10_invid_invasion-第29章

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　turns；　dodging　explosions；　plumes　of　fire　and　dirt。

Rand　was　thinking　they　were　in　the　clear　when　the　carapaced　head　of　a　second　Invid　appeared　in　front　of　them；　pushing　itself　up　from　the　soft　forest　ground；　an　unearthly　land　crab。　Rook　tried　to　launch　the　Cyclone　over　the　thing　before　it　pleted　its　rise；　but　the　Invid　got　one　of　its　pincers　free　just　as　the　mecha　was　directly　overhead。　Rand　felt　the　jolt　as　the　alien's　claw　impacted　the　mecha；　and　the　next　thing　he　knew　he　was　on　his　butt　in　the　grass；　dazed；　Rook　similarly　postured　nearby。　The　Cyclone　was　nowhere　in　sight。

Rand　shook　his　head　clear　and　raised　the　helmet　faceshield。　〃We've　gotta　find　the　Cyc；〃　he　shouted　to　Rook。　〃Split　up。〃

Rook　got　to　her　feet；　Rand　waved　her　the　okay　sign　and　disappeared　into　the　brush。


Splitting　up　was　a　bad　idea；　Rand　told　himself　fifteen　minutes　later。　The　woods　were　thick；　impenetrable　in　places；　he　had　started　working　circles　to　fix　his　location；　but　he　soon　lost　track　of　his　own　center…along　with　Rook　and　the　missing　Cyclone。

He　was　close　to　the　hive　clearing　again；　removing　his　helmet；　when　he　heard　sounds　of　movement　close　by。　Rand　turned；　glimpsed　Colonel　Wolff；　and　almost　called　out　to　him。　But　something　made　him　pull　himself　into　concealment　at　the　last　moment。　Wolff　had　holstered　his　blaster　and　looked　as　though　he　were　waiting　for　a　delivery　of　some　kind。　A　Human…size　figure　was　walking　toward　Wolff；　but　it　was　still　too　far　off　for　Rand　to　get　a　good　look　at　it。　And　even　when　it　finally　approached　Wolff；　he　didn't　know　what　to　make　of　it。

Rand　had　his　H…90　aimed　at　the　thing　now：　It　was　taller　than　it　had　first　appeared；　perhaps　eight　feet　tall；　bipedal　and　suited　up　in　bulky　dark…colored　battle　armor。　The　creature's　head…if　that　was　indeed　its　head　and　not　some　kind　of　helmet…reminded　Rand　of　a　snail's　foot。　He　told　himself　that　it　had　to　be　an　Invid。　It　certainly　matched　Scott's　description　of　them；　but　Rand　had　for　so　long　e　to　think　of　the　aliens'　ships　as　the　creatures　themselves　that　his　mind　refused　to　accept　the　idea。

Then　Rand　saw　the　Invid　soldier　hand　Wolff　a　carry　pack　of　Protoculture　canisters。

He　was　tempted　to　kill　them　both…alien　and　traitor…but　knew　as　the　rage　spread　through　him　that　he　wanted　Wolff　to　know　who　was　taking　him　out　when　the　moment　came。

Rand　lowered　the　weapon　and　silently　began　to　work　his　way　toward　the　conspirators。　There　was　an　outcropping　of　rock　behind　Wolff；　Rand　made　his　way　to　the　top　of　this　while　the　Invid　walked　back　to　the　hive。　Wolff　had　the　Protoculture　and　was　about　to　return　to　his　Cyclone　when　Rand　surprised　him。

〃So　the　hero's　a　traitor；〃　Rand　said　from　the　outcropping；　his　blaster　aimed　down　at　Wolff。　Wolff　had　been　quick　to　raise　his　own　weapon；　but　Rand　went　on；　undaunted。　〃No　wonder　the　city's　full　of　laughing　soldiers…it's　so　safe　and　secure　now　that　you've　arrived。〃

Rand　risked　a　leap　and　in　a　moment　was　standing　face　to　face　with　Wolff；　who　had　yet　to　say　a　word。　〃The　Robotech　hero's　made　a　deal　with　the　Invid！　For　a　few　measly　canisters　of　Protoculture；　the　great　Jonathan　Wolff　leads　his　own　soldiers　to　the　Invid's　doorstep。　Isn't　that　it？〃

Wolff　fired。

The　low…charge　blast　caught　Rand　in　the　right　forearm　guard；　knocking　the　weapon　from　his　grip　and　sending　a　jolt　of　searing　heat　to　the　flesh　beneath　the　battle　armor。　He　went　down　on　one　knee；　as　much　from　surprise　as　pain；　and　stared　up　at　Wolff　in　disbelief。

〃Go　ahead　and　finish　me；〃　Rand　spat。　〃I　was　meant　to　be　Invid　bait　anyway。。。Just　like　Scott　and　all　the　others。。。It's　how　you　always　manage　to　return　in　one　piece　and　well　stocked　with　'Culture。。。〃

Wolff　put　the　short　muzzle　of　the　blaster　to　Rand's　head。　〃Easy；　boy；〃　he　warned　him。

