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Cooper, Michael D., [pseud.]

"The Runaway Asteroid"

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preferred engine diagrams and flow charts.
"I don't know!" The lean pilot blasted, exasperated. The Starmen, like
the crew from Z25, were passing time as they entered the third day of
their captivity aboard the Silver Cloud. Mark was teaching Zip and Joe
some of the Titanian vocabulary he'd been working on for two years.
"This one should be easy for you, Joe, even if it isn't 'sleep' or
'eat.' The answer is just about all we've been able to do on this trip
so far."
"Well, sleeping and eating is all we've done!"
"'K'intrishian' means 'wait.'"
Joe grinned. "We've certainly been doing a lot of that on this outing!
The past couple of weeks have seemed about pointless! Just about all
we've been doing is bouncing from place to place! We blasted off from
Eagle City to the Asteroid Belt and then went right back to Mars. Then
back to Ceres in the Asteroid Belt. Then to Montezuma's Castle and on
to Z25, and we complete our mission just in time to get captured by the
enemy! Now we're being taken to this 'secret asteroid' where Lurton
Zimbardo has his base and I'll bet anything we're going right back to
where we started-where we lost track of that ship we were chasing into
the Belt!"
An announcement came through the intercom. "Prepare for deceleration in
two minutes.


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