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Updated: May 3, 2025
Tom!" shouted Astro from the power deck. "We're smack out of reactant feed!" "Isn't there any left at all?" asked Tom. "Not even enough to get us into Marsopolis?" "We haven't enough left to keep the generator going!" said Astro. "Everything, including the lights and the teleceiver, will go any minute!" "Then we can't change course!" "Right," drawled Roger.
As a transfer point for the great passenger liners that rocketed between Venusport, Atom City, and Marsopolis, the refueling station at Deimos was well staffed and expertly manned. Standing at the air lock, Tom and Sticoon heard the blasting roar of the Good Company coming down in a fast, expert touchdown, and they hurried across the spaceport to greet their rivals.
"Aside from getting a well-deserved liberty, it's back to the old grind at the Academy. The Polaris is at the spaceport at Marsopolis, waiting for us." He paused and eyed the three cadets with a smile. "I guess the routine at Space Academy will seem a little dull now, after what you've been through."
"Who is it?" asked Strong, turning to the intercom connecting him with the control tower that co-ordinated all the landings and departures at the spaceport. The spaceman referred to a clipboard. "It's the Space Lance, sir. Piloted by Captain Sticoon. He's representing an independent company from Marsopolis." "Right, thanks."
The picture Tom presented had many curious sides and no one had the slightest idea of how to go beyond speculation and find proof! "The winners are " Captain Strong's voice rang loud and clear over the loud-speakers "first place, Captain Sticoon, piloting the Marsopolis Limited entry, Space Lance! Second place, Captain Miles, piloting the Charles Brett Company entry, Space Knight!
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