"Yes."
Grantline and I rushed out upon the catwalk. Waters was mounting the spiral ladder from the deck. "Into your cubby," I shouted. "Call Earth. Keep calling until you get them."
Grantline rushed for the deck. I gained the control turret, Drac, with his thin face white and set, met me at the door. "We need velocity."
I nodded. "We'll get it, Drac; have no fear of that."
I set the gravity-plates for the greatest possible acceleration forward and added the stern rocket engines for narrow-angle maneuvering.
With gathering speed we plunged directly for the oncoming enemy ship.
6
"But there's something wrong, Drac."
"We've got grade five acceleration."