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alone?
As far as I can see.
Right. Hold him where he is.
Tell him to take cover,
and I'll send an escort party for him
as soon as it gets dark.
- What is it, Orac?
- You asked me to report any extension
of the Federation command network.
Magnetrix terminal 406 is now programmed in.
- What planet does the terminal serve?
- Helotrix.
- Helotrix.
- It is the main terminal for the planet Helotrix.
The fact is checked and confirmed.
That means the Helots are back in the empire.
But they aren't the sort to cave in so quickly.
It took the Federation years
to subdue them on the first expansion.
They've retaken Lubus and Porthia Major
in the last few weeks.
If Helotrix has gone,
that means the Federation
now control most of Sector 4.
If they keep expanding at this rate, Avon,
we haven't as much time as you thought.
They'll be knocking on the door
in a couple of years.
How are they doing it?
I don't know, but maybe we should start running.
I always thought your idea
of having a combat base was crazy.
Vila, I won't run.
We have to find out what it is they're doing.
Why the old colonies
are being conquered so easily.
Then perhaps we can do something about it.
The five of us? Oh, and Trooper Orac here.
We need to know how they are doing it.
It's possible that the Federation
have some new weapon,
something we don't know about.
- All the more reason to start running now.
- Oh, drop it, Vila. Avon's right.
If it is something new,
how are we going to find out about it?
There's only one way.
AVON: We have to go to Helotrix.
(Rustling)
Our duty target's nice and steady now, sir.
Hasn't moved for an hour.
Then presumably Igin's got back to base.
All right, prepare for neutron strike.
All launchers mobile, sir.
Ready launchers 3 and 17.
Fifty-metre bracket pattern.
- 3 and 17 locked on, now.
- Primary relay open.
Safety lock clear.
Fire.
Countdown.
Four, three, two.
They must have had some kind of marker on him.
That should have been me.
- It was my idea.
- Igin volunteered.
I should never have sent him. He was too old.
But that's why he volunteered, Hunda,
don't you see?
- He wanted to be of use.
- Nevertheless, it was my idea, I should have gone!
Yes, sir, with any luck
the rebel's Fourth Column has just ceased to exist.
- Well done.
- Thank you, sir.
Mind you,
I have a sneaking respect for these Helots.
I led a squadron of them once.
Marvellous fighters, especially at close quarters.
They love the hand-to-hand stuff.
Not really necessary, of course, these days, sir.
Don't you believe it, Quute.
You can't do everything with your missiles.
Bunkers, strong points, inner city combat.
You've got to winkle them out with cold steel.
It's the only way of clearing the ground.
- Gas, sir?
- It's not always effective.
- Do you remember the Fletch expedition of '29?
- No, I don't think I do.
Fletch used gas against the Wazis.
Complete massacre, bodies everywhere.
Took dinner with his officers that night,
suddenly the Wazis came over the wall,
butchered the whole expedition.
It seems Wazis are gill-breathers,
they can lie dormant for days.
That's very interesting, sir.
- You'll send out a patrol to do a body count?
- Of course, sir.
Well, don't use our own troops.
We've got some adapted Helots under training.
Yes, I've seen them.
- What do you think of them?
- They seem like all Helots after adaptation.
Suggestible, obedient and glad to follow orders.
They should make excellent troops.
I don't know. Something missing, I think.
- Fire in the belly, Quute. You can't fight without it.
- No, of course not, sir.
- I'm meeting the President-elect later on.
- Yes, I'd heard he'd arrived.
- He's a Helot, they say.
- Practor? Oh, yes, born and bred.
It's a good idea getting one of their own
to run the place.
- Is he adapted, sir?
- It's not necessary,
Practor's been
on the Federation civil list for years.
He knows all the ropes.
So it shouldn't take
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