" Perry Rhodan 0019 - (13) The Immortal Unknown" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

 The Ferronian scientists were deeply disturbed as they conferred about the so-called impossibility. The
facts, alas, proved the exact opposite.

McClears, whose craft was stationed at the huge spaceport of Thorta, watched the quick take-off of the
other ships on telecom. All transmitters were turned on. It was of the utmost importance to keep in
constant communication.

McClears’ damp bright-red hair stuck to his perspiring forehead. His orders came quickly and sharply.
His irritation was understandable. Before they had left theStardust ’s airlocks four weeks ago, Terra
time, Perry Rhodan had promoted him to Chief of the Guppies. McClears was dismayed that he now
was stuck with the responsibility after Rhodan suddenly disappeared from the scene with the mothership.

Everson grumbled and fiddled around with the Arkonide structure-sensor. His hypno-training had
prepared him to understand the functioning of the set.

With a delicate touch he restored the contact of the burned-up end of the cable. The shock of the spark
did not bother a man like Everson.

"It works!" he triumphantly exclaimed.

But a fraction of a second later it blew up again. Everson was hurled against the legs of a fighter robot
standing in the corner. This time the set just made a short, loud crack. Then it gave up its
hyper-frequency ghost despite its special Arkonide material.

"I’ll be a son of a gun," moaned Everson, "that was a humdinger of a transition. The first time somebody
jumped out of the system and now he shows up again from hyperspace. What next? I better get out of
this corner."

McClears rushed over to the communications centre. He came just in time to see the lean face with the
grey eyes appear on the videoscreen.

"McClears, are you there?" the voice called from the loudspeaker. "Stardustto all Guppies wherever
they are. My orders for you are to land at once at Thorta spaceport. Be ready to come aboard the
Stardust without delay. McClears, did you assist in the evacuation of the population?"

"Yes, sir!" McClears jubilantly bellowed into the mike. "All ships are on Ferrol. I notified the
commanders as soon as we monitored your transition, sir."

"Good for you!" the curt answer came. "We were detained, never mind why now. I need everyone on
board. Any questions?"

McClears had the uncertain feeling that a mad rush of events was about to break loose. Everson got the
same impression.

"Yes, one question, sir," the captain nervously shouted. "Vega has started to act up like crazy the last 32
days Terra time. It’s developing into a nova, sir."

"Oh!"

McClears was taken aback. Everson started to grin. If that wasn’t just like the old man!