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"We have orders to put down the revolution on Zalit—and that is exactly what we’re going to do,
gentlemen!" he announced. "We’ll do it with or without the support of those robots!"

He heard a murmur of agreement from the men who had always felt an unspoken antipathy toward the
Arkonide ships. Fellman knew that all members of the Solar Fleet were anxious for a chance to prove
that they were superior to these bloodless war machines. And when he looked deeply into himself the
Commodore had to admit that he was no different from the rest.

"Let’s leave them sitting there," he ordered.

Not a muscle quivered in Suwari’s dark face as he took over the flight controls of theTroy . In general,
however, the African was temperamental, in contrast to Fellman.

"Increase engines to full—" Fellman was interrupted in the middle of his command as theTroy shuddered
under the impact of a sudden blow. The Commodore was thrown sideways and he collided with the
navigation console.

"They’re firing at us!" yelled Suwari excitedly. "They’ve opened up on us!"

It only took Fellman the fraction of a second to realize that his First Officer referred to the
robotships. The disaster he had been suspecting all along had suddenly broken upon them in full force.
What had happened was an atrocity. Spaceships of the allied Imperator Gonozal VIII, otherwise known
as Atlan, had opened fire on them—warships which had been assigned to support the Terrans in any and
all operations.

It was incredible. Everything in Fellman’s nature strove to resist accepting the event as factual. But the
dim presentiment grew in him that this was only a part of it—only a fragment belonging to a larger
framework that cast a threatening shadow as far as the Earth itself.

"Apparently they want to stop us from going to Zalit!" called Viceroy as he got to his feet next to the
indicator consoles. The impact had knocked him down and his lean face was still trembling.

To Fellman it was clear that the Regent was behind this action because the ships’ positronic brains could
never have directed such a manoeuvre without checking first with Arkon 3. For some reason or another
the Regent had changed tactics and decided to withdraw its support of the Terran ships. In fact it was
even ready to attack Terran fleet units if they wanted to engage in any action within its sphere of
influence. Fellman wondered how Atlan the Imperator would proceed in the face of this development.

At the same time the Commodore had an awakening urge to resist this unexpected attack. Yet he was
trusting that the one jolt they had received was only a warning shot because of course his 7 ships would
not be able to withstand a sudden mass bombardment from all of the robot warships. In fact, simple logic
told Fellman that in case of a battle his chances for a victory were hopeless. He had to suppress his
anger. He carried the responsibility for many hundreds of crewmen and he was not ready to rashly
gamble their lives.

"Let’s break up the operation and pull back," he ordered. "Suwari, make a check for damages
immediately and give me a report."

MacDanies staggered out of the Com Room, still holding his hands to his head. "They finallyanswered
us, sir," he said grimly and with pointed sarcasm. "I hope we’re not going to wait around too long before