"Richard Hatch - Battlestar Galactica 5 - Paradis" - читать интересную книгу автора (Hatch Richard)

vast plain toward a purple mountain range. The experts had told him the
atmosphere was rich in oxygen and that the air was safe to breathe. But
they could not describe the morning fresh scent that Apollo let into his
cockpit as soon as he was low enough to depressurize and allow the
planet's air to ventilate his craft.
 There was always the risk of disease-bearing microorganisms but
nothing out of the ordinary showed up in the initial tests. They would have
to take the risk as they so often did. Considering the different
environments the Colonials had survived in up to this point, the risk was
probably greater for the new worlds they entered than for themselves.

Gar'Tokk had taught Apollo to be philosophical about such matters.
The Noman had also instructed him in ways to respect new worlds as
much as could be reconciled with the exigencies of survival.

After what the Colonials did to the Nomen, Apollo did well to listen.

A sudden gust of fierce wind made the Viper dance. It helped remind
him that he wasn't merely sightseeing. He used his comlink and
communicated with Athena.

"I'm headed for the coordinates where you said there is evidence of the
greatest concentration of humanoid habitation. I'm counting on your
assessment that I won't be running into a ground-to-air missile!"

She chuckled. "If they shoot anything at you, it won't be more than a
spear or an arrow."

He smiled inside his helm. "That might not be as trivial as you think.
I've seen some pretty sturdy trees down here."

"Have you seen any sturdy animals?"

"Feathered flyers that look like birds, a flock of 'em. They were pretty
large."

"Were they pretty, too?" Athena asked.

"Yeah. Beautiful!"

"Koren wants to know if you run into any monsters."

"Tell my boy that when we encounter monsters they usually come in our
size, fly spaceships and shoot at us. I'd trade them all in for some gentle
giants that just want to eat us!"

"I know what you mean," his sister agreed. "Analysis suggests this
planet is rich in minerals and energy, not to mention natural foods."
 Apollo bit his lower lip. "Sounds like we're going to be doing the
eating."