Текст книги "RIDDLE OF THE DEVIL"

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. HEAD NO. 10.

   Best of all sudden escapes are successful, as a rule. Artyom and to Gardens could already get slippery solution that allowed them to pull out, having made efforts, hands from fetters. But while it was of no use, the main problem to reach the highest rock, remained still not solved.

  One more boy wanted to join escape. The thin, exhausted fellow of years of twelve, with the shaven lucid mind covered with shishechka and scars from blows of cruel supervisors. Though wounds in this world also heal quickly, but beat this boy too often. As if it, in something especially, was allocated. Artem wanted to provide him chance also.

  The boy, having learned about escape, told in confidence the new friends:

  – I, in antecedents, was a terrorist and five times ran from prisons ... I can share experience.

  Artyom asked a silly question:

  – For it you are also beaten so often the head?

  The boy, reflex having pressed a neck in shoulders, waved with the head:

  – No! It is revenge for attempt of attack on a bee goat. Besides, I was already interrogated on a rack ...

  To gardens noticed:

  – Here not all remember the past, but, probably, do not sit for anything!

  The Belobry boy heaved a deep sigh:

  – Punishment after death exists ... But I believe in the termination of torments and hope for the better life!

  Three together it is even heavier to run, than together. But the plan of the young terrorist-prisoner was based on experience of former escapes. Namely, to try to deafen someone from security guards and to change clothes in its camouflage. Further, the boy offered that the security guard will carry out them in handcuffs to the vehicle. Or together, or on one!

  The plan differed in impudence and seemed quite real, so couple of bees watched for the sleeping boys prisoners, but at the same time, they not against to have a sleep.

  Artem suggested to bring all children. What they would not be sinners in antecedents, but already wholly paid off on this cruel penal servitude. And apparently, the majority of them remember nothing the past. Behave as natural children. The boy, that joined them, admitted too:

  – And I remembered the past not at once. Some time as if was in a light slumber. Stuck, received the poor soldering and lashes. But when suddenly again realized himself the man, years so for forty, remembered the death during detention, ... And last acts, so weight of sufferings increased repeatedly!

  Artyom then asked, what most of all arose:

  – You are not an Islamist?

  The boy negatively shook the head:

  – No, I am not an idiot to kill for Allah! – And suddenly the boy has childly a little cry. – I, what is even worse, conducted terrorist attacks for money. Liked to kill and intimidate people ...

  To gardens strictly noticed:

  – You would be better the Islamist! Then, having escaped from here, would go to itself to paradise with harems ... And so, it is unknown where to go!

  The former mercenary unexpectedly admitted:

  – I here, strangely enough, most of all feared a non-existence. And here again you live and, on the, it is even better, than on Earth.

  Artem was surprised and asked:

  – And than here it is better?

  Tow-haired, in cones, admitted:

  – There are no diseases, colds, holes in teeth, pressure and other ... Except for a beating, the main trouble, it of course, routine boredom ... But, there is a hope, term will come to an end and ahead there will be the whole life. We do not grow old in this place and in it there is a chance!

  Willingly confirmed to gardens:

  – Truly! Here physically you feel far better, than on Earth, especially in old age, and there is no that exhausting responsibility, or threat from a two-stuffy environment. You know, the creator of this place on the is humane!

  Artyom discontentedly muttered:

  – Such humanity to da Hitler in a throat!

  Next day again work. And it must be said, not so painful for the strengthened muscles of the boy. Really, already you feel obvious boredom and rare blows as a lash seem almost a joy. But here thoughts, desires, emotions they torment you.

  Here and parents were remembered. It is strange that just now. Before as if from the head took off. But can too already everything is unreal was around, Here now, for example, hot, four stars still on Acceptable give light. Not so that exhausted you, but nevertheless ... There is a wish to call mother and to burst into tears. Or to look, something new according to video. To play on the computer ... And here you transfer beams what primitive for the empire with aircraft is better terrestrial.

  Escape was decided to be made in the next night. Though there is a lot of reefs. In particular, bees security guards are larger, than children prisoners. And as they having changed clothes will look. Well on a muzzle it is possible to pull still a mask, or .... The boy terrorist suggested to cut off an ugly face and to stick on himself. But also it could look not natural. Plus, still to neutralize protection without noise ...

