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"You can figure it out, Zip! We'll get this grand machine ready!" Joe
was enjoying the challenge. It was hard to keep him down.
After eight hours of work on the spacecraft and with dinner behind
them, Joe said to Mark, "Let's go back into the power plant and see if
we can't find some way to sabotage the system so that the pirates can't
find us when we take off. You can bring up some files on those huge
screens. Maybe we can even find some way to close down their whole
operation."
"Sounds good to me," said Mark, picking up a glass of water. He took a
sip and swished his mouth with it, then swallowed. "Best we can do
without toothbrushes, I guess."
"If it were that easy," said Zip, "our hosts would probably have shut
down the pirates long before this. After all, it's their plant and they
know it better than anyone."
"You've got to be right, Zip, but I don't like sitting around. We've
been in this room all day and I'm ready for a break. I really do like
that huge plant. Man! Imagine a room ten miles long!"
The three Starmen descended the metal stairs and exited into the
enormous plant. A few yards away was one of the large computer
terminals. Mark went over to it and activated it.
"I can recognize a few things, now that I've been through so many of
the files upstairs," he informed his partners.
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