"I don't care if the blasted ship blows up!" roared Captain Strong to
the power-deck officer of the Solar Guard rocket cruiser _Arcturus_. "I
want every ounce of thrust you can get out of this space heap!"
The young Solar Guard captain turned back to the loud-speaker of the
audioceiver, turned the volume dial a fraction, and listened. The steady
pronounced ping of Roger's signal beacon filled his ears.
When Strong discovered that Coxine had outwitted him, he had gone aboard
the rocket cruiser _Arcturus_ of Squadron Ten and had continued on
search patrol. He dared not break audio silence to warn the cadets
aboard the _Polaris_, lest he give away the position of the ship. Later,
when the radar officer of the _Arcturus_ reported a steady signal over
the audioceiver, Strong at first dismissed it as some form of
interference from space. But when Titan failed to report the arrival of
the _Polaris_ on time, Strong investigated the strange sound. Taking a
bearing on the signal, he discovered it came from a position dangerously
close to the small Jovian colony of Ganymede. After repeated attempts to
raise the _Polaris_ failed, and no distress signals had been received,
Strong feared that Bull Coxine had won again. In a desperate effort to
catch the criminal, he took repeated bearings on the signal and ordered
full emergency space speed toward the small satellite of Jupiter.
Contacting Commander Walters at Space Academy, Strong related his
suspicions and received permission to carry out a plan of action.
"I want you to engage the enemy at all costs!" ordered Walters. "Blast
his space-crawling hide into protons! That's an order!"
"Yes, sir!" replied Strong with grim determination. "There's nothing I'd
like better."
Six hours later Strong received confirmation of his worst fears. He was
handed a message that read:
EMERGENCY:
GANYMEDE GARRISON ATTACKED ZERO THREE HUNDRED HOURS BY TWO SHIPS.
ONE VESSEL IDENTIFIED AS ROCKET CRUISER POLARIS. SEND AID
IMMEDIATELY. ENTIRE COLONY AT MERCY OF COXINE. SIGNED, SOMMERS,
MAJOR, SOLAR GUARD.
Strong realized at once that the cadets had been forced to give the
recognition code to the pirate. There wasn't any other way for the
pirate to penetrate the defenses of Ganymede. And, thought Strong
bitterly, to blast Coxine was to blast the cadets as well. The
commander's words echoed again in his ears, "... blast him, Steve!
That's an order!"
Strong turned to his second-in-command. "Man all guns! Stand by to
attack under plan S! We'll engage the enemy as soon as he's sighted!"
The young officer saluted and turned away quickly. But not before he saw
the mist in Steve Strong's eyes.
* * * * *
Tom, Roger, and Astro watched the incredible scene taking place in front
of them with unbelieving eyes. Seven men were standing at rigid
attention on the control deck of the _Avenger_. Wallace, Russell,
Attardi, Harris, Shelly, Martin, and Brooks. In front of them, standing
equally rigid, Bull Coxine was addressing them in a low restrained
voice.
"Raise your right hands and repeat after me."
The men raised their hands.
"I hereby pledge my life to Bull Coxine!"
"... I hereby pledge my life to Bull Coxine...." repeated the men in
unison.
"To uphold his decisions, obey his orders, and fulfill his purpose of
destroying the Solar Alliance and establishing a new governmental
order!"
The seven men repeated the words slowly and hesitantly.
"All right," said Coxine. "From this day on, you are my chief
lieutenants. You will command the ships of my fleet, and when we destroy
the power of the Solar Guard and take over the Alliance, you will help
me rule our new order."
The seven men looked at each other, raised a mild cheer, and waited as
Coxine shook hands with each of them.
"All right," said Coxine abruptly as he reached the end of the line.
"Get to your ships and prepare for full acceleration. We go into action
immediately!"
The men filed from the room silently, each with a worried look on his
face. Coxine failed to notice their lack of enthusiasm and turned to the
three cadets.
"Some day, boys," he said, "you'll go down in history as being the first
witnesses to the establishment of the new order."
Astro glared up at the giant spaceman. "We'll be the witnesses to the
biggest bust in the universe when the Solar Guard catches up with you!"
"Yeah," drawled Roger in his most casual manner. "You're the one that'll
go down in history, Coxine, as the biggest space-gassing idiot that ever
blasted off!"
Tom suddenly guffawed. Though close to death, he couldn't help laughing
at Roger's remark. The big spaceman flushed angrily and with the flat of
his hand slapped the cadet across the face. Then, he turned to the
teleceiver and opened the circuit to all the ships that were standing by
in space around the _Avenger_, the ships of the Ganymede garrison.
"Stand by for acceleration," he called. "We're going to show the Solar
Alliance who's boss, beginning right now! I'll give you the target in a
few minutes but head in the direction of Earth!"
He faced the three cadets and sneered. "By the time I'm finished with
Luna City, the only thing active will be radioactive!"
Suddenly Gus Wallace could be heard screaming over the teleceiver, his
face a mask of fear and panic.
"Bull! Bull!" he shouted. "The Solar Guard! We just spotted them!
Squadrons! Heading straight for us! We've got to get out of here!"
"What?" roared Coxine, turning to his radar scanner. The blips on the
screen verified the alarm. He shouted into the teleceiver, "Man your
guns! We'll wipe them out right now!"
"But, Bull--" whined Wallace. "They'll blast us out of space!"
