The Verge Of An Empire

64

– How do you like it?

My friend's voice struck me as inappropriately joyful. He walked, holding in his hands something that I, as a military man, could not help but recognize as a weapon. A grotesque weapon assembled from many parts, shining with copper, nickel, with small blinking lights screwed into the body, and bundles of insulated wires stretching from the weapon itself to the dorsal backpack-generator. Yes, I recognized the generator in this thing by the characteristic hum and discharges of electricity running between the two antennas sticking out of it. It's hard to imagine how heavy this generator must be! However, it is just tiny compared to ordinary colossus, weighing tons!

“How do you like my electric gun, huh?”

“This thing looks like a hand-held antenna with bulbs.

- In principle ... In principle, it is!

- Have you tried it?

- I'm going to!

- And the spine does not crack? Is that the generator behind you?

Inch shrugged.

- Yes, it is heavy, but do not hesitate, when I final