Rand　was　shaking　uncontrollably　in　spite　of　his　best　efforts　to　contain　his　fear。　〃How　could　you　do　it？〃　he　asked　Wolff。　〃Scott　idolized　you。。。He　told　me　you'd　saved　his　life　once。〃

〃Now　you　know　about　the　dark　side　of　heroism；〃　Wolff　said　flatly。

Rand　could　feel　the　blaster's　priming　charge　grounding　on　his　skull。　He　wished　he　could　see　the　man's　eyes；　know　just　what　he　was　thinking。　〃I've　seen　it　before…everyone　out　to　save　their　own　necks；　trading　lives。。。But　why　you；　Wolff？　Why？〃

Wolff　retracted　the　blaster。　〃Because　they　can't　be　beaten。〃　He　sneered。　〃Because　it's　better　to　have　a　few　safe　towns　than　an　entire　planet　of　slaves。。。And　because。。。because　of　things　you　wouldn't　understand；　kid。〃

Rand　scowled。　〃You　better　kill　me；　Wolff；　because　I'm　gonna　see　to　it　that　you're　stopped。〃

Wolff　stepped　back　and　holstered　his　sidearm。　〃Go　ahead　and　tell　the　town。　See　if　they　believe　you。〃

Wolff　turned　and　hurried　off。


Rand　unfastened　the　scorched　battle　armor　from　his　forearm　while　he　watched　Wolff　leave。　Relieved　that　his　burns　weren't　as　serious　as　he　had　feared；　he　began　to　search　the　tall　grass　and　brush　for　his　blaster；　wondering　if　he　might　be　able　to　catch　up　with　Wolff　before　he　reached　the　Cyclones。

Go　ahead　and　tell　the　town；　Rand　recalled　Wolff　telling　him。　See　if　they　believe　you。

Suddenly　he　heard　Rook's　voice　and　looked　up。　Scott　was　with　her；　one　arm　draped　over　Rook's　shoulders　for　support。　His　battle　armor　was　blackened　in　places；　but　he　looked　otherwise　intact。

〃I　can't　believe　my　eyes；〃　Rand　said；　extending　his　hand　to　Scott。　〃Is　it　really　you？〃

〃Barely；〃　Scott　returned。

〃I　found　him　in　a　hole　in　the　ground。〃　Rook　laughed。

〃And　I　miss　it　already。〃　Scott　disengaged　himself　from　Rook　and　started　to　say　something　about　a　prehistoric…looking　creature　he　had　seen　while　in　hiding；　when　he　spied　Wolff　several　hundred　yards　off。　He　tried　a　shaky　step　in　that　direction　and　said　to　Rand；　〃Is　that　Colonel　Wolff？　He　came　back　to　look　for　me？〃

Rand　put　a　hand　out　to　restrain　him。　〃Let　him　go；　Scott。〃　Scott　looked　over　his　shoulder；　puzzled。　〃I've　got　something　to　tell　you；　and　you're　not　going　to　like　it。。。Wolff。。。Wolff's　a　traitor。　He's　got　an　arrangement　with　the　Invid…he's　been　trading　soldiers'　lives　for　Protoculture。〃

〃What　are　you　talking　about？〃　Scott's　eyes　were　flashing。

〃He's　a　traitor！　I　saw　him　with　my　own　eyes。　And　an　Invid；　Scott；　not　a　ship　but…〃

Rand　didn't　see　the　punch　ing。　Now；　lying　facedown　in　the　grass；　he　couldn't　even　remember　feeling　it。　〃You're　lying；　you　little　coward！〃　Scott　was　yelling。　Rand　rolled　over　and　sat　up；　feeling　a　slight　numbness　beginning　to　spread　across　his　jaw。　〃When　I　confronted　him；　he　didn't　deny　it。　I'm　telling　you；　we　were　both　led　out　here　to　be　killed。〃

Scott　roared　something　and　launched　himself；　but　Rook　stepped　in　his　way。　In　his　weakened　state　he　was　no　match　for　Rook　and　was　easily　held　back。　But　she　could　do　nothing　about　the　curses　he　was　hurling　Rand's　way。

All　at　once　a　fiery　explosion　effectively　erased　all　traces　of　the　struggle；　the　concussive　force　of　it　flattening　Rook　and　Scott　to　the　grass　on　either　side　of　Rand。　Through　the　smoke　the　three　could　see　Trooper　after　Trooper　issuing　from　the　ground　around　them；　blinding　globes　of　incipient　fire　at　the　tips　of　shoulder　cannons。

In　a　moment；　annihilation　discs　were　zipping　into　the　area；　pulverizing　rocks　and　roots　and　whatever　else　lay　in　their　path。　Rand　helped　Scott　make　it　to　the　safety　of　the　stone　outcropping；　while　Rook　laid　down　cover　fire　with　her　hand　blaster。

〃The　Cyclones…where　are　they？！〃　said　Scott。

Rook　indicated　a　direction。　〃I'll　see　if　I　can　slow　these　things　down　some。　Swing　back　around　and　pick　me　up。〃

