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He saw in his mind Bonzo and his vicious little knot of friends, confronting him, threatening him; he had beenable to shame Bonzo into fighting him alone. That would hardly work here. And he could not surprise the enemywith his ability as he had done with the older boys in the battleroom. Mazer knew Ender's abilities inside and out.The observers behind him began to cough, to move nervously. They were beginning to realize that Ender didn'tknow what to do.I don't care anymore, thought Ender. You can keep your game. If you won't even give me a chance, why shouldI play?Like his last game in Battle School, when they put two armies against him.And just as he remembered that game, apparently Bean remembered it, too, for his voice came over the headset,saying, "Remember, the enemy's gate is *down*."Molo, Soup, Vlad, Dumper, and Crazy Tom all laughed. They remembered, too.And Ender also laughed. It was funny. The adults taking all this so seriously, and the children playing along,playing along, believing it too until suddenly the adults went too far, tried too hard, and the children could seethrough their game. Forget it, Mazer. I don't care if I pass your test, I don't care if I follow your rules, if you cancheat, so can I. I won't let you beat me unfairly -- I'll beat you unfairly first.In that final battle in Battle School, he had won by ignoring the enemy, ignoring his own losses; he had movedagainst the enemy's gate.And the enemy's gate was down.If I break this rule, they'll never let me be a commander. It would be too dangerous. I'll never have to play agame again. And that is victory.第 307 页 共 340 页http://www.en8848.com.cn/ 原 版 英 语 阅 读 网