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would have divulged to the Traders far out in space near Beta Albireo every
important position on Terra and the outcome would have been the capitulation of
Earth.
The Traders were Arkonide descendants! It was certain that they were technically
superb opponents.
No, Rhodan had spent a lot of time weighing the matter in his conscience. Any
delay of a confrontation with the robots would have worsened the situation for the
people. It was good that they had now arrived at open battle; the nightmare would
be ended all the sooner, despite certain miscalculations in the energy dome.
Despite the tragedy that from hour to hour the conflict was taking on world-wide
proportions.
It had gotten worse than Rhodan had anticipated. This only increased his
determination to push for a decisive end.
The door flew open!
The robots stood there, vulnerable. While their controls were still erecting their
individual protective screens, the energy from Arkonide impulse rayguns began to
whip through the air.
The corridor turned into an inferno. None of the robots had any further chance to
resist.
In closed combat suits Rhodan, Anne Sloane and Tako Kakuta jumped out. Their
own defence screens rendered them immune to the deadly rays.
"Secure the way, above and below us!" Rhodan ordered over telecom. "Tanaka!
Where are you? Stick with Tako and get upstairs. Anne, we two are going into the
lower floors."
The elevators had unfortunately been damaged by the attack and were out of order.
That was a definite handicap.
The disadvantage was fortuitously not so great for the wearers of combat suits.
They could float through the stairway and were not dependent on stairs.
Rhodan and Anne reached the 12th storey. "Stop!" They were surprised not to have
met with any resistance as yet. It was to be expected that the robots had by now at
least secured all accesses to the various floors.
Rhodan drew his conclusions from that fact. He was accustomed to thinking over
every new fact and discerning the possible causes.
One presumption widely known was that there were about 600 combat robots and
an additional 800 service robots stationed in New York. That was a ridiculously
small number distributed over a city of 10 million. Even if the enemy considered
the GCC Centre of particular significance, he would still be 'thrifty' with his
personnel.
"Just don't be afraid, Anne," the boss of the New Power reassured his companion.
"I have the feeling that we are overestimating the position of the robots in this
house. Think of the 10 lower storeys they are supposed to have occupied and of the
roof!"
They floated downward-the telekineticist always a short distance behind Rhodan.
One single robot was standing at the main entrance to the suite of offices on the
10th floor. It stood there like a bored sentry who didn't expect any excitement
during his shift of duty.
"How insensitive these things are! They take no notice of the fact that 30 meters
above them a whole group of their comrades have been totally destroyed."
Rhodan's words sounded soft in Anne's ear. The space inside their suits was
completely insulated. Even soundwaves could not reach the outside.