  To gardens seriously believed that their masquerade will be easily exposed even if it will manage to be set on the head something heavy to calm an insect. Though the idea with disguise, looks invitingly. Artyom, in particular, made supervision: where there is a parking with the flying cars. There at once two news: good – nearby park. Bad – in protection the fighting robot. Similar something on cars that is drawn in fantastic comics

  And with six guns ... So at once, it is impossible to take. However, Artem noticed in it and plus: there are even no live bees need in protection to put. Everything will make the robot. And an electronic large object, sometimes it is simpler to carry out, than humanoid jailers.

  Artyom returned from work in good mood, Considerably became cheerful also to Gardens. The boy terrorist was beaten moderately. But to receive blows in the shaven head, Artyom tried it too, the head cracks also a ring in ears. It is possible also brains here so of a pootbiv. Under a barefoot heel the artful prickle got. Externally, it as a floret an aster, but here instead of a velvet as will prick.

  The calloused sole in a disgusting way ached and scratched, the mood before escape considerably deteriorated. Especially as the main task to deceive the robot, remained not solved yet. And here escape was represented already by adventure, without chances.

  To gardens began to hesitate too and even offered:

  – Perhaps to the Ibis escape! We Otmuchatsya, we will be let out from here and so!

  The boy terrorist doubted:

  – You so think?

  To gardens muttered:

  – Never I met ancient heroes or anti-heroes here ... A conclusion, not too long here pickle incorrect or villains.

  The boy, from the former terrorists, agreed:

  – And I noticed too ... But from it it is not easier for us! Can them shoot or to places it is worse?

  Began to Diskusirovat there is nothing. Artyom itself also already wanted changes. If death are not present what to them are afraid of? After a beating and a slave labor, you become more thick-skinned – well prison, so from it escape!

  When the dream at protection became deeper, children went to "hunting". Release from fetters took place quickly though and dislocated a thumb. But it is still trifles, to Gardens professionally set, and the boy, from among mercenaries, told the name:

  – Marcos I ... It is not so known in the world ... But believe, it is worse than much more famous Carlos.

  To gardens logically noticed:

  – I willingly would change the world popularity for a pure bed with the beautiful little girl near by!

  Near building it is not difficult to find the murder weapon. Heap bricks, and lomik, accidentally left, sticks out. Another matter, boar dog. There is one here, but ...

  Marcos on it noticed:

  – The dog is not dangerous when she sleeps!

  Artem grinned. It was his idea to throw the fish head to an animal. And to receive a sleepy potion from solder gumboil powder. Toxic this mix, they could be convinced of it. In the head that the insatiable creature swallowed, her or eternal, or temporary death.

  So the animal calmed down, and drones supervisors, having a little played on laptops, settled on air mattresses. And greedy embraces of Morpheus were not slow to capture them.

  Artyom, having felt in the hands lomik, first got under a wave of confidence in own forces. A pier to it all on a shoulder. But as the barefoot Trinity got closer to two sleeping security guards, heart of the boy fought more and stronger and is more disturbing. And business to set sleeping on the heads, it was represented not so simple. Even if they and insects.

  To gardens as the born murderer, felt quite surely. Though, nervous twitchings of lips of the boy dictator, squeezed out nervousness and at it once such terrible and dangerous governor.

  Marcos is a little not in himself too. Fear of cruel punishment, in case of a failure, fear for own skin and other reasons, lean, but sinewy children's legs of the experienced villain force to give away.

  Artyom hesitated for a time a little when it hanged with lomiky over the opponent. It that also is clear, to set on naked a reasonable creature hardly. Especially, when you hardly were fourteen years old. To gardens, with the dictatorial experience, had no hesitations. Having winked at Artyom, it set a pick the sleeping creature on the top.

  Dirty-brown blood and Artyom scattered, having blinked, synchronously struck. The drone security guard was in time, having used second fluctuation of the boy, to raise the head, but the edge of a lomik got it directly into a mouth. Having passed blow, the bee quietly howled, but Sadam's pick came to the rescue of Artyom. The former dictator knew where to beat and the victim calmed down at once.

  The boy, from the twenty first century, squeezed out from himself:

  – Well and a barrier before me ...

