"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.
Kaor, Paul!
ReplyDeleteAnd 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