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    “Air rifle? The police reports talk about these rifles.”
    “That is why we are so rapidly losing our people. The bastards have a great weapon.”

17. Ark 2
     
    “Does anyone have the internet? Anything?”
    Usually, Miss Gloria was irritated with all the electronic devices of her young passengers. She had suspected that, through these toys, kids were able to learn something new in the fascinating world of drugs, pornographic art or violence. But now she appreciated all these phones, smartphones and tablets, it was giving her the opportunity to see what was happening in the city. She was happy until "No Access" suddenly appeared on all the screens.
    “Doesn’t at least one news site work? Urban news, helicopter cameras, anything?”
    “No, Miss Gloria, silence.”
    “Nothing works.”
    “Asked the parents to buy…”
    The driver didn’t even ask about phone calls, she was convinced that it was useless. First, even while they were still sat in a traffic jam, the city services repeatedly informed her that all lines were busy, and she needed to wait for an operator, which never came. The kids, meanwhile, tried to call parents or friends, usually with the same negative result. The few numbers that still worked soon died.
    “Radio, does the radio work?”
    “No, there is strong interference.”
    Her own radio hissed and crackled like a rattlesnake. There was snatches of conversation in several languages, idiotic modern music, shots - that's all she managed to hear in this sea of interference. One time someone said the word "vampire", but she didn’t pay any attention to it. She paid attention to the short message, which came up on the police frequency - "General evacuation to the north." Nothing more was heard, but Miss Gloria agreed with the idea. So they headed north, very slowly with thousands of other cars, stopping very often. There was an army roadblock ahead.
    “Go, you fool!”
    Mighty Ark’s horn woke up the car driver ahead, and the bus started moving again. And then Miss Gloria heard the approaching buzz of a powerful engine, next to which the Ark’s engine seemed like a child's toy.
    “What is it?”
    The buzz grew, and she turned her head to find its source, but a kid was faster.
    “Right, look!”
    “What… Jesus!”
    She saw it for a few seconds before the collision. 747 came down in an emergency landing on the highway, the far right engine in flames, thick smoke billowing.
    “Get down!”
    The Ark shook and the sun disappeared for a moment, shielded by a giant shadow. Miss Gloria fell forward on the steering wheel, shielding her ears in a vain attempt to block the noise. It lasted for only a moment, and then sunlight struck again through the shattered windshield, and the rumble continued.
    “Miss Gloria!”
    “Don’t get up!”
    The woman raised head slowly, her eyes staring at a huge ragged hole that had been cut through the school bus roof, like a can opener. She looked in fascination at the hole, and the plane, which cut this hole with its heavy wheel, continued to lose altitude, ripping cars on the highway. Another second and the plane fell down; left wing falling aside, kerosene, gushing from ruptured tanks, immediately set alight by sparks to create a huge pyre. Miss Gloria didn’t pay attention to it - she was only thinking about how to start the stalled Ark’s engine.

18. Operations Centre 2
     
    “Your conclusion?”
    “Although it’s home-made, this is a high quality gun. The rifle has been made by specialists with modern equipment and excellent materials.”
    Jones and Smith bent over the table, where the disassembled air rifle was laid, listening to the old gunsmith’s comments.
    “Semi-automatic rifle, forty rounds, rate of thirty shots per minute. Have a look at the cartridge.”
    With the utmost caution, the gunsmith held it up to the lightbulb.
    “Here it is. We have not yet dismantled it, but we already know what's inside. Unfortunately for us, this thing