"We've got a few experimental jobs," said Channing. "Those inerts. The drones we were using for experimental purposes. They were radio controlled, and can be easily converted to the aiming-circuits."
"Explosives?"
"We'll get the chemistry boys to brew a batch."
"Hm-m-m. Remind me to quit Saturday," said Walt. "I wonder how a ten farad condenser would drive one of those miniatures."
"Pretty well, I should imagine. Why?"
"Why not mount one of the miniatures on a gunstock and put a ten farad condenser in the handle? Make a nice side arm."
"Good for one shot, and not permanently charged. You'd have to cut your leakage down plenty."
"Could be. Well, we'll work on that one afterwards. Let's get that drone fixed."
"Let's fix up all the drones we have. And we'll have the boys wire up as many as they can of the little message-canisters. The whole works go at once at the same acceleration, with the little ones running interference for the big boy."
"Murdoch invited us to 'come and get him,'" said Channing in a hard voice. "That, I think we'll do!"