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Still she would not cross。 She signed irritably； Munro stepped over and lifted her across。 〃Gorillas hate water；〃 he told Ross。 〃I've seen them refuse to cross a stream smaller than this。〃 Amy was reaching up and scratching under his arms； then pointing to herself。 The meaning was perfectly clear。 〃Women；〃 Munro sighed； and bent over and tickled her vigorously。 Amy rolled on the ground； grunting and snuffling and smiling broadly。 When he stopped； she lay expectantly on the ground； waiting for more。
〃That's all；〃 Munro said。
She signed to him。
〃Sorry； I don't understand。 No；〃 he laughed； 〃signing slower doesn't help。〃 And then he understood what she wanted； and he carried her back across the moat again； into the camp。 She kissed him wetly on the cheek。
〃Better watch your monkey；〃 Munro said to Elliot as he sat down to dinner。 He continued in this light bantering fashion； aware of the need to loosen everybody up； they were all nervous； crouching around the fire。 But when the dinner was finished； and Kahega was off setting out the ammunition and checking the guns； Munro took Elliot aside and said； 〃Chain her in your tent。 If we start shooting tonight； I'd hate to have her running around in the dark。 Some of the lads may not be too particular about telling one gorilla from another。 Explain to her that it may get very noisy from the guns but she should not be frightened。〃
〃Is it going to get very noisy？〃 Elliot said。
〃I imagine；〃 Munro said。
He took Amy into his tent and put on the sturdy chain leash she often wore in California。 He tied one end to his cot； but it was a symbolic gesture； Amy could move it easily if she chose to。 He made her promise to stay in the tent。
She promised。 He stepped to the tent entrance； and she signed； Amy like Peter。
〃Peter like Amy；〃 he said； smiling。 〃Everything's going to be fine。〃
He emerged into another world。
The red night lights had been doused； but in the flickering glow of the campfire he saw the goggle…eyed sentries in position around the pound。 With the low throbbing pulse of the electrified fence； this sight created an unearthly atmosphere。 Peter Elliot suddenly sensed the precariousness of their position…a handful of frightened people deep in the Congo rain forest； more than two hundred miles from the nearest human habitation。
Waiting。
He tripped over a black cable on the ground。 Then he saw a network of cables； snaking over the pound； running to the guns of each sentry。 He noticed then that the guns had an unfamiliar shape…they were somehow too slender； too insubstantial and that the black cables ran from the guns to squat； snub…nosed mechanisms mounted on short tripods at Intervals around the camp。
He saw Ross near the fire； setting up the tape recorder。
〃What the hell is all this？〃 he whispered； pointing to the cables。
〃That's a LATRAP。 For laser…tracking projectile；〃 she whispered。 〃The LATRAP system consists of multiple LGSDs attached to sequential RFSDs。〃
She told him that the sentries held guns which were actually laser…guided sight devices； linked to rapid…firing sensor devices on tripods。 〃They lock onto the target；〃 she said； 〃and do the actual shooting once the target is identified。 It's a jungle warfare system。 The RFSDs have maclan…baffle silencers so the enemy won't know where the firing is ing from。 Just make sure you don't step in front of one； because they automatically lock onto body heat。〃
Ross gave him the tape recorder； and went off to check the fuel cells powering the perimeter fence。 Elliot glanced at the sentries in the outer darkness； Munro waved cheerfully to him。 Elliot realized that the sentries with their grasshopper goggles and their acronymic weapons could see him far better than he could see them。 They looked like beings from another universe； dropped into the timeless jungle。
Waiting。
The hours passed。 The jungle perimeter was silent except for the murmur of water in the moat。 Occasionally the porters called to one another softly； making some joke in Swahili； but they never smoked because of the heat…sensing machinery。 Eleven o'clock passed； and then midnight； and then one o'clock。
He heard Amy snoring in his tent； her noisy rasping audible above the throb of the electrified fence。 He glanced over at Ross sleeping on the ground； her finger on the switch for the night lights。 He looked at his watch and yawned； nothing was going to happen tonight； Munro was wrong。
Then he heard the breathing sound。
The sentries heard it too； swinging their guns in the darkness。 Elliot pointed the recorder microphone toward the sound but it was hard to determine its exact location。 The wheezing sighs seemed to e from all parts of the jungle at once； drifting with the night fog； soft and pervasive。
He watched the needles wiggle on the recording gauges。
And then the needles bounced into the red； as Elliot heard a dull thud； and the gurgle of water。 Everyone heard it； the sentries clicked off their safeties。
Elliot crept with his tape recorder toward the perimeter fence and looked out at the moat。 Foliage moved beyond the fence。 The sighing grew louder。 He heard the gurgle of water and saw a dead tree trunk lying across the moat。
That was what the slapping sound had been： abridge being placed across the moat。 In that instant Elliot realized they had vastly underestimated whatever they were up against。 He signaled to Munro to e and look； but Munro was waving him away from the fence and pointing emphatically to the squat tripod on the ground near his feet。 Before Elliot could move； the colobus monkeys began to shriek in the trees overhead…and the first of the gorillas silently charged。
He had a glimpse of an enormous animal； distinctly gray in color； racing up to him as he ducked down； a moment later； the gorillas hit the electrified fence with a shower of spitting sparks and the odor of burning flesh。
It was the start of an eerie； silent battle。
Emerald laser beams flashed through the air； the tripod…mounted machine guns made a soft thew…thew…thew as the bullets spit outward； the aiming mechanisms whining as the barrels spun and fired； spun and fired again。 Every tenth bullet was a white phosphorous tracer； the air was crisscrossed green and white over Elliot's head。
