- My laboratory was lost, - Sidorov has told. - I could not differently.
Gorbovsky has sighed and has looked at Valkenshtejna. Valkenshtejn has told fastidiously: - Pojdemte, Leonid
- I could not differently, - Sidorov has obstinately repeated.
- It was necessary absolutely differently, - Gorbovsky has told. It has turned and has gone on a corridor.
Sidorov stood in the middle of a corridor and looked, how they leave three together: Bader and Valkenshtejn support
Gorbovsky under elbows. Then he has looked at the hand and has seen red drops on fingers. Then it has gone to a medical
compartment, adhering for a wall because it swung here and there. "I wanted, as it is better, - he thought. - same there was
the most important - to land. And I have brought containers with microfauna. I know, it is very valuable. And it too is very
valuable to Gorbovsky: after all Gorbovsky most should land and spend sooner or later spot-check after Vladislav. And
bacteria will kill him if I do not neutralise them. I have made that is necessary. On Vladislav, a planet of a blue star, there is a
life. Certainly, I have made that is necessary". He has some times whispered:" I have made that is necessary ". But he felt
that it not absolutely so. He has felt for the first time it there, below, when they stood near a starprobe vehicle on a belt in
raging oil and on horizon huge columns geysers rose, and Gorbovsky has asked it:" Well, also what you intend to undertake,
Michael Albertovich? ", and Valkenshtejn something has told in unfamiliar language and has got back in planetolet. Then he
has felt it when"Scythian-aleph", in the third time having come off a surface of a terrible planet, has again flopped in the oil
dirt, dumped by storm blow. And he felt it now.
- I wanted as better, - he has muffledly told to Dickson helping it to settle on a table.
- What? - Dickson has told.
- I should land, - Sidorov has told.
- Lie, - Dickson has told. He has grumbled: - Primitive enthusiasm...
Sidorov has seen, how the big white pear goes down from a ceiling. The pear has hung absolutely close, at the person,
before eyes dark stains have floated, has put ears, and suddenly a heavy bass has started singing Valkenshtejn: And if you
have not returned back Who would go forward? - Everybody... - Sidorov blindly has obstinately told. - any will go forward...
Dickson stood nearby and looked, how the thin brilliant needle of the cybersurgeon enters into the spoilt hand. "As it is a
lot of blood! - Dickson has thought. - It is a lot of. Gorbovsky has pulled out them in time. Be late it for half an hour, and the
boy never already would not recover any more. Well, yes Gorbovsky always comes back in time. And it is necessary.
Commandoes should come back, differently they would not be commandoes".
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