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After his long dive downward, King could not even leave the atmosphere the hexan was upon them within a few seconds, even though the stupendous battery of rockets, full driven, had roared almost instantly into desperate action. Bomb after bomb Breckenridge hurled, with full radio control, fighting with every resource at his command, but in vain.
"Certainly they will, but you will be no worse off than you were before you can return to your own highly effective tactics." "We are infinitely better off for your help. You have given us a new lease on life...." He broke off as a flaring light sprang into being upon the portal board and the observer of Exit One made his report there was a hexan vessel in the air, location 425 over VJ-42.
Some of them must have captured that ship and, already having it in their cock-eyed brains that we were back of what happened on Callisto, they decided to bump us off if it was the last thing they ever did. That's what I'd do myself, if I were a hexan. Now I'll tell you what's happening back at the home power plant of that ship and what's going to happen next.
She therefore put on one of the headsets, motioning the men to do the same, and approached Kromodeor with the other, repeating the hexan word of friendly import. This time the Vorkul's brain was not sealed against the visitors and thoughts began to flow. "You've used those things a lot," Brandon turned to Stevens in a quick aside. "Can you hide your thoughts?" "Sure why?"
For the enemy vessel was not the last of the low-powered hexan vessels, as everyone had supposed it was the first of the high-powered craft, arriving long before its appearance was expected. Before its terrific acceleration and savage onslaught, the superplane might as well have been stationary and unarmed.
A searing, coruscating finger of flame leaped toward them, but their calculations had been sound the hexan was harmless at that extreme range. King, under the pilot's direction, kept the plane at a safe distance from the sphere while the satellite grew smaller and smaller behind them and Czuv lapsed quietly into unconsciousness. "He's been out for quite a while. Far enough?" asked King.
These were the hexan defences, heretofore invulnerable and invincible. Against them any ordinary warcraft, equipped with ordinary weapons of offense, would have been as pitifully impotent as a naked baby attacking a battleship.
Although the upper ultra-lights of the Terrestrial vessel had been cut away by the hexan plane of force, jury lights had been rigged, and the two commanders were soon trying to communicate with each other. Intelligible conversation was, of course, impossible, but King soon realized that the visitors were not enemies.
I can say only that I hope most sincerely that none of you will ever get better acquainted with them." "Ages ago, then, the human and the hexan developed upon all four of the major satellites of the Great Planet, which you know as Jupiter, and upon the north polar region of Jupiter itself.
The last vessel going to visit Wruszk, our city upon Europa, was caught and destroyed by the hexans, and for many weeks no ship or message has come from there to Callisto. In spite of the fact that the hexan fleet is smaller than ever before, they are guarding Europa very closely.
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