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Updated: June 15, 2025
"Except for one thing. I cannot see why there weren't any guards at their posts this afternoon. We were without any men at the entrances for nearly an hour. Anyone could have slipped into the hangar and planted the bomb." "Why weren't the entrances guarded?" snapped Connel, looking directly at Firehouse Tim Rush.
"That's all, sir." Connel returned the stare, his eyes meeting those of the cadet for a full half minute. "All right," he said finally. "I guess it's just a case of misjudgment. But," he added scathingly, "in the face of the Polaris unit's record, you can understand my initial opinion." As Dave Barret was assisted from the ship by the guards, Connel turned to Rush. "Firehouse!" he barked.
When he was finished, Connel turned to the guards that had replaced Roger and Astro and each one repeated the story told by Firehouse Tim. Over and over, Connel heard the same story. No one seemed to have been around the ship when the explosion took place.
Was anything stolen?" "Mac and Pancho are still at large. Tom Preston hasn't let them know they're in any way under suspicion. And, yes, stuff was stolen. This time it was ionization chambers and photon counters." Scotty had stayed in his position in the maintenance shop, where he could watch the warehouses. Luis Hermosa had also watched, from the firehouse.
"Captain Strong," said Roger, "we've talked about it a lot, the three of us. And we decided that regardless of what Major Connel or Firehouse or Barret have said, we'd do the same thing, in the same way again." "I think you're perfectly right, Manning. But don't quote me," said Strong, his voice serious.
Where the destruction of the first unit could have been called an accident, here was tangible evidence of a deliberate attempt to stop the whole project. The Space Marine, accompanied by Firehouse Tim Rush, returned five minutes later with the audio recorder and set it up for operation.
"We found this guy in here copying secrets from some blueprints there on the desk and " "Copying secrets!" screamed Rush. "Why, you ding-blasted idiots, that's Dave Barret, the supervisor of this whole project!" The man on the floor stirred and Firehouse ordered the squad of enlisted men to help him up. Just then, there was a bellow of rage from the hatch.
Clear upon the night air rang out the sound of a tocsin the stroke of a hammer upon a steel rim from a locomotive wheel, and which was hung aloft in the only firehouse in Stanhope. It was a thrilling sound at any time, and especially to a company of boys newly enlisted in the great cause of humanity of lending a hand to neighbors who might be in trouble.
"I don't know," replied Astro in a whisper. "I thought I saw something move inside the hangar." He pointed to a large window. "Sort of a shadow against the frosted glass." "Are you sure?" "Of course I'm sure." "I'll investigate. You get Tom and call Firehouse." "Right," replied Astro, and raced down the path, alongside the hangar. Grasping his rifle firmly, Roger inched toward a nearby door.
"You'll do just exactly what?" He grabbed Roger by the arm and held him straight out, so that he looked as if he were hanging from a tree. Strong laughed and shook his head. "I give you three to the loving, tender care of Firehouse Tim," he said, hopping over on the moving slidewalk, back to the Academy. "Put me down, you overgrown idiot," Roger howled.
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