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Corporation 50
From the very morning there was such stuffiness that you could not even leave the barracks. As soon as the relatively dry March ended, it began to pour here almost without interruption. If the clouds parted even a little, it became even worse - it was completely impossible for a person who was familiar only with the air-conditioned coolness of urban agglomerations to adapt to the forty-degree heat with one hundred percent humidity.However, in the end everyone got used to it. And mosquito squadrons trying to devour you at the slightest attempt to get out into the open. These bit directly, through half a centimeter of hebe, eating almost to the bone. And to the legendary African "shots" - a dray cocktail of vaccines against all sorts of rubbish that was found in local swamps - which it is not clear what they did more effectively, treated or crippled. In general, the local temperature and humidity were not the most formidable weapons against the stray gentleman who happened to be here b
Corporation 51
You stupid piece of iron, here he is watching with his own eyes how that same board continues to move further and further away from the designated corridor to the west, continuing to ignore Bogdan's warnings.The last effort to bring the incident to a peaceful end was to still try to contact the living personnel of Juba's control zeppelin. However, everything was useless, even if they answered in the end in a broken, but at least slightly conventional “Afro”, but they did not confirm the information, according to their information, there were no deviations from the course either.Rusu cut off the connection with a sigh. Well, he didn’t go crazy and he didn’t wonder. Having reconfigured the high-altitude reconnaissance aircraft to track the target, which was just crossing the territory of the Garamba National Park at a marching echelon of thirty kilometers, Bogdan immediately became convinced that here it was, the board, was heading straight for Yirol.In the control room of the flight
Corporation 52
Comunidades Rocinha woke up in the morning like a patient coming out of a coma - not so much waking up as returning to life, slowly receding from the black edge of the night, behind which is only the impenetrable darkness of eternal silence.Even the cold glare of the wandering electric light penetrating the human anthill in the night did not brighten up the deathly lifelessness into which the communidades plunged after sunset. In fact, this swarm of fireflies, scurrying between luridly built on top of each other, half-abandoned self-made human colonies, remained the only tribute to the life that once boiled around, which remained noticeable to an outside observer. Otherwise, only the bluish Cherenkov glow of the sky on a rainy night could diversify the dreary silence of the extinct favela.No, people still lived here, the bowl-shaped valley at the foot of Ponta das Andorinhas still enjoyed its once infamous, attracting biohackers, crypto-farmers and other rabble from all over Rio, wh
Corporation 53
Eleanor frowned. She liked what was happening less and less. You have to be blind not to see a heavy power holster with a retract-return mechanism under the arm of a deconesido. If desired, the barrel could be in the hands of a stranger in a split second. Madre mia, what diabos is going on here at all?“Hey, kid, stop siphoning, you’re not at your checkout.Eleanor sighed, Pita would no longer mind his own business, I also found a defender, his snot can be beaten. However, Desconesido did not pay the slightest attention to all the invectives.“So, señora, can I count on a little help from you?”“Depending on what we are talking about, our capabilities are very limited.- Business conversation, respect. You have on board,” the deconesido nodded in the direction of the Abrigo, “you have a third-class universal bioreactor that is quite capable of covering our current needs.- And what kind of drug do you need? Perhaps we have it in stock in the refrigerator, synthesis is not a quick busi
Corporation 54
The descent took place regularly, on five kamees in a corridor specially allocated for that, which, as if in itself, already caused a nervous itch in Kovalsky's palms. How many thousands of hours it takes to fly along black tracks to completely lose any idea of how it is in general to calmly, following the instructions of the dispatcher, enter from the halo orbit to the finish arc of the Lissajous orbit. Most navigators in the Sol systems, when you think about it, didn't feel anything else. Ever since the once-precious triproton began to sell on the inter-corporate market at the price of platinoids, even such a banal thing as a gravitational maneuver was now mentioned exclusively by old-school tracers that exchanged the second ten turns in the Kuiper belt. The youth habitually shuttled along the inner orbits on the active back and forth in comfortable conditions under gravity.With such skills, youngsters simply would not be smart enough to disobey the navigation cabin or, say, fa
Corporation 55
Here Kowalski almost stumbled. This conversation was clearly not intended for other people's ears, so why is the commander broadcasting all this to him? She could not turn on the channel by accident, she did not make such mistakes, it was simply impossible.Meanwhile, the egg-headed baby answered:- The reasons of Romulus are generally very few people understand, but yes, I know my goal. And I'll try to finish the job; I don't need to look back at my own sense of self-preservation. After all, I am no less interested in the successful outcome of our experience today. Behind him is much more than all the plans of Romulus or his Companions, behind him is our scientific career with my brother, and this for us is much more precious than life.- And it’s not scary to put all of it on a single experience?Scary is not the right word. But what are my options. The emitter exists in a single copy, it just so happened. If there were at least two of them in stock, we would have tried to play it s
Corporation 56
The outer edge of the hollow ended here as abruptly as night falls in deep space - once, and as if cut off with a knife. Just a second ago, the cone of the running searchlight rested against an even series of obliquely lined beds, where mechanical "argonauts" worked around the clock, and now under you, as far as the eye can see, there is only viscous blackness, in the bowels of which rare sparkles of deep "snow" only emphasized the deadly the lifelessness of this dense, terrifying nothingness.Divers of the old school called this view of the empty open space "blue", as if as a kind of mocking allegory for the state of nitrogen anesthesia - whoever caught it at least once will understand that, of course, the blue color did not spend the night so deeply. Five "ka" from the surface of the hydrosphere, here, even in the near-IR range, the sensors far from the rifts gave a uniform illumination of the background temperature of one and a half centigrades, and solar photons had not penetrated
Corporation 57
But Petra remained deaf to his sarcasm. Opening the door to the inner airlock, she waved him through. While the decompression was going on, both were silent. Just as silently and without saying a word at the exit, both turned into the second hatch to the left.It was quiet in the cabin-company, the usual twilight reigned there, and only in the corner quietly fiddled, rattling glasses, the robotic cleaner.— Now, probably, all flights will be canceled. The Argonauts will be lured there to wait.- Nothing, your "Argonauts" will not rust. They have a reserve resource for three months. Their cargo has been waiting for them for a million years, and it will still wait. The microtome does not go out at zero.- Yes I know. It's just infuriating that all this secrecy interferes with work.- Whom hinders, whom and does not hinder. You don’t think that all this colossus was built here for the sake of exploring the depths, in such and such a distance?“The Hamza Estuary is a natural phenomenon, a