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Among them, by a vast intangible network of communication, they discussed strategy and the situation on which it was based. Mantar: We knew of the existence of the Canfell Hydroponic Farm. It was on our charts as a Marscorp industry, supported by the government. But we thought it was only an industry, producing food. We did not know it was an experimental center.
Some of the group escaped and formed the nucleus of the rebel movement which now is centered here at the Childress Barber College. We call ourselves the Order of the Phoenix." The Chief allowed himself the luxury of a very faint smile. "Marscorp and the government call us the Desert Rats," he said. "Very appropriate. They consider us in the same category as rats."
"And what sort of work do you do for them?" "They're the people who run the hydroponic farm. They're normal men, like you I mean, like you would be if you weren't swollen up and pale like the bodies that are thrown in the vats. "Old Beard knows; he's very wise. He calls the Masters 'Marscorp. I don't know why, but it seems that before I lost my memory I knew a language where corp meant body.
Marscorp controls enough senators and delegates in the World Congress to block other important projects if the Earth government refuses to co-operate with it, so the government that is to say, Marscorp put a ban on the experiments by Hennessey and other scientists here." "I remember the government ban on the projects, but I wasn't aware that Marscorp had anything to do with it," said Dark.
"I've wondered for some time just how close Marscorp and the government were tied together," said Goat dryly. "Obviously, if I don't do as you say, my supplies here will be cut off. So I have no choice but to discontinue this work and turn my attention to the approved line." "That isn't quite adequate now," said Nuwell.
"Then we couldn't eat the thing," he reminisced. "Very well, if you're sure of his identity, that's all I wish to know," said the Chief. "I don't want to be trapped by a Marscorp trick with plastic surgery. But if this man is Dark Kensington, it's the best fortune the Phoenix has met with in a long time."
At the same time, they're approaching the problem from the other side, and the Jellies are men and women whose glandular structure has been altered in an effort to make their physiology more receptive to native Martian vegetation. If they succeed, of course, Marscorp has just as complete a monopoly over such a food supply as it does over imports from Earth, but at considerably less expense."
"You don't know what Marscorp is, do you?" asked the Chief curiously. "The name's familiar," replied Dark. "It's a spaceline, isn't it?" "If your amnesia is genuine, you might very well react in such a fashion," said the Chief reflectively. "Marscorp is the Mars Corporation, and it's the only spaceline that serves Mars now.
"What Marscorp is trying to do is to breed native Martian plants, that will grow in the open lowlands without expensive oxygenation and irrigation, that are not poisonous to humans and can be used for food.
"The last two evacuees haven't reported to the flower shop, and they're overdue," said the Chief, his face getting serious. "Childress hasn't reported back here by telephone, either, so the Marscorp gang probably had already entered the building before he detected them and sounded the alarm." "What about Childress?" asked Dark. "What will happen to him?" "He'll take the rap," answered the Chief.
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