Monday, April 21, 2008

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React2100 Daniel Gindraux, novel, chapter 1 (Tuesday).

React 2100, 10 hours Tuesday.



Tuesday 10 hours. The interceptor rocket
fast floated for nearly four hours in space. Its pilot, Jovo, do not bored yet. He paced his room with its modular cockpit as if that day meant nothing to him. Her cell will remain very tiny, but since the time he had made his mark and his habits. Despite the contiguity of the play he had managed to move his business to his tastes. The space is divided into three distinct parts. The kitchen and its reserve of food, bathroom and bed. A piece of less than ten square meters, but their use is provided on all surfaces. Jovo
passed his pilot's license two years ago. He joined the fleet two months later. Last year he was elected to the rank of Officer of the Air Force. This title prevailed then access benefits reserved for executives of power and society. It could well move into a posh apartment located in a new basis exclusively for army officers. A less populated than others, where the air was better and above a base with a large garden of green plants. He ingested a
distilled water directly from the tap. He warmed coffee in a stove specially adapted for space. Enjoyed his drink in his seat. The silence had been introduced, the man had to wait in silence the most perfect. The reactors of the rocket did not work, So the craft adrift in space up to a mile per minute. But this shedding was part of the plan. Within his section, and three hundred rockets were waiting. Jovo from his cabin, could see a dozen more rockets. They also seemed empty, lifeless, floating in the void of such meteorites. The lights turned off and the engines were shut down.
Jovo was not thirty years. Impetuous enthusiasm towards his nation made him proud and dignified. The man felt honest. He wanted to be just and fair. In its eternal corridors and jugular tubes plying his country down, he often walked dressed. He frequented the same gaming and brothels in ceremonial cap. A desire to impress sought a gallantry which estimated his suit of Sunday as a mark of style. An almost universal indifference in this world where every attempt to eccentricity.
The man had prepared his mission. He did not exactly sure what it was, but he knew it would be perilous. His captain informed them of the goal only when the vessel reached Klobus rockets. An absolutely gigantic spaceship, built in zero atmosphere. A monster can not atterrire nowhere, floating in space like a ship in the ocean. Almost a meteorite guided by men, consisting mainly of steel and concrete for a distance of ten kilometers and a width of three kilometers. A knuckle of course, but at the heart of this mass was also home to a city of ten thousand souls, with its breast, streets and shops. A nerve center as a cosmopolitan city traditionally constituted.
Thirty minutes later, Jovo returned to the room. He cleaned his cup airtight going to the toilet. A few minutes later he came back in the cockpit with a biscuit in the mouth. Once seated, he noticed a bright point register on the touch screen. This was the signal!
The order came from his captain. Captain Craig. Jovo a man does not know much. A straight man and certainly integrity. His message said the lighting of fires. Jovo followed. He prodded his control panel. S'enclenchèrent reactors. In the distance, other rockets also ran. Incandescent lights in this dark night. Suddenly the roar in that eternal silence.
On the screen, the captain scored his notes. A password will be displayed clearly. Jovo noted on the notebook and copied its index of its rocket program. A few seconds later the route displayed on the touch screen. The purpose of the mission stated in an attack near a military satellite of a planet inhabited. This mission was obviously not an exercise but the beginning of a long war. The countdown began, two minutes.
His section was divided into three groups. Matiasa ten percent in the vanguard, one hundred eleven Matiasa center and one hundred and twelve to Matiasa a laggard. The tactic was simple, the first wave of attack was anti-missile intercept rockets, the second wave was to intercept enemy missiles and occupied the third wave the satellite. In this sector the General Staff provided a very weak defense, so the fight should not last more than an hour. The satellite called the Space Grape. His features were distinguished by the presence of hundreds of rockets and three interceptions interceptor rockets. A platform manned by four hundred soldiers.
The General Staff of the army was based on the huge ship Prima Luna. A space ship with a population of twenty-five thousand people. General Sarrey commanded the army as a whole. Under his command General Karies forces managed to attack and interception, and General Sari ran the statistics and tactics in general. That day the number was complete, no absence was justified. The ship Prima Luna was surrounded by five other ships. The Klobus, the Mariani, the Retoll the Bezance and Cabara. They surrounded the main vessel from a distance of thousand kilometers. Each ship housed two thousand rockets, the main vessel by counting four miles. Thousand eight hundred rockets were detached from the vessels. The first strike force! So the army was preparing to attack with nine miles rockets. Defense enemy was estimated at three miles rockets. The battle was won before!
