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I'll challenge Miles, hold the stuff right in front of me, and warn him that if he fires he'll set off the explosive and blow the four of us up." "Oh, brother. That's a bluff to end all bluffs! Suppose he doesn't bite?" "Then get set to take another paralo-ray charge." "O.K.," sighed Astro. "When do you want to try it?" "I'll give you the word," replied Tom. "Just be ready."
Jeff managed to get halfway past the line of cars when ahead of him another jet car pulled out across the highway, blocking it. He was forced to stop. "Hold on there!" roared a man suddenly appearing at the side of the car, holding a paralo-ray gun pointed directly at Jeff. Jeff looked at him in mock surprise. "What's going on here?" he asked. "Who are you?" demanded the man roughly.
As he approached, Bush took out his paralo-ray gun and held it on Strong. "That's far enough, mister," said Bush. "Do you realize what you're doing?" demanded Strong. "Never mind what I'm doing," snapped Bush. "Who are you and what do you want?" "You'd better get spacewise, mister! It's against the law to hold a weapon on an officer of the Solar Guard!
A tall, husky spaceman unlimbered his paralo-ray rifle and nudged Brett from the room. "I'll get even with you, Walters, if it's the last thing I do," he screamed. "You make another threat like that to a Solar Guard officer," growled the enlisted spaceman, "and it'll be the last thing you do." As the door closed, Walters, Strong, and Kit laughed out loud.
As the guard's finger tightened on the trigger of his paralo-ray gun, the foreman suddenly rushed up and knocked the gun out of his hand. "You fool! You stiffen this man and we'll be held up in production for hours!" "So what!" sneered the guard. "Lactu and your Division Chief will tell you so what!" barked the foreman. He turned to Astro.
Strong nodded. "Well, it certainly looks as though Vidac is " Strong was suddenly interrupted by Bush who stepped into the room arrogantly, paralo-ray gun in hand. "Time's up!" he yelled, waving the gun at Strong. "I've warned you about holding a weapon on a Solar Guard officer," snapped Strong, rising to face the man. "Either put that thing away or use it."
"Stand where you are, Corbett!" said the sergeant, jumping up and leveling a paralo-ray gun at him. "You're under arrest!" Tom stared, and then, spinning on his heels, dashed out of the station, the guard's ray blasts spitting at his heels. Jumping into the truck, he gunned the jets and roared off into the dark Martian night. "Aw, shut your big Venusian mouth!"
The deputy pushed his way through the crowd and raced for his car. Others followed and once more the Plaza echoed to the roar of jets. Strong turned to Jeff. "You'll find Winters up in Vidac's quarters. I had to freeze him." He handed over the paralo-ray gun. "Get him and follow us to the spaceport. Tell him we know everything, and if he doesn't talk, he'll get life on a prison rock."
Quent Miles stood framed in the doorway, the unmistakable outline of a paralo-ray gun in his right hand. "Drop to the floor," hissed Tom. The two cadets dropped lightly to the floor and lay face down, while Quent Miles walked toward them fanning the gun around menacingly. Then, as he was about to step on Astro's hand, he turned and walked quickly back to the door.
"What in blazes do you think I am, man!" roared Connel as he lunged for the door and stepped out onto the porch. The men were within a hundred feet of the porch when they saw Connel. The Solar Guard officer spread his legs and stuck out his jaw, his paralo-ray gun leveled. "The first one of you tin soldiers that puts a foot on these steps gets frozen stiffer than a snowball on Pluto!
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