  To gardens indulgently grinned and patted the workmate sinewy shoulder:

  – Well nothing, we will consider that you already took it!

  – In the advance payment! – Indulgently Marcos added. And the boy mercenary seriously noticed. – The most difficult still ahead.

  Really, disguise was business difficult. A form much more, than the sizes of fourteen-year-old boys, quite ordinary for the age (though to Sadam, taking into account hell, already kind eighty years!). But somehow it was fastened. Most difficult with physiognomies. But here they used the chitinous cover removed from faces of the killed of insects. It at drones special, it is possible to remove from a plate ugly face as if a knightly helmet. But it was necessary to tinker, using a certain similarity of a knife. Sadam and Marcos worked professionally. The last, even decided to tell a little about the, not too known past.

  – For the first time, I killed in Vietnam. Then came to army of the USA as the volunteer. And the Vietnamese rebel fell a victim. The first, but not the last victim, though this unfortunate war already burned down. – Marcos dexterously scratched himself a barefoot, calloused foot on a hollow stomach. The fresh graze caused by rigid blow of a wire already managed to descend from it.

  Artem thought that Marcos, perhaps already paid for the crimes and has the right for escape. In case of capture, perhaps it would be waited on Earth by life imprisonment, but in the western prisons nevertheless is more comfortable, than here. Even if in the world where there are no diseases and colds!

  The camouflage on them looked not too naturally, but there's nothing to be done – growth did not leave. It was necessary to count, perhaps in front of the robot, somehow will manage.

  Threw with a chain Marcos and moved in handcuffs. Despite external humiliation, barefoot the boy it is far more convenient, than to them in sapozhishcha not by the size. And in general, Artyom hardly forced itself to get into a form of the drones killed with them. Even physically it is opposite though smelled of pollen, a muscat, and a little begun to rot meat – not the most terrible stench from what can be thought up.

  But all the same, it seemed to a naked body that you touch slime, especially to the person behind a mask of a chitinous cover. Artyom philosophically noticed:

  – Always for the sake of freedom it is necessary to get into others skin!!

  To gardens Hussein added:

  – And for the sake of the power too!

  The legs of Artyom which weaned from footwear, rubbed these big jack boots though they providently also enclosed in them burdocks. Artyom, suddenly for some reason remembered the book "Treasure island" rather even the movie. Here like Marcos, pirates on a leash conducted Jim Hawkins. And, though it is not shown in the movie, for certain the boy stamped barefoot as pirates took his boots. And in general, captured boys are undressed, as a rule. During a tropical heat it is undoubted more conveniently, than in blocks, but the naked sole feels all stones, prickles of the jungle. It is pleasant and it is at the same time dangerous. However, look under legs and enjoy freedom. In Moscow, so naturally, you do not walk on the nature.

  And Jim, feeling as the rope, and neck pain stretches, quickened the pace and pebbles pierced in a sole stronger, can they were are heated on the sun, and the English boy from rather well-to-do family felt discomfort, without being accustomed. As well as at it, Artyom when a foot got off about the road. Fortunately not too stony. But very quickly he got used here. And Jimmy suffered, even began to limp. Caustically and painfully, and even the death ahead can: it is not necessary to pirates and Silver any more. And except death, also tortures are possible. Corsairs should find the hijacked ship. And then the ship's boy it is hitched up on a rack having twisted hands, and then as it is promised in the movie – will roast a heel fire flame. And the boy, without having sustained, will cry from wild pain. Then Silver will ask it the last question: where ship. And Jimmy as the true hero, will tell: No! And after the next blow will faint.

  Artyom corrected itself here:

  – Not Jimmy, but Jim. It is simple in the black-and-white screen version, instead of the boy the ship's boy enlisted the little girl!

  To gardens to which, it was inconvenient too can even more than to Artyom as it stuck not one year the barefoot, half-naked boy on penal servitude, and almost weaned from normal clothes. And so Hussein asked the workmate:

  – You told something about little girls?

  Artyom, after this question, was confused a little:

  – Yes so, well about one girl!

  To gardens knowingly nodded:

  – I too often dream girls. My new body already rather adult to dream of a female ... But there is no opportunity, terrible loneliness. And only in a dream there are beautiful girls, and there is a discharge ...

