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him. Behind his dreaming eyes was hidden the energy of a miniature atom bomb. Despite his ageтАФhe
had just turned 20тАФTiff was a mathematical genius and a model of braveness and decision. He was one
of the best students of the Space Academy.

Capt. Hawk pointed forward on a diagonal line. "You see that mountaintop, gentlemen? Okay. IтАЩll take
the ship as close as possible to it without hitting it. PleaseтАФobserve the reaction ability of Z-82 during
this manoeuvre. Of course it isnтАЩt quite as great as out in open space because near to the ground weтАЩve
the added use of atmospheric resistance as a brake."

"Uh-huh," said Eberhardt, nodding to Tiff, who for his part smiled quietly and placed his hands on the
pseudo-controls in order to try to react at the same instant as the instructor. The electronic measuring
instruments would exactly register and record each of his moves.

Eberhardt followed the example of his comrade.

The mountain peak raced closer. Indeed it looked as if the destroyer would slam full force into the bare
reddish rocks but literally in the last second it shot past diagonally upwards into the dark blue sky in
which the first stars were already visible.

"That was close," commented cadet Eberhardt and leaned back. "I donтАЩt think IтАЩd ever attempt such a
manoeuvre unless it was absolutely unavoidable."

"You must learn to cope with any situation you might encounter," admonished Captain Hawk as he
looked at his wristwatch. "ItтАЩs time for us to return to Earth."

"Yes," agreed Tiff, lost in thought. "IтАЩve asked for overnight leave."

"While you are on duty you shouldnтАЩt think of your own funtime, cadet Tifflor. ThereтАЩs still a difficult
flight back home ahead of us."

"Those few miserable miles!" replied Tifflor scornfully. "WeтАЩll make it in less than half an hour with this
Z-82."

"I donтАЩt plan to accelerate to the speed of light, although we could do that easily with our ship. WeтАЩll
land at Nevada Fields in three hours."

But Captain Hawk was wrong this time, though he couldnтАЩt foresee this of course. If only he had listened
to TiffтАЩs plea for a fast flight home everything might have turned out quite different and the events of the
following days would have perhaps developed along other lines.

"Do you have all the calculations?" asked Hawk. "WeтАЩre assuming that our navigational robot is out of
order and you must determine the fastest route to Earth. Without instruments. Here from this point. How
long will you need for that?"

Tiff sighed and looked around. He noticed Mars, which meanwhile had shrunk to a size that filled exactly
the spacecraftтАЩs observation window over on his side. The planet swiftly grew smaller. He saw clearly the
network of the canals which in reality were no canals but low-lying valleys with sparse vegetation. There
the roots grew down deep enough to reach as far as the meagre supplies of ground water.

In the middle of the front window stood the blue earth. A tiny celestial body he could hardly recognize as