Scott　and　Rand　signaled　their　assent　and　rushed　off；　crouching　as　they　ran。

Jonathan　Wolff　watched　them　from　another　part　of　the　forest。　He　was　surprised　to　see　that　Bernard　had　lived　and　was　strangely　relieved。　Nevertheless；　his　escape　had　been　but　a　minor　stay　of　execution；　for　there　were　at　least　six　Troopers　going　up　against　the　three　freedom　fighters。　Wolff　could　see　that　the　woman　was　remaining　behind　to　buy　time　for　her　rades。　But　even　if　the　other　two　were　fortunate　enough　to　make　it　to　their　Cyclones；　it　would　just　be　a　matter　of　time。

Unless　someone　came　to　their　aid　with　the　appropriate　firepower。

An　Alpha　fighter；　for　instance；　Wolff　said　to　himself。


Rand　got　to　the　Cyclone　first　and　doubled　back　to　pick　up　Rook　and　convey　her　to　the　waiting　red。　Afterward　he　launched　and　went　to　Battle　Armor　mode；　neatly　disposing　of　one　of　the　Troopers　with　a　single　shot　to　the　thing's　sensor。

Rook　and　Scott　were　similarly　reconfigured　now　and　going　after　a　second　alien。　Scott　dazzled　the　Trooper　with　in…close　fancy　flying；　then　boostered　up　and　away　from　its　pincer　swipes　to　loose　a　Scorpion；　which　the　creature　blocked　with　its　claw　armor。　In　return　the　Invid　pilot　loosed　a　volley　of　annihilation　discs　against　Scott；　but　in　so　doing　had　overlooked　Rook　and　the　missile　she　launched　straight　to　its　vulnerable　scanner。　The　Trooper　was　blown　to　pieces；　and　the　three　teammates　regrouped　on　the　ground。　The　woods　around　them　were　crawling　with　Invid。

〃We're　surrounded；〃　Rand　thought　to　point　out；　his　back　to　Rook　and　Scott。　〃Now　what　do　we　do？〃

〃What　we　always　do；〃　said　Scott；　almost　laughing。　〃Fight　our　way　out。　Now；　look　alive。〃

Rand　launched　first；　but　critically　misjudged　his　trajectory　and　ended　up　snagged　by　a　Trooper's　claw。　Scott　heard　his　desperate　cry　through　the　net；　but　even　before　he　could　think　about　how　to　free　his　friend；　a　bolt　out　of　the　blue　took　the　Invid's　pincer　off　at　the　elbow。　An　instant　later；　Scott　saw　the　Alpha　streak　overhead。　He　was　confused　until　he　heard　Rand　yell；　〃Wolff！　It's　gotta　be　him！〃

Wolff　had　the　VT　in　Guardian　mode。　Missiles　tore　from　undercarriage　launch　tubes；　detonating　like　geysers　of　fire　around　one　of　the　Troopers。　But　the　creature　survived　the　storm　and　struck　back。　Wolff　rolled　and　tumbled　the　fighter　through　a　steady　stream　of　discs　and　dropped　in　to　knock　the　troublemaker　off　its　feet。　He　then　switched　to　Battloid　mode　and　came　back　down　at　the　rest　of　them；　the　rifle/cannon　discharging　white　death　from　its　high…port　position。

There　were　two　Pincer　ships　in　the　skies　now；　and　Wolff　propelled　the　Alpha　up　to　deal　with　them。　One　of　the　Invid　had　barely　arrived　in　the　arena　when　it　was　disintegrated　by　a　flock　of　heat…seekers　Wolff　launched　from　the　Battloid's　shoulder　racks。

On　the　ground；　Scott　was　saying；　〃A　traitor　wouldn't　handle　an　Alpha　like　that。〃　He　and　the　others　had　followed　the　fight　and　were　now　in　the　arid　heights　west　of　the　base　escarpment。

Wolff　came　on　the　net　a　moment　later。　〃Just　thought　I'd　give　you　a　few　pointers；　flyboy。〃

〃Be　my　guest！〃　Scott　enthused。

Wolff　kept　the　VT　in　Battloid　configuration　to　take　out　the　second　Pincer　ship　before　moving　against　the　remaining　Troopers。　He　literally　stomped　one　of　these　senseless　by　bringing　the　mecha　down　full　force　on　the　alien's　head。　But　the　acrobatic　act　ended　up　costing　him　a　precious　few　seconds：　Wolff　pivoted　the　Battloid　in　time　to　deal　with　the　final　Invid；　but　not　before　the　Trooper　succeeded　in　holing　the　techno…knight　with　an　energy　bolt　that　passed　clear　through　it　like　a　flaming　spear。

Scott　watched　the　crippled　Battloid　go　down　on　one　knee；　then　reconfigure　to　Guardian　mode；　seemingly　of　its　own　accord。

〃Colonel　Wolff！〃　he　yelled；　running　over　to　the　fighter。　〃Are　you　all　right？〃

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