" Perry Rhodan 1804 - Struggle To Survive" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

The warm zones were shining more brightly on the scanner. An alarm sounded on both Protos-class
ships. Disturbances in the planet's magnetic field were being registered.

"Get down there - fast!" Khan ordered. "Don't waste a second!"

The ships were still too high to be able to intervene effectively.

The ground beneath the group of Herreach began to move, then bent like the planks of a small cutter
in a typhoon.

"Hurry up!" the LFT Commissioner urged his pilots.

Bruno Drenderbaum said nothing. He knew only too well what was at stake now. He switched on the
external loudspeakers and the Translator.

"We will help you," his voice echoed across the plain. "Stay together so the ships can pick you up."

None of the Herreach reacted. Mute and blindly following their instinct, they hurried onwards. Some
turned towards the north, others towards the south, but their curving paths would all finish in the same
place.

"They're heading for the nearest city!" Khan exclaimed. "Can't they think of anything better to do than
flee to the worst place possible? This isn't natural."

"You may be right," was all Drenderbaum had to say. He knew his boss well enough to know Khan
was merely thinking out loud and didn't really expect an answer.

They both knew that the Herreach mentality and psychology were nothing like their own. The
Herreach were a race that had evolved almost in fast forward as the rest of the Solar System's inhabitants
watched, and had to be considered completely alien.

With new determination, Khan bent over the panel and manipulated the energy flow controls. "Hang
on, Bruno!"

The glider shot off to the side as Khan diverted a portion of the energy from the drive to the side
defence fields and the rear booster. An aura invisible in the normal visual range enveloped the underside
of the craft. As co-pilot, Drenderbaum reduced the thrust still further and gently righted the craft.

"More to the right!" Khan ordered. "Now lower! Still lower. A meter and a half above the ground.
Good. And now move slowly to the left."

Drenderbaum flew the glider without any assistance from the automatic controls. He preferred to rely
on himself in serious situations rather than depend on the reactions of a Syntronic. The glider approached
the running Herreach from the side and used its surrounding protective force-field to carefully nudge them
away. None of the beings even so much as turned a head. They went on running, their bodies and heads
bent slightly forward.

"This isn't accomplishing anything." The two men's glances met.

"I can see that." Cistolo Khan pursed his lips.