michael crichton.congo-第57章

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　Five　minutes　later；　the　gorillas　attacked。
　
　The　rain　masked　their　approach；　they　seemed　to　burst　out　of　nowhere；　striking　the　fence　from　three　directions　simultaneously。　From　that　first　moment；　Elliot　realized　the　attack　would　be　unlike　the　others。　The　gorillas　had　learned　from　the　earlier　assaults；　and　now　were　intent　on　finishing　the　job。
　Primate　attack　animals；　trained　for　cunning　and　viciousness：　even　though　that　was　Elliot's　own　assessment；　he　was　astonished　to　see　the　proof　in　front　of　him。　The　gorillas　charged　in　waves；　like　disciplined　shock　troops。　Yet　he　found　it　more　horrifying　than　an　attack　by　human　troops。　lb　them　we　are　just　animals；　he　thought。　An　alien　species；　for　which　they　have　no　feeling。　We　are　just　pests　to　be　eliminated。
　These　gorillas　did　not　care　why　human　beings　were　there；　or　what　reasons　had　brought　them　to　the　Congo。　They　were　not　killing　for　food；　or　defense；　or　protection　of　their　young。
　They　were　killing　because　they　were　trained　to　kill。
　The　attack　proceeded　with　stunning　swiftness。　Within　seconds；　the　gorillas　had　breached　the　perimeter　and　trampled　the　mesh　fence　into　the　mud。　Unchecked；　they　rushed　into　the　pound；　grunting　and　roaring。　The　driving　rain　matted　their　hair；　giving　them　a　sleek；　menacing　appearance　in　the　red　night　lights。　Elliot　saw　ten　or　fifteen　animals　inside　the　pound；　trampling　the　tents　and　attacking　the　people。　Azizi　was　killed　immediately；　his　skull　crushed　between　paddles。
　Munro；　Kahega；　and　Ross　all　fired　laser　bursts；　but　in　the　confusion　and　poor　visibility　their　effectiveness　was　limited。　The　laser　beams　fragmented　in　the　slashing　rain；　the　tracer　bullets　hissed　and　sputtered。　One　of　the　RFSDs　went　haywire；　the　barrel　swinging　in　wide　arcs；　bullets　spitting　out　in　all　directions；　while　everyone　dived　into　the　mud。　Several　gorillas　were　killed　by　the　RFSD　bursts；　clutching　their　chests　in　a　bizarre　mimicry　of　human　death。
　Elliot　turned　back　to　the　recording　equipment　and　Amy　flung　herself　on　him；　panicked；　grunting　in　fear。　He　pushed　her　away　and　switched　on　the　tape　replay。
　By　now　the　gorillas　had　overwhelmed　everyone　in　the　camp。　Munro　lay　on　his　back；　a　gorilla　on　top　of　him。…　Ross　was　nowhere　to　be　seen。　Kahega　had　a　gorilla　clinging　to　his　chest　as　he　rolled　in　the　mud。　Elliot　was　hardly　aware　of　the　hideous　scratching　sounds　now　emanating　from　the　loudspeaker；　and　the　gorillas　themselves　paid　no　attention。
　Another　porter；　Muzezi；　screamed　as　he　stepped　in　front　of　a　firing　RFSD；　his　frame　shook　with　the　impact。　of　the　bullets　and　he　fell　backward　to　the　ground；　his　body　smoking　from　the　tracers。　At　least　a　dozen　gorillas　were　dead　or　lying。　wounded　in　the　mud；　groaning。　The　haywire　RFSD　had　run　out　of　ammunition；　the　barrel　swung　back　and　forth；　the　empty　chamber　clicking。　A。　gorilla　kicked　it　over；　and　it　lay　writhing　on　its　side　in　the　mud　like　a　living　thing　as　the　barrel　continued　to　swing。
　Elliot　saw　one　gorilla　crouched　over；　methodically　tearing　a　tent　apart；　shredding　the　silver　MyLar　into　strips。　Across　the　camp；　another　arrival　banged　aluminum　cook　pans　together；　as　if　they　were　metal　paddles。　More　gorillas　poured　into　the　pound；　ignoring　the　rasping　broadcast　sounds。
　He　saw　a　gorilla　pass　beneath　the　loudspeaker；　very　close；　and　pay　no　attention　at　all。　Elliot　had　the　sickening　realization　that　their　plan　had　failed。
　They　were　finished；　it　was　only　a　matter　of　time。　A　gorilla　charged　him；　bellowing　in　rage；　swinging　stone　paddles　wide。　Terrified；　Amy　threw　her　hands　over　Elliot's　eyes。　〃Amy！〃　he　shouted；　pulling　her　fingers　away；　expecting　to　feel　at　any　moment　the　impact　of　the　paddles　and　the　instant　of　blinding　pain。
　He　saw　the　gorilla　hearing　down　on　him。　He　tensed　his　body。　Six　feet　away；　the　charging　gorilla　stopped　so　abruptly　that　he　literally　skidded　in　the　mud　and　fell　backward。　He　sat　there　surprised；　cocking　his　head；　listening。