  Artyom involuntarily reddened. Probably remembered own dreams and not only. Though here on penal servitude, somehow not too there was also a wish. Probably the organism did not manage to adapt to serious physical activity completely yet. And can and food affected, something it can be added to food.

  The held-down Marcos noticed:

  – And I and not really want though ... Very seldom rolls. But a body, it will define in many respects consciousness. Here, it seems, you are quite adult man, years in fifty the left world of living people. And here the physiology prevails, and involuntarily you begin to argue childly, catch on thought that though memory former, but you any more not such as earlier.

  To gardens Hussein noticed:

  – I grew up a little here therefore felt not only change of consciousness from return to the childhood even if and corporally, but also felt changes when the little boy became a teenager. – The former dictator and the charismatic leader, with some pleasure, added: – And I when I began to lose man's force, very much wanted to become a teenager again. To feel that heat in all veins and sexual insatiability. Here so happens – it was young and wanted love indefinitely, and it is not enough opportunities, especially if to consider strict customs of Islam. And when received everything and, especially without account of women, already former insatiability and thirst of pleasures evaporated.

  Marcos, jumping up on thin, sinewy legs, assumed:

  – And you probably very much regretted that you were not born the prince!

  Answered gardens it sincerely:

  – Yes and no! On the one hand descendants will tell – It reached everything itself, With another, of course in this case, the chasm of pleasures is opened by a seraglio.

  The boy dictator ambiguously grinned. Artem felt as the third wheel. These, even too adults, and between them the whole abyss in perception of the world and the universe. Especially Hussein who is once operating the whole country, nearly became the leader of the Muslim world. And it who? Simple school student moreover not excellent student. And here historic figures.

  The pride wave suddenly rolled on Artemka – but it together with them? Means, it is involved in people, great in the past. Here will return back, the school will not believe. It is necessary, from other world on Earth to bring something.

  For example, weapon. They have some automatic machines very similar on toy, made of plastic. But, apparently, strong, and shooting beams.

  To gardens seeing that Artyom began to stroke the weapon captured at drones, warned:

  – They have several modes of firing, from minimum, to maximum. And so you will not start it, the weapon on a safety lock so far.

  Artyom, with boyish curiosity, asked:

  – And it is possible to remove from a safety lock?

  To gardens, with some bitterness, noticed:

  – It is possible ... If you are a bee, then just put the finger there. And here to people is not present!

  Artyom remembered the movie here:

  – It is so possible to cut off a finger at drones!

  Marcos in disappointment gave a whistle:

  – Here you are fat! It was necessary to make at once so!

  To gardens too fiercely was annoyed with himself that such simple thought did not come to its mind. But otmuchivshis, it is more than an hour in someone else's clothes and having rubbed till it bleeds legs, there was no wish to come back.

  The boy dictator muttered:

  – Already came! Late!

  Marcos looked back and offered:

  – I can run!

  To gardens negatively shook the head:

  – We are already seen by the robot ... Go as the convict!

  Marcos bent the head and stooped thin, with speakers on clavicles veins, shoulders. Sharp shovels of a distressful back reminded wings, and a set of traces from the blows as which well healed, and fresh, reminded the plowed field. Artem felt pity to the boy even if that and was a rare bastard in former life. But now, it is just the boy running from penal servitude where the attitude towards prisoners is similar to fascist concentration camps. And here involuntarily you forget about earlier done harm. And to Gardens that still the ghoul though in Russia at him there are a lot of admirers, but murder will out – rare on bloodthirstiness was an animal. Artyom that is not quite typical for boys of its age, vividly was interested in policy and, possessing ability to read very quickly, surely looked through all political news on the Internet and did not complain of memory. Unless objects which to it are uninteresting, remembered badly. But Artyom steadily handed over history on five and knew much more, than the school program provided. To gardens, shot a half of the relatives, including two zyatev, dissolving people alive in acid, was not a good guy. And in general, Americans had the moral right to overthrow it. Also do not happen then in Iraq of civil war, maybe in the world similar would be approved by all!

  On the other hand, experience showed that with Arabs often differently both it is impossible, and it was necessary to work with Stalin methods. So cruel and ambiguous personality, to Gardens.

  The robot on caterpillars looked the real giant – more largely than a mammoth. And probably, blasters of supervisors anyway against it would be powerless. So what welcome ...

