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"Alright! Hathome, this goes for you tool Take your weapons and leave your ships. WeтАЩll be hiding
under our machine. DonтАЩt use your searchlightsтАФand hurry up!"

Hathome and Halligan got the message and Chaney signed off. He picked up the heavy disintegrator
from the floor. It had scooted across the room under the strong impact and put a big dent into a console.
Then he too left through the hatch.

Outside the view was brighter than it had appeared to Chaney when he last looked at the observation
screen. The M13тАЩs voluminous mass of stars covered the northern firmament like a huge bunch of grapes
and cast a light of considerable magnitude.

ChaneyтАЩs men crouched in the shadow of the machine, which was shaped like an ellipsoid. They held
their weapons at the ready and stared out into the semi-darkness.

As they waited Chaney tried to guess what action theTitan would take. All communication was lost
since the emergency landing. If Chaney could have given his advice to Capt. Brian he would have
recommended leaving the other Gazelles on board if he didnтАЩt want to come with theTitan itself. The
suction effect of the field produced by their unseen enemies were so strong the best efforts of the
GazellesтАЩ engines were no match for it. If BrianтАЩs rescue team used the same reconnaissance crafts they
would fare no better than the three machines, G-020, 021 and 022.

Unfortunately the telecom was inoperable and Chaney had no way of informing theTitan of his
experiences.

While he racked his brain about this his helmet receiver clicked and he. heard HalliganтАЩs voice: "We can
see your machine from here, sir. WeтАЩll be with you in 15 minutes."

"Alright," Chaney muttered. "What do you hear from Hathome?"

"Nothing so far, sir."

However Hathome soon called in from a greater distance. "WeтАЩre just passing CrimsonтАЩs machine. We
should be there in about half an hour."

Chaney peered anxiously into the distance. He didnтАЩt expect the machines to come down so far apart. A
lot of things could happen in half an hour and 15 minutes had already elapsed since the crash-landing.

But for the present he could see nothing that looked suspicious. There was little Chaney could do except
urge Hathome and Halligan again to speed up.



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Tiff stopped at a distance of 30 feet from the skinny figure. "What do you want?" he inquired, using the
Arkonide language.

The Approved PeopleтАФor Honos as the crew of theTitan had baptized themтАФspoke a variation of the