"002 The Third Power" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

helicopter?"
Reg nodded, quite surprised. "Of course. Why?"
"Later. Now we’ll let those 3 kites land, very gently. That’s the way. Push the
lever back a little. Half a G; that should do it. No, I’m afraid they are
falling too fast. A quarter gravity, so they’ll get at least a few bruises as
souvenirs and won’t believe it was nothing but a dream. Yes, that’s fine!"
In the meantime, Marshal Roon had reached the ground again. Completely beside
himself, he looked all around if in hopes of discovering the invisible giant who
had lifted him up. Buta’an landed a bit less gently on a rock, some thirty feet
to one side. His painful expression told everything. The pilot was in danger of
falling farthest. Fortunately, he had drifted over far enough so that now he
fell head over heels into the river; and because he was under only a quarter of
Earth’s gravity, he was swimming about like a cork, which undoubtedly
contributed to his confusion. He had dropped his machine gun quite some time
ago.
Perry shouted as loud as he could. "Marshall Roon, can you hear me?"
The marshall raised his fist and shook it menacingly. "You’ll pay bitterly for
that! What on Earth was that, some form of antigravity?"
"For a general, that’s pretty smart," Reg roared in high spirit, and slapped his
thighs. He seemed highly amused by the whole affair.
"Unless you order your troops to turn around, you’re in store for quite a lot of
such surprises," Perry said. "In our arsenal are weapons beyond even your
wildest dreams."
Perhaps he should have kept silent, but he wanted to ensure that the others
would behave more cautiously.
His revelation, however, achieved just the opposite effect, "Weapons, that’s
it," mumbled Roon, glancing quickly toward the younger chief of security. His
glance said, now we see how much your office and your information are worth!
Nothing whatsoever! I don’t know a thing about new American weapons capable of
nullifying gravity.
"Well what is it?" Reg bellowed gesticulating wildly. "Has this little trip
through the air left you speechless?"
Roon said something to the pilot, who had reached the shore and rejoined the
two. Perry had pushed the leaver of the neutralizer completely back, and normal
gravity was restored.
"Just a moment," Perry called out in warning when he saw the pilot move toward
the helicopter. "The aircraft remains here. It landed without permission on the
territory of our newly proclaimed power. The helicopter is hereby confiscated."
The marshall turned red. This was visible even at such a distance.
"Looks good on him," commented Reg. "I particularly like the contrast with his
gold uniform."
"How dare you!" roared Roon, quite beside himself. "I’ll"
He did not say what he would do. Major Buta’an whispered something to him.
"You’ll be hearing from me," Roon added quickly. He then turned, signalled the
major and the pilot over to him and marched off toward the distant mountains.
Meanwhile, the cloud of dust had come much closer.
Perry breathed a sigh of relief. "Well, that was our first encounter with the
Asiatic Federation. I’m not so eagerly anticipating the second. I’m afraid we’ll
have to switch on our force field. Since its radius of activity is about a mile
and a quarter, the river, part of the lakeshore, and the helicopter are