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OUTCAST 64
Hoth and his twelve thugs, all in black local police uniforms, briskly burst through the green doors and hurried down the gray carpet of the windowless corridor, lit by the dull light from the long lamps in the ceiling. Hot, shaved and trimmed, holding his hands on his belt, famously pulling his cap over his eyebrows, with an impudent smile loudly, laughing, addressed the dumbfounded three girls at the reception:- So, girls, get up, go out, line up at the wall - we prepare passports, medical books, - and looking down the stairs, he shouted to the guys in loincloths, - the boys are also going out to build, here, to the wall. Citizenship, registration, work permit?Former Antinarkom fighters stood up, some at the front door, some at the reception desk, the rest scattered - rummaging through tables, cabinets, refrigerators, tapping walls, looking under carpets, behind cabinets. The three of them went down the stairs with Hot to the black guys who were standing at the door to the basemen
OUTCAST 65
The glass doors rattled and fell down - the hooded boy accurately threw a heavy stone, the size of his head, a stone, the second one in the mask, with a crowbar, began to clean up the fragments sticking out of the door frames with a crowbar and a nasty rattle. Three men at that time were breaking through the window with a garbage container. Ringing and grinding, screeching and screaming were everywhere, the darkness was illuminated by the light of flashlights and mobile phones. The pogrom of the shopping center looked like a fun game, a team of rioters - about three hundred young people, mostly guys - broke doors and windows, breaking through the road. Behind them, a crowd of several thousand citizens raged and hooted, waiting for the passage to be broken, rooting for them, like at football.Behind the broken doors was a barricade hastily built by guards from cabinets and refrigerators. The guys with pieces of rebar in their hands rushed into the darkness, climbing over piles of boxes
OUTCAST 66
The strikes of the strategic complexes spread like fireballs, covering the western region of Balmant, where a power plant, a processing plant, communications centers, a cosmodrome and an airfield were concentrated. The strategic bombers of the enemy swam like red swallows on the monitor to the west and the center of the city. The air defense systems exploded with salutes, blue sparks flew up, several bombers were shot down, but most of them got where they wanted. Bomb boxes rained down on industrial areas, residential areas and the City. The boxes burst at a height of about a kilometer, throwing hundreds of heavy bombs into an area up to a square kilometer. The entire center of the metropolis dazzlingly flashed, became like an incandescent lamp, then wrapped in a crimson scarf, then a black bag.Air defense did not sleep, red swallows sometimes exploded and disappeared, but the deed was done. The city and the most important industrial complex lay in ruins. Tens of thousands of people
OUTCAST 67
“Come tonight, after 8. So far, without a camera and operators - one. First, I would like to discuss in general what we can do, what to talk about,” Bounty told Wagner by phone. Wagner went to his house in a taxi, leafing through the tape of the Florence Pulse group on the social network. Users posted dozens of posts with terrible videos of a crush on the outskirts of the square, where yesterday the "messiah" met with the people and distributed food.The poor and the sick were bursting along the avenues and alleys to the temple, in the frame there were trampled children and old people. The police worked hard, guarding everyone with sticks. At the ambulances, doctors dealt with hundreds of crippled people. There was blood on the pavement, on the hoods of cars, stretchers with several bodies lay in a row, their heads covered with sheets. None of the media did not let "it" on the air. Wagner cursed himself with the last words that he spent the entire time of the event next to the Bounty
OUTCAST 68
The collection of reserves of international peacekeeping forces came in handy. True, it was not really possible to conduct the exercises themselves, but the mobilized battalions and brigades turned out to be indispensable due to large-scale program failures. Somewhere it was necessary to suppress the riots, somewhere to strengthen the protection of especially dangerous facilities, and somewhere to eliminate the consequences of man-made disasters.Los Avalanes collapsed on the 2nd C of Cepheus, where an entire brigade was gathering, where the leadership of the Military Commission flew in. A metropolis with a population of 12 million was formed in one unkind moment. Of course, the TV channels have found the necessary number of experts, who are now judging and arguing in the programs, what are the reasons for this catastrophe. But no one could say anything sensible. In these two weeks that programs are crashing, all the rules of the game have already been violated. Just suddenly bam - an
OUTCAST 69
Ratmir saw right in front of his nose a glass indicator “Nuclear alarm!” burning red. In the commander's tower of the BMP, the signal was duplicated by mournful beeps. He stuck the earpiece to his ear - the same message went on at all frequencies: “Everyone! Prepare for a nuclear strike! Ratmir barked into the microphone, “Stop everyone! Turn off the engines, turn off all electronics, hide under the armor, raise the ejector shutters, turn on the collective protection system, put on personal protective equipment!The column of his battalion froze in the middle of the road. The people got down from the armor and took cover inside the armored vehicles. The hatches were hastily battened down, the pumps hummed, creating internal pressure. Ratmir, recalling the forgotten exercises at the school, pulled on rubber spacious boots-stockings, tied their tops with straps, put on a gas mask, threw on a rubber raincoat, fastening it on his chest, passing the strap between his legs, tied the skirts
OUTCAST 70
- So now what? Hot, taking off his cap with a shiny cockade and throwing it on the refrigerator, sat down on the reception desk.- And we did everything, - Wolverine smiled, putting a spear and a shield at the closet, - fire algorithms are activated, they can only be erased together with the entire Galaxy shell. Now the war of the gods, but this is no longer our business. The main thing is that we broke Grog's single plan, opened hundreds of doors to the future in addition to his door, thousands of scenarios will now begin to develop on their own. I have business with the algorithm of the arts, I have a separate agreement with his Goddess, I will help her scenarios. Your help is not needed, and you do not owe anything to anyone here.Looking into Hoth's and my bewildered eyes, Masa was surprised:- Don't you have anything to do? Now is a unique moment. All roads are open, all chances are in hand, re-deal of the deck. Go ahead, realize your dreams, pay debts that are frozen?Masa made
OUTCAST 71
Special Forces broke into the site at the last moment. Three dozen well-equipped fighters in black with shields and helmets-spheres, roughly working with rubber sticks and legs, cut through the crowd of local residents in a narrow column, stood in a ring around the Bounty, covering it with shields from above and covering it from all sides like a cocoon. If they were a couple of seconds late, something terrible would happen. Wagner already thought that the Bounty, and everyone who was nearby, including journalists, would now be torn to pieces. The people of Gofhall were beside themselves, there were thousands of them, and many of them had knives and even impressive cleavers.Only Bounty himself and Tanya, who, from an elite prostitute who killed the previous co-chair of the Judicial Commission, became his assistant, were tightly covered with armor. Wagner was outside the protected ring and miraculously managed to squat down. The stone that hit the shield could have gone to him. Bouncin