- Mon General! The rocket will accelerate in a minute. We are ready to launch missiles. An officer approached
command post of General Sarray. The army had attacked fifteen geostationary defense. Twelve thousand missiles went ahead to keep the attention of the opposing defense. The enemy was less than a million and a half miles away. The missiles went on acre circle of six hundred thousand kilometers per hour and rockets at five hundred thousand kilometers per hour. According to calculations the missiles would arrive ten minutes before the rockets. The time for the rockets to decelerate until twenty thousand kilometers per hour. The ideal speed for aerial combat.
- Yes! I am aware. I give the order to attack.
- Good!
General Sari patiently behind. A serene man.
- So attack! There is still the talk!
- Forget the speech you want it! Jovo
suddenly received the message. It set in motion the mechanism back to the point of his rocket. A block of lead and titanium that protects the cockpit during flying at high speeds. A few seconds later, the program activates. Reactors swelled. Jovo attached. The flight had been previously programmed into the processor. During the flight, the pilot could only turn it off. This instrument protection was mandatory. She avoided interference computer.
few seconds later, the rocket took off. During acceleration, Jovo remained glued to his seat. Instruments were functioning normally, but the man had lost his vision optics. The nose of the rocket had to fall back. The duration of his trip was three hours duration, acceleration ten minutes. The man began to concentrate.
- The missiles are launched! An officer promised to
overall Klobus. The man commanded the ship Klobus. Each ship carried the name of his general. The man remained unperturbed. He was sitting behind twenty soldiers responsible for the navigation of the vessel. We had just launched two thousand rockets towards the enemy. The officer waited patiently for the next order. Should they load new missile attacks or missile defense? The choice was for the general.
- Prepare three hundred rockets defense and load the rest of the defensive missiles in sas !
- Included sir!
In each vessel, the SAS is to provide for several functions. These cages concrete twenty feet by twenty, could accommodate either two or eight rockets or missiles. This multifunction served essentially to make the airlock interrelated to each other. The air came back in five minutes and the vacuum in case of alarm, could immerse themselves in under a minute. A system widely used in the solar system.
A Staff of Prima Luna, the main building, agitation, despite the event, however, remained calm. The officers referred to information without alarm. The mission had been prepared well in advance. Each person working as if this afternoon was not going to change the course of history. General Karies followed the movement of the sections on the giant screen. Each point in this space, indicating a section. The number of rockets was shown next to each item. The fleet proceeded in an hour the military phase began its jammers, and soon all the points could become armed fictitious. Within the section responsible for the statistical work was beginning to get interesting. Behind the desk
Command General Sarrey, General Sari consulted his notes while observing Sarrey. This presence was disturbing him. The number two of the army should not have as much power as the number.
- Good! Sari! I'll let you command. I returned to my apartment. Call me if something goes wrong.
- Good! They watched each
not. Sarrey left the room. He walked alone in the main hall. He turned to his right, walked along a second corridor, less wide. Fifty yards away he found his apartments. A huge room filled with paintings stolen and bought a cook American, a large chandelier, three leather chairs Beef and his wife, center, she waited patiently for his return. Gaëlle
Sarrey married three years ago. He commanded the government for eight years. In less than three years, the young woman became mystical face not only the first woman in the country, but also fits into the links of power. Alongside Sarrey, but also to the side of Sari. The right-hand man at mile facies.
That day she did not laughing. She knew her husband very powerful, but nevertheless share the burden of responsibility. Gaëlle was indeed aware, but the choice of her husband to undertake the war also confined to incur such liability. She wore a short dress, her legs stretched out as long strands of beige. She wanted her husband to receive properly the last time. The last kiss before the final assault.
- Shining!
- Thanks!
