containers. Still, it is better to act humanly. He, without hesitation, would have finished this Executioner in open combat. Or, would send him to the world quietly, add up the circumstances and be necessary. But the whole nature of Radimtsev abhorred the enemy with thirst and hunger.

“Thank you, captain,” the Executioner quite sincerely said after re-taking the hermetic container. After a pause, the leader of the mercenaries continued: “Since we are not tearing our throats off each other, since we have a dialogue, I propose to discuss a lot of important issues. I am talking about this girl in all those women who miss the “Abode”. We could solve this issue to mutual benefit.

- What do you mean? - narrowed his eyes, asked Radimtsev.

“These women are the future of humanity,” the executioner drank a glass of water with pleasure. Looks like thirst, already beginning to pester him. - So, let me ask you, what will you do? How do you manage the information, and, of course, your plans for the girl.

“This does not concern you,” Andrei abruptly left. - My plans will remain with me.

“Good, good,” the mercenary nodded. - It was stupid to ask about the girl. Of course you will keep it for yourself. But you will not leave yourself and the rest of the women? There are two thousand of them!

“And this does not concern you either,” Radimtsev snorted. - Do not think about women, but about how you get out of the ass, in which you found yourself, arrogantly attacking me.

- I know what you're up to! Exclaimed the Executioner. - I know!

In his voice, Andrew caught the notes of anger and ... despair.

- You will not blow the whole galaxy about women found! You will report only to your government. It, of course, also will not give information to the public. You, the Russians, will secretly take out all the women, reliably hide them and continue your race, while the rest will be doomed to extinction. To complete oblivion, to the complete deletion from history, damn it!

“Do not dramatize,” said Radimtsev. - Cloning works great. Humanity is fully capable of surviving in countless of its copies. Yes, it will only be boys. But what's the difference? But then, every man will know that his descendant will truly replace him, or even hundreds of variations of himself. The life process is not interrupted. The charts will become more and more perfect and brighten the life of men, as it happens now. Yes, in general, if it is sensible to reason, real women are not needed at all.

“You tell me all this, but you don’t think so yourself!” - sharply threw the Executioner. - You yourself would like your people to continue themselves through cloning? Not? Why? Why do you need women? Are you silent? So I will answer: because - cloning is unnatural. It is not right. A variety of genes, their renewability, female energy, just as important as the male one, introduced at the beginning - into a child - this is the right way! Here is the path to development, improvement, evolution! All this you want to give to your people! Only your own!

- You would think you do not want the same for your people. Or your guild! - retorted Radimtsev. - I would not believe that you - the mercenaries of the 7th Cluster would begin to share information about women.

“They wouldn't,” said the Executioner. “But if it so happens that we both know about this, would it not be wiser to make a deal?” Our ships and the fleet of your Slavic Federation could also go to the "Cloister".

“You are not in that position to make deals,” grinned Radimtsev. - Signal beacon - your hope of salvation is the only one. Pray that water and food will not run out sooner than anyone stumbles upon you. I will put in order the motor systems and move from here. Or I will contact my friends, which will be faster and more reliable.

- Listen, captain ... Andrew, by your decision you condemn all humanity to degradation and death! - cried the Executioner. - Cloning is not an option! This is a slow death, fading. Decay

“There will be no deal.” You have nothing to offer me, - Radimtsev said harshly and disconnected the connection.

For several minutes the captain sat silently, leaning back in his chair. Yes, that damn mercenary is right. Nobody would scatter information about women. It's not up to nobility and not to generosity. The ability to continue the race in a manner given to mankind by God - this cannot be the subject of transactions, division, conciliation. The one to whom luck has smiled can only be the only one worthy of such an award.

Radimtsev turned on a separate communicator tuned to a special wave of communication. A minute later, Colonel Romanov appeared on the screen. The features of the face, as if carved out of stone, are a tenacious, penetrating gaze, gray hair, but a tightly knit, broad-shouldered figure that young people can envy.

- Andrew, did you?

Romanov was now both surprised and delighted in equal measure, although his emotions manifested themselves so sparingly that only a person who had worked with the colonel for many years could know about the presence of these.

- I, Gleb, as you see.

“Well, glad to see you.” How are you, how is life in the civilian world?

“It happens differently,” grinned Radimtsev. - I have a business for you, Gleb, of extreme importance.

- Wow! Just like that! Well, put it out. The case really, judging by your face, does not tolerate delay.

Radimtsev began to tell. Everything I knew from the very beginning. The colonel listened in silence, never interrupted, never, not a single muscle trembled on his face, only something flashed in his eyes for a moment, when “no fembot girl is real” sounded.

When Andrew finished, Romanov did not speak immediately. What thoughts were spinning in his gray-haired head, what feelings were overwhelming the colonel, who still remembered the time when there were real women in his life. He lost his wife and grown-up daughters during the first outbreak of “Extinction”. And then there was a second outbreak, which took away the life of his grown-up granddaughter.

“I have no doubt about what you just told me,” Romanov finally said. “Your information cannot be a joke, and you yourself are not the right person to distract me with silly pranks.” The mistake on your part is also surely excluded the girl that is now sleeping on your bed - the real one, and not the more perfect chifta.

- Everything is so, - Radimtsev nodded.

- Your coordinates, I spotted. Right now, I will contact the Head of our government and the Supreme Councilor of both legislative factions. Your task is to hold out until the arrival of our evacuation team and save the information.

- I will try, but ...

“Does it bother you, is it not known to anyone else about the girl?” Yes, it is possible in the Fatherland Union, they already know. With the Victor-16 they could be informed. Without waiting for your arrival, they can send ships to the sector. In case of danger, you must destroy all information. Everything related to this case.

- That is ... info drive and ...

“And the girl,” answered Romanov harshly. - Complete liquidation.

- About Anzhdela, that's too much! - cried Andrei. - I'm not a killer! I'm a soldier, damn it!

“Once a soldier, execute orders,” growled the colonel.

- I am a civilian now and not obliged to follow orders!

“Then why did you contact me?” - Romanov was indignant. - Having done this, you must have counted all the options and all the consequences of mistakes and failures! So, imagine what a bet in this game! Now, have to go to the end. You must understand this.

“Well, I understood everything,” Andrei said, wrinkling as if from a toothache. - I hope it will not reach extreme measures.

“I hope so too,” said Romanov dryly.

- Organize evacuation as soon as possible. We need to get out of here.

- With this we do not delay, believe me. Hold on. I will contact you as soon as we act.

Erixx
2015