The gorillas attacked from all directions； six of them simultaneously hit the fence and were repelled in a crackling burst of sparks。 Still more charged； throwing themselves on the flimsy perimeter mesh； yet the sizzle of sparks and the shriek of the colobus monkeys was the loudest sound they heard。 And then he saw gorillas in the trees overhanging the campsite。 Munro and Kahega began firing upward； silent laser beams streaking into the foliage。 He heard the sighing sound again。 Elliot turned and saw more gorillas tearing at the fence； which had gone dead…there were no more sparks。
And he realized that this swift； sophisticated equipment was not holding the gorillas back…they needed the noise。 Munro had the same thought； because he shouted in Swahili for the men to hold their fire； and called to Elliot； 〃Pull the silencers！ The silencers！〃
Elliot grabbed the black barrel on the first tripod mechanism and plucked it away； swearing…it was very hot。 Immediately as he stepped away from the tripod； a stuttering sound filled the air； and two gorillas fell heavily from the trees； one still alive。 The gorilla charged him as he pulled away the silencer from the second tripod。 The stubby barrel swung around and blasted the gorilla at very close range； warm liquid spattered Elliot's face。 He pulled the silencer from the third tripod and threw himself to the ground。
Deafening machine…gun fire and clouds of acrid cordite had an immediate effect on the gorillas； they backed off in disorder。 There was a period of silence； although the sentries fired laser shots that set the tripod machines scanning rapidly across the jungle landscape； whirring back and forth； searching for a target。
Then the machines stopped hunting； and paused。 The jungle around them was still。
The gorillas were gone。
DAY 11： ZINJ
June 23； 1979
1。Gorilla Elliotensis
THE GORILLA CORPSES LAY STRETCHED ON THE ground； the bodies already stiffening in the morning warmth。 Elliot spent two hours examining the animals； both adult males in the prime of life。
The most striking feature was the uniform gray color。 The two known races of gorilla； the mountain gorilla in Virunga； and the lowland gorilla near the coast； both had black hair。 Infants were often brown with a white tuft of hair at the rump； but their hair darkened within the first five years。 By the age of twelve； adult males had developed the silver patch along their back and rump； the sign of sexual maturity。
With age； gorillas turned gray in much the same way as people。 Male gorillas first developed a spot of gray above each ear； and as the years passed more body hair turned gray。 Old animals in their late twenties and thirties sometimes turned entirely gray except for their arms； which remained black。
But from their teeth Elliot estimated that these males were no more than ten years old。 All their pigmentation seemed lighter； eye and skin color as well as hair。 Gorilla skin was black； and eyes were dark brown。 But here the pigmentation was distinctly gray； and the eyes were light yellow brown。
As much as anything it was the eyes that set him thinking。 Next Elliot measured the bodies。 The crown…heel length was 139。2 and 141。7 centimeters。 Male mountain gorillas had been recorded from 147 to 205 centimeters； with an average height of 175 centimeters…five feet eight inches。 But these animals stood about four feet six inches tall。 They were distinctly small for gorillas。 He weighed them： 255 pounds and 347 pounds。 Most mountain gorillas weighed between 280 and 450 pounds。
Elliot recorded thirty additional skeletal measurements for later analysis by the puter back in San Francisco。 Because now he was convinced that he was onto something。 With a knife； he dissected the head of the first animal； cutting away the gray skin to reveal the underlying muscle and bone。 His interest was the sagittal crest； the bony ridge running along the center of the skull from the forehead to the back of the neck。 The sagittal crest was a distinctive feature of gorilla skull architecture not found in other apes or man； it was what gave gorillas a pointy…headed look。
Elliot determined that the sagittal crest was poorly developed in these males。 In general； the cranial musculature resembled a chimpanzee's far more than a gorilla's。 Elliot made additional measurements of the molar cusps； the jaw； the simian shelf； and the brain case。
By midday； his conclusion was clear： this was at least a new race of gorilla； equal to the mountain and lowland gorilla…and it was possibly a new species of animal entirely。
〃Something happens to the man who discovers a new species of animal；〃 wrote Lady Elizabeth Forstmann in 1879。 〃At once he forgets his family and friends； and all those who were near and dear to him； he forgets colleagues who supported his professional efforts； most cruelly he forgets parents and children； in short； he abandons all who knew him prior to his insensate lust for fame at the hands of the demon called Science。〃
Lady Forstmann understood； for her husband had just left her after discovering the Norwegian blue…crested grouse in 1878。 〃In vain；〃 she observed； 〃does one ask what it matters that another bird or animal is added to the rich panoply of God's creations； which already number…by Linnaean reckoning…in the millions。 There is no response to such a question； for the discoverer has joined the ranks of the immortals； at least as he imagines it； and he lies beyond the
power of mere people to dissuade him from his course。〃
Certainly Peter Elliot would have denied that his own behavior resembled that of the dissolute Scottish nobleman。 Nevertheless he found he was bored by the prospect of further exploration of Zinj； he had no interest in diamonds； or Amy's dreams； he wished only to return home with a skeleton of the new ape； which would astonish colleagues around the world。 He suddenly remembered he did not own a tuxedo； and he found himself preoccupied with matters of nomenclature； he