"That black speck ahead...."
Standish threw over the accelerator another notch and twisted helm sharply. The Phantom answered her controls. The Earthman was maneuvering for position now. Far below him, he saw the six cruisers materialize in his vision.
And then, with a dull roar, the Phantom swung and leaped for the attack.
"They see us!" Thalia cried. "They're going into battle-formation!"
With Drum Faggard's flag ship in the lead, the six cruisers turned and headed toward them in squadron formation. It was evident that they were still unaware of the identity of the black ship. The visiscreen clicked on, and Faggard's face appeared in the panel.
"We are Section one, general Sirian Expeditionary Force, Sirius to Earth, heading for regular interplanetary lanes," he said, following the customary salutation. "Who are you?"
Standish flipped on his own microphone, but disconnected the vision panel so that no return image would be broadcast.
"Destroyer Phantom," he replied, muffling his voice. "Captain Ether commanding. Stand by for boarding or we open fire on you."
Faggard's gross face, crimson with rage, flashed back on the screen.
"Are you mad? We are six to your one. From what planet do you come? Show your colors."