The Drowned Cities
Paolo Bacigalupi
Language: English
Pages: 464
ISBN: 0316056227
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
The Rise of Nine (Lorien Legacies, Book 3)
Luck, right? Better than a Fates Eye or one of those necklaces the Army of God thinks makes the bullets bounce off. If we take these down to Moss Landing when Mahfouz trades for meds, we can sell ’em quick to the R-and-R boys.” “You’re sliding. Soldiers will just take ’em from you. Pay you with a bullet, most likely. Or else just recruit your ass.” “I’ll get a nailshed girl to do the deal. They won’t even see me. No worries.” He reached the floating monster and leaned on the body until its.
Anywhere. We’re going to set up search patterns, base out of here. No reason to live in the swamps when we got this fat little town to feed us.” He set his hand on the doctor’s shoulder. “Now, where’s your antibiotics?” Mahlia’s heart skipped. No. Those are mine. Mouse’s. “We don’t have any,” the doctor said. “Don’t worry. It’s a clean wound. Very clean. There shouldn’t be complications. Everything was sterilized well. We used sterilized water and alcohol to swab it as we worked.” The.
“You think you’re going to stay here? Let Amaya bring soldiers down on you?” She motioned for him to follow. “They hate you as much as they hate me, now.” The doctor just looked at her. It made her uncomfortable. “I thought for a little while that it was possible to save you,” he said. “To do some good. To stop…” He shook his head. “To change the sickness of this place.” He looked at Mahlia. “I taught you to heal, not to fight.” “You think I was wrong to drop coywolv on them?” Mahlia said.
To keep them lucky when the bullets started flying.” “Those soldiers still around?” “Nah. They’re dead, mostly. But the LT, he was the one that saved my ass. He likes it when he’s got a sign. There are days when all I can do is wake up and thank the Fates that I got the same colored eyes as the Colonel. If I didn’t—” He broke off, his expression turning dark. Ghost hurried to change the subject. “How come he calls himself Colonel?” “You think he should call himself something else?” Stork.
The UPF’s many enemies. A quick glance at the boards reinforced what Tool already suspected about the Colonel’s position and chances for survival. The number of inexperienced child soldiers that the UPF was using only served to confirm it. Some of the children even stood in the command center itself, gawky and thin in comparison to their larger and better-fed leaders. Tool’s eyes fell on a lump of a person, lying chained to one of the columns in the room. Mahlia. The Colonel followed his.