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Updated: May 21, 2025
And the 'copter touched solidity and a great silvery cylinder touched very delicately close by, and the children ran, squealing, to be with people they'd feared they would never see again. And Soames and Gail walked a little bit diffidently toward the same opened, lowered door. There were some rather nice people waiting for them. They'd raised fine children.
Dane changed direction, putting behind him a customs check point, aware as he ground by that stand, of a line of faces at its vision ports. Evasive action and he'd have to get the top speed from the clumsy crawler. "Police 'copter over us " that was Rip reporting. Well, they couldn't very well avoid that.
Nuwell gave his men some final instructions to follow before returning to Mars City by groundcar. Then he and Maya went aboard the copter. They strapped themselves in the seats. Nuwell sealed the copter door, and released oxygen from the tanks into the interior.
The appearance of the copter threw the men outside into confused excitement. They ran about, aiming their short-range heat beams futilely up at the rising copter. A military tank, undoubtedly the one the Chief had been told about, spun around the corner. It stopped, and its guns swung upward toward the copter. But they remained silent.
Twice, working warily with machetes, and holding their flame weapons ready, they chopped armored mummies from enwrapping tendrils, while little eye cells glinted at them balefully, and other tendrils bent slowly toward them. They searched out the space-fitness cards, which bore old dates, and addresses of next of kin. In a few more days, Nelsen was flying the 'copter.
Put another platoon in Pelton's store. Concealed weapons, and plain clothes. They should carry their leather helmets in shopping bags, and roam about in the store, ostensibly shopping. And a full company, uniformed and armed with heavy weapons, alerted and ready for immediate 'copter movement." He went on to explain about the intelligence report and the conclusions drawn from it.
"There you are. The left door leads out to the copter field. Good luck on Earth!" Hall pocketed the stamped documents. "Thanks," he said. "I'm glad to be here." He walked down the wide station room to a far exit and pushed the door open. A few steps farther and he was standing on a cement path dug into a hillside.
The entire body of the copter crumpled in on itself, and it came to rest, a collapsed wreck, with the two of them sitting in its midst, miraculously uninjured. There was no question of trying to start the engines or fly the machine. It was a total wreck. Nuwell tried the radio without success. "What in space went wrong with the thing?" he demanded angrily. "I know it wasn't short of fuel.
But there's nothing the matter! It registered what it got! But what did it get?" "An implosion," said Soames. "And if you have trouble imagining that, I'm right there with you." He went back to the main building to get Gail and Captain Moggs. They went out to the 'copter hangar together. "I've talked to the radar and loran operator," said Soames.
Mid-twentieth century, yet it looked brand new. Then, putting the house out of mind, Philon shot his copter skyward and joined Skyway No. 7 traffic into town. Descending on his office building he left the ship in care of the parking attendant and by elevator dropped to his floor. At a door marked Miller Electronic Manufacturing Co. he walked in.
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