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Steve Strong and Kit Barnard sat in the pilot and copilot's chairs on the control deck of the Polaris and watched the needle of the accelerometer climb as Astro poured on the power in answer to Walters' command. "If I know Astro," said Strong, "you'll probably get the fastest ride you've ever had short of hyperdrive, Kit." Kit Barnard gulped as he watched the needle.
By the time Devers had strapped himself into the copilot's chair next to Connel, the ship was quivering with leashed power. Suddenly Connel roared the familiar call for space. "Blast off, minus five, four, three, two, one, zero!"
Tom Corbett sat bound and gagged in the copilot's chair of the black ship, listening to Miles call again and again over the audioceiver. The fact that Miles was identifying himself as Ross puzzled the young cadet and he wondered if it was an alias. Tom was even more puzzled when Miles addressed the person he was calling as Quent. "This is Ross! Acknowledge, Quent! Come in!"
They recognized it instantly a space torpedo! Astro dove through the power-deck hatch while Roger raced for the radar-bridge ladder. Tom hurled himself into the copilot's chair, and with Connel beside him in the command position, he waited for Astro to supply power.
The copilot, G. W. Anderson, was looking at the chart but out of the corner of his eye he saw the pilot lean forward and look out the window, so he looked out too. He saw the light just as the pilot said, "What's that?" The copilot's answer was classic: "No, not one of those things." Both pilots had only recently voiced their opinions regarding the flying saucers and they weren't complimentary.
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