"The Snows of Ganymede," VI.
A group of Planetary Engineers:
look out of their apartment into the corridor;
shoot the guards;
run along the corridor;
shoot at their pursuers;
enter a garage;
lock its door behind them;
threaten protesting mechanics;
enter a rocket;
move the wheeled rocket outside;
see swarming spacesuited figures;
lift off;
are pursued by a police rocket which shoots them down;
either die in the crash or must trek across Ganymede.
This is the kind of sf that I read in childhood: Dan Dare, Jet Ace Logan, Captain Condor etc - heroes on a planet where every hand is turned against them. Sometimes we forget it. Michael Moorcock based one Jerry Cornelius novel on this premise. It took me back.
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Kaor, Paul!
And that reminded me of how Flandry's friends rescued him from Biocontrol Central in THE PLAGUE OF MASTERS. And I remember Flandry reflecting that the ease with which that centrum had been infiltrated showed how decadent Biocontrol had become.
Ad astra! Sean
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