If you want to spoil the Eysies, I'm all for it.
Got a stat of theirs pinpointed?"
Rip pointed to the figures on the computer. "There she is. We can set
down in about five hours' ship time. How long will it take to strip the
hydro and re-install?"
"How can I tell?" Ali sounded irritable. "I can give you oxgy for
quarters for about two hours. Depends upon how fast we can move. No
telling until we make a start."
He started for the corridor and then added over his shoulder: "You'll
have to answer a com challenge--thought about that?"
"Why?" Rip asked. "It might be com repairs bringing us in. They won't be
expecting trouble and we will--we'll have the advantage."
But Ali was not to be shaken out of his usual dim view of the future.
"All right--so we land, blaster in hand, and take the place. And they get
off one little squeak to the Patrol. Well, a short life but an
interesting one. And we'll make all the Video channels for sure when we
go out with rockets blasting. Nothing like having a little excitement to
break the dull routine of a voyage."
"We aren't going to, are we--" Dane protested, "land armed, I mean?"
Ali stared at him and Rip, to Dane's surprise, did not immediately
repudiate that thought.
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