tz.cobra strike-第66章
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〃And？〃
〃And if you can't do the studies themselves； the next best thing is to get the results；〃 he said。 〃And I think I know just where to find them。〃
〃We want it to be someone in authority； whose word the Qasaman leadership trusts；〃 Pyre warned the messenger； watching his words carefully。 〃We want to prove our people have acted humanely。〃
〃You invade our world and terrorize an entire village and then expect to earn a reputation as gentlemen？〃 the Qasaman spat； 〃You're in no position to make demands of us； but as it happens Moff is willing to acpany your escort to the village。 As a gesture of good faith only； of course。〃
〃Of course；〃 Pyre nodded。 Winward had called it correctly 。 。 。 and whatever Moff's own reasons for accepting the offer； he would soon be in their hands。
And at that point it would be up to McKinley and Winward。 Pyre hoped they could pull it off。
〃Two ； 。 。 one 。 。 。 mark。〃 Dan Rostin flipped the aircar's huge electromagnet off as； in perfect synch； Parker swung the little craft into the air。 Just in time： the flankers of the bololin herd thundering by grazed the aircar's underside with their dorsal quills。 Parker grabbed some more altitude and blew a drop of sweat from the tip of his nose。 〃Outrider…three to Telek；〃 he called toward the long…range mike。 〃Last course change plete。 Can you confirm the direction is right？〃
〃Telek here；〃 the governor's voice came back promptly。 〃Just a second … we're getting a reading from the Dewdrop。〃 There was a short pause。 〃Yes； confirmed。 Have they picked up speed for some reason？〃
〃They sure have；〃 Parker told her。 〃I think all these direction changes and field strength fluctuations are starting to get to them。 If they keep it up they'll pass the village in about fifty minutes。〃
〃Dewdrop gives us essentially the same number。 All right； I'll let gleaner…team know。 I hope it doesn't ruin their schedule。〃
〃So do I；〃 Parker snorted。 〃There's no way we're going to slow them down； that's for sure。〃
Telek sighed。 〃Yeah。 Well。。。 get back here； preferably without drawing attention to yourselves。 Don't worry about making good speed； it doesn't look like we'll be moving from here for quite some time。〃
Moff drove his car through the open village gate and then said his first words since leaving the Cobras〃 blockade： 〃Where now？〃
〃The mayoral building；〃 Justin told him。 〃It's ahead down the street and to the left。〃
The other nodded； and Justin sent a sidelong look at the Qasaman's face。 Moff hadn't seemed surprised to have Justin assigned as his escort； but then； little ever seemed to surprise him。 Even now； entering an enemy…held village； his face was impassive； only his darting eyes giving any indication of concern or worry。 〃Where are all the villagers？〃
Justin glanced around。 Except for a Cobra at each end of the block they were approaching； the streets were indeed deserted。 He put the question via municator to Winward。 〃They're all outside in the north and central parts of town；〃 he relayed the answer。
〃I'd like to see them before I speak to your leaders。〃
Justin shrugged； striving for unconcern。 They were on a tight schedule； but he couldn't tell Moff that。 〃Okay with me；〃 he said。 〃Just don't take too long。 I
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want the talks to get underway before anyone starts shooting out there again。〃
〃Our people won't start more fighting if yours don't。〃
Justin shrugged again and settled back to endure the detour。 He was supposed to try and get an inkling of what Moff was up to； but aside from spotting a likely recording device built into the Qasaman's mojo perch he hadn't seen any sort of equipment that could give him any hints。 The thought of the bacteriological attack on Cerenkov and Rynstadt on the last trip made his skin creep； despite the assurances by Telek and Winward that Moff was unlikely to risk his own life with such stuff when safer delivery methods existed。 The Aventinians〃 logic； he kept remembering； was required by no law of nature to be the same as the Qasamans'。
Moff drove them around a couple of corners…and there； indeed； were the villagers。
It looked like a giant in…town picnic； to Justin's eyes； with most of the adults sitting around in small groups while children played games around and among them。 At the edges of the square Cobras stood on guard。
〃The remainder are through the archway there？〃 Moff asked； pointing。
〃I think so； yes。〃
Without asking permission the Qasaman turned a corner and headed that way。 The rest of the villagers were in a smaller open area a couple of blocks further north； and Moff stopped as they came within sight of the crowd。 For a moment he looked them over； as if searching for mistreatment； and Justin noticed his shoulders turning slowly as he gave the recorder in his epaulet a sweep of the area。 Allowing the troops back at the blockade to see the villagers were all right； if the recorder was transmitting a live picture…
Justin felt his body stiffen。 No； not the villagers。 He watched the other's eyes； noted where they paused。 Moff was looking at the guards。
He was counting the Cobras。
Of course。 It was the same trick； turned inside…out； that he'd used to view the Dewdrop's interior when Joshua and York were allowed back inside。 Of the thirty Cobras in the village； Justin guessed about twenty were guarding the two groups of civilians…an absurdly small number for three thousand people； even given Cobra abilities。 Moff had surely noticed that； and would just as surely conclude that the total number of Cobras wasn't much higher than the number visible。
Or； in other words； that the gleaner…team was a sitting target。 Which implied 。。。 what？
Justin didn't know； but the others needed this information right away。 Pressing his mike surreptitiously against his lips； he began to whisper。
York shook his head； eyes hard on the display before him。 〃No helicopter movement I can see；〃 he told Telek。 〃You sure Moff's gadget isn't just recording？〃
〃We've found the transmission band it's using；〃 she said tightly。 〃What about other aircraft？ You said some fixed…wing craft had appeared on the Sollas airfield。〃
〃They're still there。 Almo still says no trouble at outrider…one's blockade？〃
〃Not unless they're sneaking troops in a wide circle around the area to head south on foot。〃 Telek's image shook its head。 〃You think they're just waiting until we're clear of the village？〃
York opened his mouth 。。。 and paused as a new thought struck him。 〃Tell me； does Moff seem to know his way around the village？〃
〃I'm sure they've got maps of the place in Sollas； yes；〃 she said dryly。
〃Right。 Now tell me where there's enough room in the village for a landing shuttle。〃
〃Why…〃 Telek broke off。 〃The area by the gate； and the two areas where we've got the villagers。〃
〃And Moff's seen all three；〃 York nodded grimly。 〃So he's now just confirmed what the helicopters last night probably reported： the gleaner…team has no ship standing close enough for a quick escape。〃
Telek let out a long； shuddering breath。 〃Damn。 Damn； and damn again。 No wonder he's not in any hurry to attack。 He wants another crack at a starship； and he wants his task force in reasonable bat shape when it shows up。 Hence the cease…fire。 Captain； what's our best possible time to the village？〃
〃From here； no less than thirty minutes；〃 Shepherd's voice came on。 〃The ship's not designed for extended high…speed atmospheric flight。〃
〃Half an hour；〃 York snorted。 〃We could drop down and reach them faster than that。〃
〃Except that there's no way you could stuff the fifty people from gleaner and outrider…one aboard and still lift；〃 Telek growled。 〃Well； gentlemen； we'd better figure something out； and fast。 Our best chance at a diversion's due to hit the village in just under forty minutes now。 Gleaner…team has to get out then。〃
Or； York added silently； they might not get out at all。 Gnawing at the inside of his cheek； he stared at the display and tried to think。
The Cobra at the mayoral building's entrance stepped aside as Moff and Justin came up。 〃They're waiting in the first office on your left；〃 he said； pulling open the door for them。 Out of Moff's sight as the Qasaman passed； his ha
