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OUT OF THE BLUE



THE WHISTLERS

Interplanetary invaders dropping out of the skies of Grautier from its neighbour world to
menace the 8000 men and women exiled from Earth and struggling to create a new life far
from the interstellar routes of space trafficтАж and far from any outside help.

Grautier, a grey beast of a world whose inhabitants have so far been found to include a
semi-intelligent race of monkeysтАУthe MungosтАУand strange Blue Dwarfs endowed with
amazing parapsychological and paramechanical powers.

ItтАЩs an unsettling time for the settlers as they focused to defend themselves against
theтАжWhistlers.

A mysterious young man from EarthтАУChellishтАУhas strict orders from Perry Rhodan himself
regarding the Grautierians. Learn his role as one ofтАФ




THE GUARDIANS


1/ KHEK-KHEK-KHEK!



THE LAST MISTAKE he would make in his life: it could easily result from the slightest error made at
this time. The situation was that ticklish, Mullon realized. He couldnтАЩt afford to run any risks. So he kept
ChellishтАЩs pistol even though Chellish had been quite friendly and even-tempered for the past few days,
seemingly anxious to be helpful, so that Mullon was tempted to believe that ChellishтАЩs presence might
even be a valuable addition to the little expedition.

They had moved into the tents again, the ones they had once abandoned when the blue dwarfs had
transported them across the jungle to the vicinity of Greenwich. Chellish had taken PashenтАЩs place. They
had picked him up a few hours after Mullon, Freddy and Milligan had been brought from the river to their
dwelling mound in the jungle.

Mullon presently spent a portion of his time trying to improve the possibilities of communication with the
dwarfs. He held daily conversationsтАФif that was the right word for itтАФwith a few of the dwarfs and tried
for hours to comprehend the meaning of their play of colours, to get an inkling of the purport of the
sibilant sounds they produced. He realized, much to his regret, he would never be able to employ that
3rd method of communication: telepathy.

Nevertheless, bit by bit, he made small progress in learning the significance of the colour combinations
and the distinctive sounds. He was proud of a major accomplishment when one of the dwarfs touched
the ground with his plastic body and wrote the word YES in the sand while making an equivalent noise