- I warn: on this way to you there can be all surprises. For one, anyway, I warrant... People there are sent? - He has
addressed to the chairman of the Executive Committee of the City Soviet of People's Deputies.
That has nodded.
- In general test serious. With you companion Ermakov goes.
Be cautious. Boldness and care! Without superfluous, so to say, recklessness.
- At me all. Questions are? - In any way is not present.
- Spetskostjum yours where? - Now I will take, Nikolay Zaharovich.
- Take faster and leave. We while will take seats.
Through a quarter of hour "Boy" has got out for northern ridge of hills, and Bulls for the first time has seen raketodrom. It was
all the same monotonous, flat, as a table, tundra with rare shchetinistymi hillocks. Only in places on plain round and star-
shaped red bald spots on which did not grow blades gaped. Bulls has directed "Boy" on one of these stains. For some
seconds soft champing under caterpillars was replaced by a deaf, fractional roar as if the iron tank slid on a cobblestone
road.
- Here the ships landed, - has explained Dauge which have taken a place behind the back of Alexey.
- And it? At the left rusty rails were pulled, the barbed wire rests, the lop-sided column with a white tin triangle on which signs
flaunted have flashed: "1 R". Behind a wire of Bulls has had time to notice something like the extensive foundation ditch
filled brown komkovatoj in weight.
- From here "the Dragon of Gorynych" five years ago started, - has spoken Dauge. - you See, the start place has been
enclosed by a fence, as a ground speksja in radioactive slag. "1 R" means "one X-ray".
- I know it, - have muttered Bulls.
"Boy" ran on tundra, bypassing glacial boulders, promptly being carried by through shallow lakes-bogs. When the counter of
the passed distance has shown thirty kilometres, Ermakov has asked the driver to give way to it. Bulls has passed in a cabin.
All hatches have been opened wide open.
The chairman of the Executive Committee of the City Soviet of People's Deputies argued about something with Krutikov, the
secretary of a city town committee without visible interest listened to their dispute. Krajuhin dozed, having leant against a soft
spongy upholstery. Jurkovsky and Spitsyn sat outside, having lowered feet in hatches. Bulls has glanced in motor branch,
has listened, has looked, then has sat down near to Ermakovym.