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Updated: May 22, 2025
"We don't want this getting out in garbled form though how it could be made worse by garbling I couldn't guess and having the troops watching the sky over their shoulders and going into a panic as soon as they saw something they didn't understand." "No, we don't. I've seen a couple of troop-panics," von Schlichten said. "There can't be anything much worse than a panic."
"Did you hear about Eric Blount and Lemoyne?" Von Schlichten shook his head. "The whole party that were at Orgzild's palace were massacred. Some of them were lucky enough to get killed fighting. The geeks took Eric and Hendrik alive; rolled them in a puddle of thermoconcentrate fuel and set fire to them.
With his left hand, von Schlichten detached the bayonet from the rifle of one of his followers and went forward, trying not to think of the absurdity of a man of the Sixth Century A.E., the representative of a civilized Chartered Company, dueling to the death with swords with a barbarian king for a throne he had promised to another barbarian, or of what could happen on Ullr if he allowed this four-armed monstrosity to kill him.
It seems that General von Schlichten and his Kragans aren't trying to get friendship and confidence; they're willing to settle for respect, in the only way they can get it by hitting harder and quicker than the natives can." Somebody down the table one of the military, of course said, "Hear, hear!" Von Schlichten came as close as a man wearing a monocle can to winking at Paula.
"A dog?" von Schlichten almost shouted. The other officers echoed him. "Why, yes...." Paula Quinton's eyes widened. "But there are no dogs on Ullr, except a few owned by Terrans. And wasn't there something about ...?" Von Schlichten had the radio-phone and was calling the command car at the scene of the riot. The sergeant-driver answered.
Yes; somebody like Orgzild, or King Firkked, here, could easily pick up the idea that that's our home planet." "The Company ought to let us stockpile nuclear weapons here, just to be on the safe side," another officer, farther down the table, said. "Well, I'm not exactly in favor of that," von Schlichten replied.
They are common even in cases where there has been no shift, and occur equally in non-metalliferous fissures. They are called by miners "slicken- sides," from the German schlichten, to plane, and seite, side. It is supposed that the lines of the striae indicate the direction in which the rocks were moved.
We're detailing a couple of junior technicians to make a search of the library here on Gongonk Island, but we're not optimistic. We just can't afford to pass up any chance, even when it approaches zero-probability." Von Schlichten nodded. "That's about what I'd expected," he said.
It was evident, however, that the pacification of Skilk would not be accomplished as rapidly as von Schlichten wished street fighting, against a determined enemy, is notoriously slow work and he decided to risk the Northern Star in an attack against the Palace itself, and, over the objections of Paula Quinton, Jules Keaveney, and Barney Mordkovitz, to lead the attack in person.
Von Schlichten explained, as they went down, that the guns of King Kankad's town were the only artillery above 75-mm. on Ullr in non-Terran hands. They climbed into an open machine-gun carrier and strapped themselves to their seats, and for two hours King Kankad showed her the sights of the town.
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