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When the cadets learned of Jeff's punishment they immediately went to Vidac's quarters and requested permission to speak with him. After making them wait for nearly three hours, Vidac finally received them. "Well, what now?" demanded Vidac. "We would like to ask a question, sir," said Tom. "Speak up!" snorted Vidac impatiently. "It's about Sergeant Marshall, sir," said Tom. "What about him?"
"All right all right," growled Astro, "but what are we going to do about it?" "We've got to get word to Space Academy or Captain Strong someway, somehow. We've got to let them know what's going on." "There's only one way to do that," said Roger. "But with the communications controlled by Vidac's men, we don't have the chance of a snowball on the sunny side of Mercury!"
Tom jammed the accelerator down to the floorboard and the jet car fairly leaped ahead. Fifty yards from Vidac's stalled car, Tom slammed on the brake, bringing the little car to a screaming halt only two feet away. Roger was halfway out before the car had stopped moving. Beside Vidac's car, Bush was wrestling with Astro. "Tom! Roger! Get back! It's a trap!" yelled Astro.
"I I won't say it," said Strong hesitantly, "but if anything has happened to those boys, I'll personally dig Vidac's grave!" Jane had moved to the window and was watching the wild activity in the Plaza below. "They're spreading out!" she cried. "They must be searching the city." Strong rushed to the window and looked down. "That means they haven't found the cadets!" he exclaimed.
Within the hour, Professor Sykes was still screaming loudly, this time to Governor Hardy himself. Standing before his desk the eccentric scientist babbled his complaint of Vidac's rebuff and Roger's outrageous insolence. "I won't stand for it, Governor! My work is more important than having to wipe the noses of three loudmouthed sassy cadets!
"We're in enough trouble without you mauling one of Vidac's pet boys." Tom listened halfheartedly to the chatter of his unit mates. He was thinking ahead to their meeting with Vidac. Since Roger's argument with the professor, they had continued their work, but under a severe strain.
"Take a look in the communications logbook on the control deck." "We can't, Roger." Tom shook his head. "Vidac's got his own men planted in every one of our departments." "Yeah," growled Astro. "I been watching the way that guy Smith takes care of the power deck and, believe me, it makes me burn. Why, he hasn't washed down the atomic motor casing once since we blasted off!"
The Polaris was easily recognized, and fortunately, was on the nearer side of the giant landing area. "There's home," said Roger. "Yes," agreed Tom. "And she sure looks good to me " The curly-haired cadet suddenly stopped as powerful headlights loomed on the highway ahead. "That's Vidac's jet car," said Roger. "I recognize the lights. We've got to get out of here!"
"Able One to Able Two. Can you hear me, Able Two? Come in, Able Two!" Vidac's voice crackled through the set. Strong listened intently and was rewarded by the sound of another click and another voice speaking. "Able Two to Able One. Come in." "I've got Strong," reported Vidac, "and the cadets are somewhere in the hills between here and the spaceport.
Tom looked at the pile of applications on his desk, and then at the door to Vidac's office. "Whatever it is, we've got to tell Captain Strong!" "For the last time, Captain Strong has been sent on a special mission to Pluto!" said the supervisory officer at the Academy. "Now stop bothering me or I'll log all three of you with twenty galley demerits!" "Very well, sir," said Tom.
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