" Perry Rhodan 0108 - (100) Desert of Deaths Domain" - читать интересную книгу автора (Perry Rhodan)

Too bad, but he had to abandon Zuglert now to his own fate.

Gerard walked down the hallway till he reached the antigrav shaft, stepped inside to let himself be gently
wafted down. He felt greatly relieved in the knowledge that he had just escaped from a dangerous
situation.

He also realized that the memory of the yellow-greyish death’s-head face would pursue him for a long
time to come.



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TheFlorida came from the centre of the galaxy. Major Kindsom, commander of the patrol cruiser knew
what was expected of him after having executed a certain number of transitions on their return to Terra:
namely a short report via the directional telecom about the results of his activities in the centre of the
Milky Way. Dick Kindsom had prepared his report for Terra and it had been encoded on a special foil
for the broadcast. He inserted the plastic foil into the proper slot in the sender and pushed the release
key. He heard a soft clicking noise. Dick Kindsom knew that practically simultaneously the receiver sets
on Terra—9000 light-years distant—would start working. His entire message, which had a total length of
three-thousandth of one second, would be expanded, taken apart, examined, put together again; finally
the transformer would spit out a piece of microfilm which in turn could then be projected through an
instrument, thus permitting the properly authorized personnel to read in clearly legible print what Dick
Kindsom had said in some thousand words. It was as simple as that.

Dick’s message reported that the gap torn by the united fleets of Terra and Arkon in the energy screen
surrounding the mysterious Blue System of the Akons had closed again. This meant that the Akons had
restored their fortress to a state of readiness against enemy attack—although they knew only too well
that even a repaired "Blue Screen" would be ineffective to protect them against the linear-drive of Terra’s
spaceships.

Now that Dick Kindsom had dutifully carried out what was expected from him he proceeded to ready
theFlorida for the next transition. He was just about to initiate the hyper-transition which would bring his
ship a few more thousand light-years closer to Terra when the telecom-receiver gave off a warning signal.

He simply depressed one button which annulled all positronic commands he had fed into the automatic
guidance system of theFlorida . A red light appeared on the receiver’s screen and a mechanical voice
stated: "Fering 2 calling cruiserFlorida . We have a TTT-call from Fering 2 for cruiserFlorida . Come in,
please."

Dick acted swiftly. TTT meant top urgent. Though he couldn’t imagine who on this godforsaken world
of Fering 2 should want to contact him so urgently, he immediately instructed the communication robot to
accept the call.

"Maj. Kindsom speaking, commander of theFlorida ," Dick announced.
 The red light signal on the receiver screen disappeared, giving way to a momentary flickering bright
glare, and then a face became visible, a sight which caused Dick to recoil in horror. The head resembled