  To gardens confident tone said:

  – It is entrusted to us to transfer especially dangerous criminal to a secret laboratory ...

  The robot thundered:

  – Documents on a convoy?

  Artyom as the bright school student, was:

  – It is too confidential project and a transfer it is made especially informally! The document transfer is excluded!

  The robot guided at them the eyes. The artificial intelligence with a scratch was scrolled though the processor, in principle, has to be powerful. Then the Cyborg asked:

  – Why such rumpled?

  Artem answered mechanically:

  – Confidential camouflage!

  To gardens added, hardly hiding, laughter:

  – Nobody has to know, about it the translation. And we should not be recognized, even on a percent share!

  The robot having a little hesitated for a time asked, and so that it it became hardly heard:

  – I can make request?

  Artyom rigidly answered:

  – It is absolutely excluded – any excess quanta of information!

  And then the giant robot was solved:

  – You pass and take the fastest and reliable transport.

  To gardens asked:

  – What will you recommend to us?

  – This! – The disk-shaped device was lit by easy blue light.

  To gardens it is pleased it was rushed forth, and Marcos squealed when handcuffs on hands and a neck stretched, he even fell, but right there jumped and rushed off for the former dictator. Artyom the doge added a step though understood that it is better to constrain itself not to draw excess attention to the person.

  But the robot, however, is also the robot, and desire somewhat quicker to execute the order to it it does not seem suspicious. Here even the entrance in diskolt opened – dump with the special task quicker.

  Now, can in operations and the most difficult stage, it is necessary to start the car and to depart. And how to make it if they are not familiar with the alien flying devices?

  Artyom, however, was and ordered to the robot:

  – Check of your memory – as such here devices are started?

  The electronic blockhead began to issue the instruction. Artem ordered:

  – Medleny!

  Communication worked perfectly. By the way, diskolt it was quite simple in management. Usual, very similar on what is used in game consoles, the joystick without wire, well several pedals of management on an emergency. Only one difficulty, is start of computer system. Here too it is necessary to put a finger, but ... The robot gave out that in case of emergency it is possible to do also without it. It is valid, possible to fly it is necessary not to drones, but other alien beings. So there is also an alternative start, the simple password.

  To gardens even giggled:

  – Well and a set – 12345. The imagination at bees is not big!

  Artyom logically noticed:

  – Can do it that it was easier to remember. Allies of drones can be rather stupid.

  Ingenious Marcos prompted:

  – And can and the weapon is also started?

  To gardens barked at the boy mercenary:

  – Yes be silent you!

  Artem giggled:

  – Let's check! Give me the joystick, I have more experience!

  Really, Artem adored aviasimulators, so quite coped with car. Only it could have very solid speed, exceeding sound to fifteen times in air, and close to light in vacuum.

  Marcos, monitoring indications of parameters of devices, noticed:

  – They overtook people ... Even it is a shame to me!

  To gardens reasonably consoled:

  – Time we carried out them, means it has to is a shame to be an insect.

  Artem wanted to ask the boy dictator where there is a big white rock, the biggest is more faithful, but noticed the card of navigation. And precisely, this sight is marked, and the movement of their diskolet is shown by a tiny, red point. So it is possible to do without inquiries so far. Why to prove to be the little child.

  The planet, by the way, happy big and it surprised Artyom a little. On it the cities megalopolises, with the people very similar to dummies or parodiyno the disciplined soldiers are located. But from where so much people undertake?

  Really on Earth there are a lot of any bastards what they are alloyed on the planet operated by Dzhabba the Corpse? Or here already absolutely other people. Can some space worlds from where there arrives material. And in general, whether it is hell? It seems the underworld so was not described. It is a lot of sun, the rich beautiful nature, and impious, in the form of children prisoners. Though the last is in own way logical if to consider an underworld, something like educational establishment.

  But Artyom cannot distract, or to be late near big cities where I advertize a cult of Dzhabba. In general, all this looks so enchantingly that the roof goes.

  The boy looked at the card. Closer and closer they to the enormous, white rock. Artyom began to get rid of a camouflage, and Marcos joyfully started giggling. To gardens, instead of pleasure, on the contrary, frowned:

  – So just to us will not allow to leave. So, the Subject, fasten a mask better again!

