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even find out whether the enemy has marched into Terrania."
"No enemy can march into Terrania," Ivanovich contradicted, "and certainly not
into the energy bell in which we are living, as everyone knows. You must have
been thinking of our liberators from Siberia."
"The world, or Terra as one now says, is unified.
This is a raid from outer space. When I think of what Rhodan told us about the
Traders and how that Mutant Master abused us, I don't feel so well."
"That's nonsense! The New Power is the strongest bulwark in the Milky Way."
"You said yourself it was war. What else could it be?"
"We'd better get dressed and get out of here."
"I'm not taking one step into the street in this weather. There's steel in the air-and
even worse. Those newfangled rays, I tell you. You can't see them, can't hear
them."
"There are some that can be heard and seen."
"And some that can't be seen!" Ivan thundered stubbornly.
It seemed that a little tiff was brewing between the two heads. But at the same
moment both of them realized that there was something to be seen through the
closed window.
In the sky they could make out a chain of helicopters plummeting down in sharp
curves. The muzzles of their impulse weapons began to flash.
Ivan Goratschin turned pale. That scare had eliminated all differences of opinion.
Heads and body reacted together as if they only responded to one brain.
Instinctively Goratschin backed away from the window.
"This is no manoeuvre and no parade," Ivan declared. "I bet the Traders have
infiltrated and intend to conquer the New Power. We should go to Rhodan at once
and help him."
"We should?" Ivanovich echoed without conviction. "We don't even know where
he is. The government centre is two kilometres from here. When we go out on the
street no one will tell us who is a friend and who an enemy."
"We'll ask the people," Ivan naively said.
Finally the two heads agreed that they at least had to get dressed. Goratschin had
barely knotted his tie when Tako Kakuta appeared out of nowhere.
The twin-head became frightened again. He was still too unaccustomed to the
manner in which the teleporter made his visits. He did realize immediately,
however, that he was a member of Rhodan's closest circle.
"Mr. Kakuta! You make us very nervous with these indiscretions."
"By the cosmos, Goratschin! I've been looking for you everywhere in this
apartment. Who would dream that with this ruckus outside you would still be in the
bedroom?"
"It is still very early in the day and we were tired," Ivan declared.
"What has happened?" the left head interrupted.
"How is it possible that some other power in the world has penetrated Terrania?"
"We'll have to postpone explanations for later. For the present accept the fact that
it has actually happened," Tako Kakuta said. "Agents of the Traders have forced
our combat robots to aid them and the entire army of metal men has suddenly gone
berserk. Rhodan sent me to ask for your help, Mr. Goratschin."
"Rhodan could have ordered us," Ivan commented.
"Order or request," Ivanovich continued, "we are on his side. What shall we do?"
"You are our last hope, Mr. Goratschin."
Both heads straightened in childish pride.