The first patrol ship sizzled to a landing. Roshevsky-Feldkamp leaned forward till his face seemed to project from the screen and Ray had a wild desire to punch its nose. "So you've been working on our project." He said, "Well, so much the more labor spared us."
Dyann cut loose with a short-range blaster she had located somewhere on the lab ship.
"Urushkidan will die before he surrenders to you," said Ray belligerently.
"I will do noting of te sort," said the Martian. Experimentally, he cut the square-wave generator back into the circuit and turned a dial.
The boat lifted off the ground.
"Hey, there," roared the colonel. "You can't do that!"
The Jovian soldiers who had been pouring from the grounded ship looked stupidly upward.