Werevolka
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I want to describe a small episode from the recent battle. If it doesn't fit into the "official" version of what happened, it's not my fault. I believe that people should know the truth. ...
In a top-secret military bunker, deep underground, in one of the scientific laboratories.
With a quiet click, the lid of one of the "sarcophagi" opened. A fragile, slender girl, lying inside, took off her helmet and disconnected all the sensors one by one. She tossed the helmet aside with annoyance.
- No, it's still very inconvenient to control a dragon. It's not an anthropomorphic creature. Just the wings and tail are a problem!
On the monitors, a still frame of the end of the battle between the Dracoshkolich and a crowd of stoned mutants was displayed. It was clear that the dragon was badly damaged by blows from daggers to the flight muscles of its wings. Awkwardly, it flew towards its doom – to the ground. But the group of mutants was also significantly thinned out.
- Okay, Kosha, don't be so upset. After all, this time it turned out much better – you managed to hold out for almost 40 minutes. That's a record for now. Our engineers are already reassembling the next Dracoshkolich – they are increasing the strength of the wings, reinforcing the skull, and, most importantly, the teeth will now be made of siren-vampire alloy, which is 45% stronger than the old ones!
- That's great, now it will be enough to grab a monster with its teeth once, and pieces of them will fly off. There will be no need to chew them up!
And how are our other guys doing?
- Well, look: everyone is doing great so far.
Along the walls stood a long row of "sarcophagi," almost all of them were turned on, and inside lay specially trained people, controlling their "wards" – bio-robots, in short, super-creatures designed to liberate the world from the invasion of mutants and zombies caused by uncontrolled experiments with UG on the inhabitants of the conflict-ridden Veskerland.
The monitors reflected various scenes from epic battles: here, a huge half-wolf, half-man, scattered crowds of zombies with its gleaming claws; here, a bio-spider was packing them into its ultra-strong web. Dragons were diving from the sky, and huge bio-snakes and basilisks were bursting out of the ground.
- Yes, in a few more days, and we will win! Okay, I'll go to the gym for now; I hope that in an hour, my next Dracoshkolich will be ready for exploits!
Kosha cheerfully waved her light hair and headed for the exit.
- Bye! Be careful not to overdo it in the eastern martial arts, or we'll soon run out of sparring bio-robots!
The face of the speaker was not visible, but his voice conveyed the sincere affection he felt for this young, but so courageous and strong girl.
In a top-secret military bunker, deep underground, in one of the scientific laboratories.
With a quiet click, the lid of one of the "sarcophagi" opened. A fragile, slender girl, lying inside, took off her helmet and disconnected all the sensors one by one. She tossed the helmet aside with annoyance.
- No, it's still very inconvenient to control a dragon. It's not an anthropomorphic creature. Just the wings and tail are a problem!
On the monitors, a still frame of the end of the battle between the Dracoshkolich and a crowd of stoned mutants was displayed. It was clear that the dragon was badly damaged by blows from daggers to the flight muscles of its wings. Awkwardly, it flew towards its doom – to the ground. But the group of mutants was also significantly thinned out.
- Okay, Kosha, don't be so upset. After all, this time it turned out much better – you managed to hold out for almost 40 minutes. That's a record for now. Our engineers are already reassembling the next Dracoshkolich – they are increasing the strength of the wings, reinforcing the skull, and, most importantly, the teeth will now be made of siren-vampire alloy, which is 45% stronger than the old ones!
- That's great, now it will be enough to grab a monster with its teeth once, and pieces of them will fly off. There will be no need to chew them up!
And how are our other guys doing?
- Well, look: everyone is doing great so far.
Along the walls stood a long row of "sarcophagi," almost all of them were turned on, and inside lay specially trained people, controlling their "wards" – bio-robots, in short, super-creatures designed to liberate the world from the invasion of mutants and zombies caused by uncontrolled experiments with UG on the inhabitants of the conflict-ridden Veskerland.
The monitors reflected various scenes from epic battles: here, a huge half-wolf, half-man, scattered crowds of zombies with its gleaming claws; here, a bio-spider was packing them into its ultra-strong web. Dragons were diving from the sky, and huge bio-snakes and basilisks were bursting out of the ground.
- Yes, in a few more days, and we will win! Okay, I'll go to the gym for now; I hope that in an hour, my next Dracoshkolich will be ready for exploits!
Kosha cheerfully waved her light hair and headed for the exit.
- Bye! Be careful not to overdo it in the eastern martial arts, or we'll soon run out of sparring bio-robots!
The face of the speaker was not visible, but his voice conveyed the sincere affection he felt for this young, but so courageous and strong girl.