An hour later, Jovo rose. The trajectory of the rocket did not deviated. Cruising speed varied around five thousand kilometers per hour. But the cab did not move. The vacuum prevailed. The man pulled from laminar tubes placed on the side walls. He came to his cook, warmed himself a coffee. A few minutes later he returned to the cockpit.
screen projected a map of stars in three dimensions. Each point represents a section. He saw six. The six sections belonged to the division Klobus. His general, General Klobus, did not stir. It had not even do his business. Refused to drink, refused to eat. He watched the giant screen in front of him. The ship was also accelerated. It was the back window guards, the man would no longer see the stars. As Jovo, this duty buried in a lackluster loss. Bunkers, even then, never says good omens. In the absence of
Sarrey Sari continued preservation of the reign. The Prima Luna was also accelerated. The general was returning from lunch with his wife. The couple moved to the order desk. Sari withdrew silently. A few minutes later, the ship accelerated. The army planned to won the battle in less than an hour. The six ships were to protect the faster behind the planet in order to avoid a cons-fatal attack. Zero risk does not exist. The staff estimated the losses for the rockets to twenty percent. In principle, no vessel should be affected. But the risk could be distorted by possible hidden forces. So the risk does not remain zero.
After two hours away, the enemy began to wonder. The primary geostationary satellite of the planet detected a massive rocket arrived. This presence was still outstanding. The base commander, General Follart, the activation process of red alert. He did not hesitate! He also informed his superiors. The defense system was already receiving frequency interference. The staff was worried. For all the officers, the mission did not look like a year. The threat became real. The space certainly belonged to any the world, but never before has the enemy had deployed so many forces near their lines. A power much greater than the detachment deployed in this sector.
- Hello! General Follart here, the base commander Space Lab. I ask you to identify yourself and follow the instructions of liaison officers. When you arrive in the sector Universalle union, you must declare your goods for quarantine.
This message echoed through the hall of the General Staff. But do not trouble Sarrey do. His wife had just left. She joined her apartment, found his room, showered and slept. She was not sick, but knew what her husband was preparing universal conspiracy. The intelligence of this young woman surely rivaled that of her husband. She was not involved in the takeover of the country's spouse, but cooperated during his reign. His collaboration subject to the fulfillment of this conflict was no doubt. The people saw it as a distinguished woman, just a small slice of the population noticed in her the shadow of the martyrdom of dissent. Ten minutes later
General Follart resumed in his remarks. Its workforce was reduced to a thousand rockets based interceptions in four geostationary satellites and six hundred rockets ground-based. He ordered the latter to take off and approach the satellite. Throughout his career he had never seen such an armada unfold in front of him. Command center that fifties father of three children tried to remain impassive. His officers worked without discontinuities. Ever the concentration within the staff of the outpost had ceded much of the giddy promiscuity.
- General Follart Here! I order you to identify yourself. If you do not collaborate, we are obliged to intercept you. Jovo
also received the message. He listened passively. Module does not spread its frequency, only the sensor receive the radio waves. The general's voice did not affect his mental grip. Behind the ship's speed Klobus stabilized at three hundred thousand kilometers per hour. Around the other rockets had disappeared from the radar screen. Thus, this single, at that moment could be presumed to live alone in space.
When there were only thirty minutes before the percussion, General Follart received orders from the General Staff, to defend its sector. His team then activates their emissions of interference. At the same time they actively their programs broadcast gear fictitious. A few minutes later three miles missile took off from land bases and satellites. The only problem for these men resided in the fact that the opposing army deployed a force much greater than theirs. The opponent also sent admittedly fictional sections, but the staff is munissait of sophisticated technology. The computer automatically eliminated waves obscure, but nevertheless lived nine thousand rockets to rush right over them. They also repéraient behind the six vessels. Within the command of the army can not ever focused on possible attacks as unbelievers. Thus the general Follart still hesitated. An officer had proposed to launch all missiles on ships, and it destroyed the basis for access rockets. The man was right. The general gave him reason. The three thousand missiles were targeted vessels. The rockets were therefore only counter missiles and rockets. The penalty saw himself lost. Nobody understood. Later satellites
deviated from their trajectories. Given the scale of this impending tragedy, General evacuating some of his emotional rescue in modules. He hoped their leaks. He had to lose this battle company employs minimized. He also prayed, thought about his children. Fifteen minutes later
nine thousand missiles reached the area of impact. The three miles of the rocket Universalle union had absolutely avoided. The sections were heading north on the planet, turning in an arc back and defend satellites fifteen minutes later. The strategy had nothing to envy. The staff hoped that the missiles were unavailable to them for first place. Their jamming devices functioned properly. Three thousand missiles were apparently targeted rockets, grappling with half of jammers they triggered the start of their bombs. Success! The other half veered northward. The enemy apparently spotted the strategy. Three thousand rockets continued to the planet, soldiers from three military bases were evacuating the place. But the climax was approaching, three thousand missiles targeted the five satellites. General Follart asked without hesitation evacuation modules. Several officers of Staff left the room, a minority of men resigned. The general remained unflappable.
few minutes later, a module was leaving the main satellite. On the radar hundred rockets loaded satellite. Points approaching. The officers of Staff did not have access to the video. This precaution was its raison d'etre. The general closed his eyes. Seconds later, a wave struck the module. The explosion leaned on the crash of a rare violence. Incandescent light projected lit space for twenty seconds.
