k gaze slowly around the edges of the informal clear…
* ing； acutely conscious of the middle…aged woman
？ standing at his side。 A civilian was bad enough； but to have one of Aventine's three governors out here was the sort of unnecessary…not to say damnfool… risk no Cobra leader in his right mind would take。 / should have left her behind； Pyre though irritably。 The official mayhem woutd've been nothing to what'll happen if she gets killed。
A soft hum…three brief notes…sounded from the receiver in his right ear： Winward had spotted one of their target spine leopards。 Pyre hummed an acknowledgement into the wire…mike curving along his cheek； adding an alert to the others。 Limited and sometimes awkward to use； the humming code had the advantage that it wasn't loud enough to kick in the cutoffs in th
