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Updated: May 17, 2025
"Glad to know you, boys," said Jenledge, "and particularly you, Cadet Astro. I've heard about your handiness with the thrust buckets on the cruisers. What do you think of our layout?" The officer turned and waved his hand to indicate the power-deck equipment. "This is just about the finest the most terrif " The officer smiled at Astro's inability to describe his feelings.
Connel slumped into the second pilot's chair and took over the controls of the ship, strapping himself in, while Tom beside him did the same. The whine of the pumps was now a shrill whistle that drowned out all other sounds, and the great ship bucked under the force of the thrust building in her heart. In front of the power-deck control panel Astro watched the pressure gauge mount steadily.
"It has to do with the pumps," replied the power-deck cadet. "They cool the reactant fuel to keep it from getting too hot and wildcatting. At a D-9 rate the reactant is hot enough to create power for normal flight. Feeding at a D-18 rate is fine too, but you need pumps to cool the motors, and pumps that could do the job would be too big."
You look like you just lost your best friend." "Not yet, but it won't be long now," commented Tom, a trace of bitterness creeping into his voice. "Astro's taking his power-deck manual. What he knows about those compression ratios just isn't known. But he just can't get it on paper." "Don't sell your unit-mate short," said Dixon, sensing something beneath Tom's comment.
Tom hurried past him and met Roger coming down from the radar bridge. "I'm going too!" the blond-haired cadet announced. "You tell Astro?" "Yeah. He's got Barret locked in the power-deck storeroom and he'll take over the control deck. Wonder if they have a jet boat aboard?" "I doubt it. Not on a test flight."
The pretty scientist smiled. "I could have told you that after one look at his classification tests." "How?" "On questions concerning the power-deck operations, he was letter perfect " "And on the others? Astrogation and control deck?" "He just skimmed by. But even where the problem involved fuel, power, supply of energy, he offered some very practical answer to the problem." She smiled.
"Roger," said Strong, "stand by to record this message for the teleceiver in case Space Academy should call our circuit while we're off the ship." "All set, sir," came the reply from the radar deck. "O.K. here goes Captain Steve Strong Solar Guard am boarding passenger ship Lady Venus. Secondary communications signal message received indicates it is power-deck failure.
Now, the details of the race will be given to your chief pilots, crew chiefs, and power-deck officers at a special meeting in my office here in the Tower building tomorrow. You will receive all information and regulations governing the minimum and maximum size of the ships entered, types of reactor units, and amount of ballast to be carried." "How many in the crew?" asked a man in the front.
"I know that all of you here have your hearts set on becoming spacemen, officers in the Solar Guard. Most of you want to be space pilots. But there must be astrogators, radar engineers, communication officers and power-deck operators on each ship, and," she paused, braced her shoulders and added, "some of you will not be accepted for any of these. Some of you will wash out." Dr.
The subdued whine of the hyperdrive filled the power deck and made Roger wince as he stepped through the hatch and waved at Astro. He climbed down the ladder and stopped beside the big Venusian who stood stripped to the waist, watching the pressure gauges on the power-deck control board. "Hiya, Roger," said Astro with a big grin. "Hello, Astro," replied Roger and sat down on a stool near by.
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