　Then　Elliot　realized　that　the　rain　had　nearly　stopped；　that　there　was　now　only　a　light　drizzle　sifting　down　over　the　campsite。　Looking　across　the　pound；　Elliot　saw　another　gorilla　stop　to　listen…then　another…and　another…and　another。　The　pound　took　on　the　quality　of　a　frozen　tableau；　as　the　gorillas　stood　silent　in　the　mist。
　They　were　listening　to　the　broadcast　sounds。
　He　held　his　breath；　not　daring　to　hope。　The　gorillas　seemed　uncertain；　confused　by　the　sounds　they　heard。　Yet　Elliot　sensed　that　at　any　moment　they　could　arrive　at　some　group　decision　and　resume　their　attack　with　the　same　intensity　as　before。
　That　did　not　happen。　The　gorillas　stepped　away　from　the　people；　listening。　Munro　scrambled　to　his　feet；　raising　his　gun　from　the　mud。　but　he　did　not　shoot；　the　gorilla　standing　over　him　seemed　to　be　in　a　trance；　to　have　forgotten　all　about　the　attack。
　In　the　gentle　rain；　with　the　flickering　night　lights；　the　gorillas　moved　away；　one　by　one。　They　seemed　perplexed；　off　balance。　The　rasping　continued　over　the　loudspeaker。
　The　gorillas　left；　moving　back　across　the　trampled　perimeter　fence；　disappearing　once　more　into　the　jungle。　And　then　the　expedition　members　were　alone；　staring　at　each　other；　shivering　in　the　misty　rain。　The　gorillas　were　gone。
　
　Twenty　minutes　later；　as　they　were　trying　to　rebuild　their　shattered　campsite；　the　rain　poured　down　again　with　unabated　fury。
　
　DAY　13：　MUKENKO
　June　25；　1979
　
　1。　Diamonds
　
　IN　THE　MORNING　A　FINE　LAYER　OF　BLACK　ASH　covered　the　campsite；　and　in　the　distance　Mukenko　was　belching　great　quantities　of　black　smoke。　Amy　tugged　at　Elliot's　sleeve。
　Leave　now；　she　signed　insistently。
　〃No；　Amy；〃　he　said。
　Nobody　in　the　expedition　was　in　a　mood　to　leave；　including　Elliot。　Upon　arising；　he　found　himself　thinking　of　additional　data　he　needed　before　leaving　Zinj。　Elliot　was　no
　longer　satisfied　with　a　skeleton　of　one　of　these　creatures；　like　men；　their　uniqueness　went　beyond　the　details　of　physical　structure　to　their　behavior。　Elliot　wanted　videotapes　of　the　gray　apes；　and　more　recordings　of　verbalizations。　And　Ross　was　more　determined　than　ever　to　find　the　diamonds；　with　Munro　no　less　interested。
　Leave　now。
　〃Why　leave　now？〃　he　asked　her。
　Earth　bad。　Leave　now。
　Elliot　had　no　experience　with　volcanic　activity；　but　what　he　saw　did　not　impress　him。　Mukenko　was　more　active　than　it　had　been　in　previous　days；　but　the　volcano　had　ejected　smoke　and　gas　since　their　first　arrival　in　Virunga。
　He　asked　Munro；　〃Is　there　any　danger？〃
　Munro　shrugged。　〃Kahega　thinks　so；　but　he　probably　just　wants　an　excuse　to　go　home。〃
　Amy　came　running　over　to　Munro　raising　her　arms；　slapping　them　down　on　the　earth　in　front　of　him。　Munro　recognized　this　as　her　desire　to　play；　he　laughed　and　began　to　tickle　Amy。　She　signed　to　him。
　〃What's　she　saying？〃　Munro　asked。　〃What　are　you　saying；　you　little　devil？〃
　Amy　grunted　with　pleasure；　and　continued　to　sign。
　〃She　says　leave　now；〃　Elliot　translated。
　Munro　stopped　tickling　her。　〃Does　she？〃　he　asked　sharply。　What　exactly　does　she　say？〃
　　Elliot　was　surprised　at　Munro's　seriousness…although　Amy　accepted　his　interest　in　her　munication　as　perfectly　proper。　She　signed　again；　more　slowly；　for　Munro's　benefit；　her　eyes　on　his　face。
　〃She　says　the　earth　is　bad。〃
　〃Hmm；〃　Munro　said。　〃Interesting。〃　He　glanced　at　Amy　and　then　at　his　watch。
　Amy　signed；　Nosehair　man　listen　Amy　go　home　now。
　〃She　says　you　listen　to　her　and　go　home　now；〃　Elliot　said。
　Munro　shrugged。　〃Tell　her　I　understand。〃
　Elliot　translated。　Amy　looked　unhappy；　and　did　not　sign　again。
　〃Where　is　Ross？〃　Munro　asked。
　〃Here；〃　Ross　said。
　〃Let's　get　moving；〃　Munro　said；　and　they　headed　for　the　lost　city。　Now　they　had　another　surprise…Amy　signed　she　was　ing　with　them；　and　she　hurried　to　catch　up　with　them。
　
　This　was　their　final　day　in　the　city；　and　all　the　participants　in　the　Congo　expedition　described　a　similar　reaction：　the　city；　which　had　been　so　mysterious　before；　was　somehow　stripped　of　its　mystery。　On　this　morning；　they　saw　the　city　for　what　it　was：　a　cluster　of　crumbling　old　buildings　in　a　hot　stinking　unfortable　jungle。
　They　all　found　it　tedious；　except　for　Munro。　Munro　was　worried。
　Elliot　was　bored；　talking　about　verbalizations　and　why　he　wanted　tape　recordings；　an