Illegal Aliens by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Science Fiction
ISBN: 9781933274133
Publisher: Scrybe Press
Published: 2008-02-15T05:00:00+00:00

16

Less than an hour later, in the underground command bunker of the FCT, the humans and visiting Gees were gathered around the linen-covered poker table to closely examine some of the more interesting artifacts taken from the All That Glitters.

Meanwhile, what remained of the Bloody Deckers was hauled off in chains to NATO HQ for a thorough debriefing and a jail sentence that could only be measured in radioactive half-lives. However, in the weeks to come, a statue would be erected in Central Park honoring the gang for saving mankind from Idow and his crew; a monument that was regularly defaced by the New 'tbrk citizenry—and cleaned by the local branch of the Hell's Angels Motorcycle Club.

Contemptuously, Sir John tossed the defense field generator onto the table with other belts, laser rifles, bits of warobot, and the remains of Boztwank's squirter. "A toy," he declared in an annoyed tone. "Useless. It was foolish of the aliens to depend on such a limited defense."

Dr. Wu took her accustomed seat between Bronson and Nicholi. "True," agreed the Chinese physicist. "A force shield that was proof against both energy and material weapons, similar to the dome that protects their ship, would have used a great deal of power. More than the field generators in the belt could readily supply. But since you could link either the shield or the field to the starship's reactor, who cares?"

"Lack of mobility?" guessed Prof. Rajavur, fingering the woven metal hem of the belt.

"How about a compromise, then," suggested General Bronson, grinding out his cigar butt in an ashtray. "A defense shield. literally. A round disk, say… a meter in diameter, anchored directly in front of you. Crouch down and you'd be safe from frontal attacks."

"Plus, you could stand and run, firing around the edges," added Nicholi, smiling broadly at the American general. "I like it, Wayne. I like it!"

Using a lint-free cloth, Dr. Wu wiped a smear of dried blood off the translucent crystal barrel of one of the laser rifles. She inspected the weapon's breech, and then held it to the overhead light. The barrel cast a rainbow pattern of colors across her face. "I wonder what a full laboratory analysis will reveal about the beam-focusing mechanism? Is it an electromagnetic prism assembly like Prof. Richard Hill of Boston University is working on, or something entirely new?"

Mentally, Rajavur made a note of the name so that he could requisition any available information on the man's research for her. Then he paused. On second thought, knowing Yuki, she had probably already requisitioned Hill himself as a lab assistant- "How long before you can make a report?" the Icelander asked his scientific advisor, hiding a smile.

"Twenty-four hours for the preliminary," she replied, primly crossing her legs and wondering what the gray-haired man found so amusing. "Sooner, with any luck. Interpol is sending an armored truck to collect these small items and carry them to the UN laboratory in Long Island."

With fingertip pressure, Mohad turned one of the defense fields' ON/OfFswitches.

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