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werenтАЩt fastened to their seats off their feet and hurled them to the floor. The shrill whine of the alarm
signal started up the same instant.

The men screamed in surprise. Dazed, Chaney pulled himself up, grabbing the back of a chair. He felt a
peculiar light sensation in his stomach and realized the same moment that the neutralizers had stopped
functioning.

Chaney saw the lighted indicator of the altitude meter sinking rapidly. He crawled back to the telecom as
quickly as he could and saw Capt. BrianтАЩs troubled face on the screen.

"WeтАЩre going to crash!" Chaney shouted above the din of the alarm sirens. "I guess weтАЩre caught in a
tractor beam."

"WeтАЩve got your position," Brian replied. "Try to pull your machines out of the dive. WeтАЩll be with you in
a few minutes."

Brian disappeared from the videoscreen and Chaney eased himself into the pilot seat. With great
determination he shoved up the thrust lever of the engines as far as it would go.

A second jolt shook the Gazelle. The fall was braked. Chaney glanced at the altimeter and saw he was
still losing height but no worse than in a steep downward glide. His face broke into a grim smile.

It took a few seconds to send the message to the other machines. They all pulled out of the dive at
20,000 feet and went down to the ground in a flat curve.

Suddenly Chaney had an idea. The telecom screen still showed the empty place of the officer on duty in
the Command Centre of theTitan . Chaney pressed the alarm buzzer till Capt. Brian showed up again.
"A suggestion, Captain!" Chaney panted. "Call back your men! WeтАЩve pulled out and will manage to
make a fair landing. I think our enemy will come to inspect what he shot down. Your people would only
drive him away."

Brian agreed at once. "Alright, sir. IтАЩll hold the men back and wait till youтАЩve landed. If you land
smoothly we wonтАЩt come to help you."

"Thank you!"

Chaney turned to his men. "Fasten your seat belts and pull in your necks! You might get a big bang."

Lt. Hathome, pilot of machine G-021 called, "IтАЩm going to touch down, sir. The terrain looks quite
favourable."

"Good luck, Hathome!"

The G-021 was the last machine to pull out of the plunge. Hathome was therefore the first to approach
the ground.

Chaney took a last look at his radar relief profile. Hathome was right: the terrain was the best a pilot
could wish for a crash-landing. Flat as a pan. Around the edges of the picture the landscape was highly
uneven. Probably mountains of considerable height. The area directly below the three Gazelles seemed to
be a high plain.