"L. E. Modesitt - Spec-Ops" - читать интересную книгу автора (Modesitt L E)

behind her. Suares followed deJahn. Esquival and Chihouly were behind him. The
OpsCon was Captain DiLayne. Narrow-faced former tech, she'd come up the long
way and never forgotten.

He dropped into the third seat, and linked. Tech deJahn.

Accepted. Flash background: S-wasps. Five swarms, seeded minus three
months, advanced growth, designed to inject superconductives into critical
components, relays, and certain bloc units. Power plant Tanshu-two. See plot.

Disorientation. Another mosaic view, with tiny lines everywhere, the result of
compound eyes with enhanced resolution. All he could "see" were trees and an open
field--no--what looked like a big flat pond, maybe an abandoned rice paddy, or a
fish farm--the Seasies still preferred real-enviro food.

Because the view was so distance-short, deJahn checked the mental side view,
noting the swarms' progress from where the nests had been seeded weeks earlier.
Another thirty minutes, according to the schedule.

Swarm one was flying ahead of schedule. A vague image of a black spider
and a sticky web slowed them.

He checked the side-screens. The rest of the spec-ops vectors were well
ahead. They should be.

Interrogative status? came from DiLayne.

On schedule. Green.

He had to keep a tight rein on the swarms, holding them back because the
early units were slower than on the schedule.

Even so, the first S-wasps hit the sonic screens, flared into chitinous
fragments. Minuscule needles pinged on his brain, and he created the image of sweet
raw meat. Had to hold back the S-wasps until the scroaches and snators dealt with
the guards and screens. Shouldn't be that many screens around an old power plant,
even one that generated some 600 megawatts.

Screens down. DiLayne's reminder came after deJahn had already vectored
his swarms toward the control centers.

From one composite image--swarm two--he could see/sense a handful of
technicians in white singlesuits scrambling for cover, diving away from the S-wasps.
A second image was a bank of equipment. He targeted the S-wasps into the
vulnerable crevices there.

His whole body convulsed. A sonic net--internal--had wiped out swarm five.

His eyes burned, and the side-plot was getting faint.