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If I hadn't built those nuclear reactors, you wouldn't have anything to set off!" Connel appeared in the small messroom of the Polaris, his hands full of papers and drawings. "When you've finished congratulating each other, I'd like to say a few things!" he snapped. "Congratulate him?" exclaimed Roger. "Skipper, his head's so thick, the noise on the power deck can't even reach his eardrums!"
"All right, then," said Connel finally, "let's go take a look at it. I still won't believe it until I see it!" "Who's hardheaded now?" snorted Shinny, climbing into the Polaris. Later, as the rocket cruiser blasted smoothly through space, Connel joined Roger and Alfie on the radar deck. The two cadets were bent over the radar scanner. "Pick her up yet?" asked Connel.
This year, moreover, growing numbers of nuclear-powered submarines will enter our active forces, some to be armed with Polaris missiles. These remarkable ships and weapons, ranging the oceans, will be capable of accurate fire on targets virtually anywhere on earth. Impossible to destroy by surprise attack, they will become one of our most effective sentinels for peace.
He pressed a button immediately below the screen and it glowed into life to reveal a young man in the uniform of the enlisted guard. "Yes, Captain Strong?" he asked. "Call the cadets of the Polaris unit," Strong ordered. "Have them report to me here on the double!" "Aye, aye, sir."
For nearly five days, blasting through space at emergency speed, the Solar Guard captain had tried to contact the satellite, but to no avail. He snapped off the audioceiver and slumped back in his chair, a worried frown on his face. When the second report from the Polaris unit had failed to come in, Strong had received permission from Commander Walters to blast off immediately for Roald.
Astro let out one of his famous yells and followed right at his heels. Roger watched them running ahead and started off at a slow walk, but suddenly, no longer able to resist, he broke into a dead run. Those around the Polaris stopped their work to watch the three cadets scramble up the ladder.
He stood in front of the control board and ran his hands over the buttons and switches. "This board makes the manual we worked on at the Academy look like it's ready for Galaxy Hall!" "Yeeeooooooww!" Three decks below, Astro had discovered the rocket motors. Four of the most powerful ever installed on a spaceship, enabling the Polaris to outrace any ship in space.
The incidents at the spaceport that afternoon kept flashing through his mind. He tossed restlessly, something he couldn't quite remember was tugging at the back of his mind. He retraced the events of the day, beginning with the landing of the Polaris and ending with the crash of the jet truck. Suddenly he sat up straight.
"Now that we're alone we could vacuumize it without worrying about Vidac." "I've already tried to make another one here," said Astro. "But these scouts don't have any kind of tools or equipment. We'll have to wait till we get back." In a few hours Roger picked up the welcome outline of the Polaris on his scanner and, shortly after, the rest of the fleet.
Rocket cruiser Polaris calling Lady Venus. Come in! Come in!" There was no answer. The passenger ship's instruments had gone dead. "Polaris to Commander Walters at Space Academy Come in, Commander Walters!" Captain Strong's voice was urgent in the teleceiver. "Just worked up an assumed position on the Lady Venus," said Roger over the intercom.
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