"What now, Doc?" asked Fetzer. He looked five years older. "Shall we blast that ship before it opens up on us?"
Lucifer shook his head.
"I don't think it will open up—not just yet. This project means too much to Huth. He'll try to save as much of it as possible."
Once more groups of Huth's men scattered through the compound. This time the groups were larger. They followed converging courses that would end at the clearing.
"They're rushing us!" cried Fetzer.
"Stop them!"
The command leaped from sector leader to sector leader. Lucifer picked up the freckled boy so that he could see across the compound.
"Now we'll have some more fun," he said. "Those men are trying to get here. Let's see if you can stop them."
"Betcha we can!"
Stop 'em! Stop 'em!