  The boy, with doubt, asked the dictator:

  – You think an ambush there?

  Confirmed to gardens:

  – The logic prompts – they have to security batteries near the rock just in case build.

  Marcos agreed with this assumption:

  – Yes it is the only way not simply from here to be winded, but also to get over in any point of the Universe.

  Artyom, having had a look at devices, noticed:

  – And it is possible to depart from this planet and on a diskoleta ... Only probably, even if under velocity of light to disperse, we risk from hunger will kick the bucket.

  Marcos with irony corrected:

  – And not once to die of hunger, reviving in painful spasms!

  To gardens interrupted, roughly knocked a boot:

  – Will be enough about unpleasant. I trust, we will be in Dzhinge soon and all our nightmares will be forgotten!

  Marcos, with doubt noticed:

  – To find a harem in an underworld? It already too cool!

  Artem wanted too, will be expressed by something, but was distracted by the whole cavalcade of fighting vehicles that flashed by the right board. They looked awful. Typical sharks barracudas, with guns and rockets suspended under fins. The boy was surprised where they fly. The planet seemingly monolithic and on it the guerrilla centers are not visible. Though what they being convicts, can about the let sublunary world know? Maybe really there is a strong underground that battles against a despotism of drones and mushroom toads!

  And on approach to the White Rock and really batteries with long-barreled guns and rockets settled down. So, in principle, would also have to be.

  Artyom however, counted that they will manage to do without firing though the couple of guns and was available for them. However here to carry diskolt quite really.

  Without waiting for the address the boy transferred to them:

  – An urgent task – do not send inquiries!

  Artem understood that it from his party a desperate bluff, but other exit was not. Calculation was based on reaction, in the countries where totalitarianism governs. And at such modes the habit – not to ask excess questions is perfectly developed.

  It is visible that on batteries there were fluctuations. Maybe really some special task. Especially as very clean, the most modern for this world diskolt the latest. A little for what it was sent to the white rock? Also do not ask excess questions – you will be more whole!

  To gardens whispered on an ear to Artyom:

  – Here so hold speed, they will not dare to detain us ...

  Perhaps, so it also happened. Simple bluff most and effective. But accident interfered. The truth a whimsical Pallada, worked end-to-end. The message that diskolt it is stolen, arrived to the moment when the three of runaway prisoners already jumped ridge. Hysterical peep was heard:

  – Stand, fly down!

  Artem cried out in reply:

  – We act under the personal order of Dzhabby!

  This, suddenly thrown joker, allowed to win time again. Fighters bees began to hesitate. Maybe really Dzhabba gave the order, about attack of this point on allegedly stolen diskolet. Intelligence agencies also can arrange all this.

  And their commander decided to make personal request to the dictator of planetary scale. But it is so simple not to contact the emperor. The secretary reported that he great does not want that he was disturbed on trifles. A pier you solve problems.

  With big delay, the commander demanded to stop diskolt. Artyom declared again:

  – It is impossible! The Dzhabba will tear off to all of us the heads ...

  To gardens admired game of Artyom:

  – Well, the young child, admit whom was in antecedents?

  The boy ignored. And on batteries fluctuated. The commander could not make the decision in any way. Both that, and another threatened with troubles. But if to bring down those who executed the personal order of Dzhabba then consequences will be worse than in case someone from numerous prisoners escapes. Especially, there are some rules, on an escape case ... So ...

  While below fluctuated, the edge of a diskolet was included into the soft shining field, it for a moment detained the car. Then passed in itself.

  The tender, female voice was heard:

  – In the intergalactic territory. Here the general rules and duties of the Universe work!

  To gardens with relief squeezed out from itself:

  – Really not a dream? Slipped!

  . HEAD NO. 11.

  More than a moment ago, the become stupid from frenzied rage, rowdy-dowdy boys became silent, despite the numerical superiority, began to recede slowly. Only one of them risked to rush on a female angel with a dagger. But barefoot fingers of the charming maiden threw in it a piece of the beaten-off tile. That got into a dagger handle, having forced to be deployed the weapon and to pierce in a chubby stomach. Wild shout, hard wounded hooligan, so worked on the others that careful retreat turned into general flight.