羊毛战记 Part 5 The Stranded 65

　　65,　　• Silo 18 •,　　Walker found himself shoved down the square stairs, past a crew of mechanics working to weldanother set of steel plates across the narrow passage. He had most of the home-built radio in thespare-parts tub, which he desperately ¹ clutched with two hands. He watched the electrical componentsrattle together as he jostled through the crowd of mechanics fleeing from the attack above. In front ofhim, Shirly carried the rest of the radio gear against her chest, the antenna ³ wires trailing behind her.,　　Walker skipped and danced on his old legs so he wouldn’t get tangled ⁴ up.,　　“Go! Go! Go!” someone yelled. Everyone was pushing and shoving. The rattle ² of gunfire seemedto grow louder behind him, while a golden shower of fizzling sparks rained through the air andpeppered Walker’s face. He squinted ⁵ and stormed through the glowing hail as a team of miners instriped overalls ⁶ fought their way up from the next landing with another large sheet of steel.,　　“This way! ” Shirly yelled, tugging ⁷ him along. At the next level, she pulled him aside. His poorlegs struggled to keep up. A duffel bag was dropped; a young man with a gun spun ⁸ and hurried backfor it.,　　There was already a stream of people moving through the double doors. Jenkins was there,managing the traffic. Some of those with rifles took up position near an oil pump, thecounterweighted head sitting perfectly ¹⁰ still like it had already succumbed ¹¹ to the looming ¹² battle.,　　“What is that?
” Jenkins asked as they approached the door. He jerked his chin at the bundle ofwires in Shirly’s arms. “Is that … ?”,　　“The radio, sir. ” She nodded.,　　“Fat lot of good it does us now.” Jenkins waved two other people inside. Shirly and Walkerpressed themselves out of the way.,　　“Sir—
”,He longed desperately to be back at home.他非常渴望回家 。,The baby only shook the rattle and laughed and crowed.孩子只是摇着拨浪鼓 ，笑着叫着
。