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Opening the induction valves leading to the reactors, the cadet shot full power into the radiation chambers, sending the little space scout into a long downward curve, safely out of the path of the dangerous asteroid. "Whew!" breathed Roger over the intercom. "That was fast thinking, Tom. I wouldn't have had time to plot a course change.
Tom and Astro, who could hear the conversation over the intercom, were finding it very difficult to keep from laughing out loud at the innocence of Alfie and the outraged wrath of Major Connel. Tom, particularly, had discovered that Alfie's innocent refusal to be bullied by Connel had made the time pass more quickly on the long haul through deep space.
I don't see anything that will give us any protection down there. Be sure your humidity control is turned up all the way. As soon as you step outside the jet boat, you're going to be hit by a temperature of four hundred degrees!" "Aye, aye, sir," came Shinny's reply over the intercom. Roger flipped the communicator on and acknowledged the order.
He turned and said something inaudible offscreen. "The call is cancelled. The responsibility is yours. All our wishes for success go with you. End of transmission." "End of transmission," Brion said, and the screen went dark. "Faussel!" he shouted into the intercom.
But the smirk dropped from his face suddenly. Rising over the background chatter of the radio announcements from U.N. Headquarters, came loudly over the ship general intercom the voice of Major Steve Elbertson, counting down through the list of Security personnel. He, too, sat stunned until, as the voice ended "This is war," he came to, stood up needle gun in hand, pointed at the captain.
"There is only the one?" "Yes, sir." "Where would he keep it, if not on his person?" "I don't know, sir. We came straight to the morgue the shield area, from the air lock. I don't believe he stopped off anywhere he could have put it." The captain turned to the second Security officer. "Search Elbertson's spacesuit," he said. Then to the intercom, "Search his hammock.
"We could take this much for quite a while even without suits." He lowered himself over the edge, sliding down the gentle slope. "How is it down there?" Copper called. The intercom crackled in his ear. "Fine barely over one roentgen per hour. With these suits we could stay here indefinitely." The sigh of relief was music in her ears. "This place is barely lukewarm."
And anything that surprised the team of Arcot, Wade, and Morey was surprising indeed. The intercom buzzed, interrupting their work. Dr. Richard Arcot reached over and lifted the switch. "Arcot speaking." The face that flashed on the screen was businesslike and determined. "Dr. Arcot, Mr. Fuller is here. My orders are to check with you on all visitors." Arcot nodded. "Send him up.
Then cut ship's power to this deck to avoid complications with the Queen's involved circuitry and work under space conditions half an hour if he hurried. "Shouldn't take more than another ten minutes," he informed Kerim presently over the suit's intercom. "I'm very glad to hear it, Gefty." She sounded shaky. "Anything going on in the screens?" he asked. She hesitated a little, said, "No.
"Nothing to worry about." "Has the complete report been sent back?" asked Sykes. "I said it had been taken care of," answered Vidac coolly. "That's all you have to know! Dismissed!" Sykes hesitated, nodded, and finally followed the cadets from the room. Vidac turned and flipped on the intercom. "I want Ed Bush in here and I want him fast!" he barked.
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