Meanwhile, the rocket slowed Jovo. The end of radio silence. His master spoke.
- The section should head north to counter enemy rockets. At this time, all satellites are affected. The mission is completed soon.
staffs of the six vessels were aware of the threat. Ten thousand missiles fell on their surely less. Almost simultaneously nine miles interceptor missiles took off. A few minutes later two thousand rockets eject vessels. In principle, no missile was armed with nuclear warheads. Missiles in ten thousand men of General Sari felt the chances of crossing ten percent. This figure did not impress. So miles missiles were about to crash against the vessels. The first attack against the worst was feared, however.
Missiles interceptor crossed five minutes later. Hundreds of explosions in all respects produirent backgrounds. A few minutes later the rockets fired on. The battle was passing too quickly, the staff struggled to identify the missiles destroyed the missiles remaining. A few minutes later than forty missiles forced the dam. Bombs fly moving at six hundred thousand kilometers per hour. The building in Cobar reaped thirty five. This ship was passing the group to gather everything. The ship sank in thirty minutes. Modules s'éjectèrent relief. They found the other vessels. For General Sarrey, this loss was meaningless.
Further, eight thousand rockets attacked the rest of the fleet Universalle union. Jovo lowered the tip of the snout. The preamble, he was surprised to see this planet as close to him. But he concentrated. His rocket followed the flight line of the section. Faced with the dark side of the planet, the light remained dissipates. The lighting of the star persisted to be his guide. The battle started very quickly. The rockets from both sides crossed at twenty thousand kilometers per hour. Almost all sent a short distance missile. In passing a few rockets exploded. Jovo deviation quickly the race to avoid any controversy. All divisions then veered to one hundred eighty degrees. The opponent copied. It was unwise to meet the enemy. In this position, electronics left no chance to the opponent. Jovo
obviously worked in manual. In tacking, the world gave the impression of going around him. The second round eliminated a number of rockets. All sections tried to regain their original channels, but blocks it vanished. The rockets were scattered in an area of forty thousand square kilometers. Initially Jovo hunting an enemy. It accompanied a second rocket. Two minutes later his friend touched the target. On his radar, three rockets were following his path. They regrouped and returned to the theoretical center of the battle. In this kind of conflict, when thousands of rockets intersect, it is better for a driver to leave the center of magma away, turn and come back strong. Three rockets came across an enemy lonely. They veered to give chase. First three points stigmatized his screen, but suddenly two points mean missile approached the group. Jovo then decided to forget the band and deviation. He accelerated, increased his speed to fifty thousand kilometers per hour. But unfortunately a missile followed its path. Soon he launched two missiles at short distances. The interception was not luck. The missiles were to counter the missile tracker. Jovo hoped. He turned a little, but suddenly an explosion occurred from the rear. A few seconds later, died Jovo burned.
An hour later, the Rockets last enemy fled the area. The General Staff of identifying Sarrey miles rockets destroyed the ship and Cobar. No enemy presence did not show signs of life in the area and on the planet. The first battle was won. The vessels could take refuge behind the planet in order to protect themselves against the attack. The main body became the next target. Operation Black Moon was meeting its objectives. The next step is symbolized in the form of the earth.

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React 2100; synopsis.

In 2100, life resembles a fairy tale, humans have solved all major problems of the world and existence. Residents can enjoy their leisure pursuits and their pocket without worrying about the future. The duration of travel between countries has been shortened and the clash of civilizations exists. The inhabitants are constantly happy and live happily regardless of any misfortune. The demographic trends evolve, the disease is under control, urban violence does not exist and everyone is working within social enterprises and benefactors. This perfect world has existed for fifty years and no disturbing element can shake the foundations of that order.


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