Coxine roared into the mike. "The first one of you yellow crawlers that
tries to run for it will be blasted by me! Man your guns, I said! This
is our big chance! Wipe out the Solar Guard now and the Solar Alliance
is ours for the asking! Fight, men! Fight!"
Tom, Roger, and Astro looked at each other, mouths open, not knowing
whether they should laugh or not at the dramatic speech of the huge
spaceman. But whatever the private feelings of the criminals, Coxine had
roused them to fever pitch and the boys could hear them racing through
the _Avenger_, preparing to fight the squadrons of Solar Guard ships
bearing down on them.
Coxine strapped himself in the pilot's chair and began barking orders to
his battle stations, whipping his men into action relentlessly.
And then suddenly Captain Strong's voice, vibrant and firm, came over
the audioceiver, demanding the surrender of the pirate captain and his
fleet.
"Never!" roared Coxine. "You'll get my surrender from the barrels of
every blaster I have under my command!"
"Then," replied Strong, "I have no alternative but to attack!"
With a coldness that reached across the void of space and gripped their
hearts with icy fingers, the three cadets heard their skipper give his
squadrons the deadly order!
"Fire!"
Coxine snapped his order at almost the same instant and the three cadets
felt the _Avenger_ shudder as her turrets began blazing away, returning
round for round of the deadly atomic missiles.
Racing from scanner to the control panel and back again, Coxine watched
the battle rage around him. With speeds nearing that of light, exhaust
trails cut scarlet paths through the black space, as the two opposing
fleets attacked, counterattacked, and then regrouped to attack again.
The rhythm of the blasters on the _Avenger_ had taken on a familiar
pattern of five-second intervals between bursts. Gradually, one by one,
the pirate ships were hit, demolished or badly damaged, but still they
fought on. Coxine, his eyes wild with desperation, now kept lining up
ships in his radar sights and firing, with no way of knowing which was
friend and which was foe.
Tom, Roger, and Astro watched the dogfight on the scanner in horrified
fascination. Never before had they seen such maneuvering, as the giant
ships avoided collision sometimes by inches. Once, Tom tore his eyes
away from the scanner when he saw a rocket destroyer plow through the
escaping swarm of jet boats after one of the pirate ships had been hit.
Fire and change course, fire and change course, again and again, Coxine
performed the miracle of escaping the deadly atomic blasters aboard the
Solar Guard ships.
Suddenly the three cadets saw the outline of a rocket cruiser bearing
down on them. The white blip on the scanner came closer and closer to
the heart of the scanner. Just in time Coxine saw it and shouted for a
course change. But even as the _Avenger_ swung up and away from the
attacking ship, the cadets saw the flash of flame from the cruiser's
turrets and a moment later felt the bone-rattling shudder of a near
miss.
The control deck suddenly filled with smoke. A flash fire broke out in
the control panel and the circuits sparked and flared. Tom was thrown
across the room and Roger landed on top of him.
"Up ninety degrees! Full starboard thrust!" roared Coxine into the
intercom. "Hurry, you space crawlers! We've got to get out of here!"
Tom quickly realized that in the smoke and confusion Coxine couldn't
possibly direct the ship back into the fight. There was only one
explanation. He was deserting his fleet and trying to escape.
And then, over the noise and confusion, Tom could hear the sound of
struggling bodies and Coxine muttering an oath between his teeth.
"I'll break you in two, you blasted space rat!"
There were more sounds of struggle, and Tom and Roger heard Astro's
voice replying grimly:
"Do it and then talk about it, big shot!"
Slowly the smoke cleared from the control deck and Tom and Roger
strained their eyes to see through the thick cloud. There, in front of
them, stood Astro, torn strands of rope dangling from his arms, in
mortal combat with Coxine. The two giants were holding each other's
wrists, their feet spread wide, legs braced, grimacing faces an inch
apart, struggling to throw each other off balance.
[Illustration: _Astro and Coxine were locked in mortal combat_]
Tom and Roger watched the two huge spacemen brace against each other,
muscles straining and faces turning a slow red as they tried to force
the other's hands back. Suddenly, with the speed of a cat, Coxine stuck
out his leg and kicked Astro's foot from the deck, tripping him. Astro
tumbled to the deck. In a flash, the pirate was on top of him, gripping
him by the throat. The Venusian grabbed at the hands that were slowly
choking the life out of him and pulled at the fingers, his face turning
slowly from the angry flush of a moment before to the dark-gray hue of
impending death!
Still bound and tied by the heavy rope, the two cadets on the deck were
helpless, as Astro's strength slipped from his body.
Tom turned to Roger desperately. "We've got to do something!"
"What? I can't get loose!" The blond-haired cadet struggled against the
ropes until the blood ran down his wrists, but it was a hopeless effort.
"Yell!" said Tom desperately. "Yell! Make a noise! Holler like you've
never hollered before!"
"Yell?" asked Roger stupidly.
"We've got to distract him!"
Tom began to bellow, and immediately was echoed by Roger. They shouted
and screamed. They kicked their feet on the deck and tore against their
bonds.
Astro's hands no longer fought the powerful fingers taking his life.
There was no strength in the cadet's hands now, but in the split second
that Coxine turned to look at Tom and Roger, he gave a mighty heave with
the last of his great strength and tore free of the pirate's grasp.
The Venusian jumped up and ran to the farthest corner of the control
deck, gasping for breath. Coxine rushed after him, but Astro eluded him
and stumbled to the opposite end of the control room, still trying to
suck the life-giving breath into his screaming lungs. Slowly his
strength returned.
Coxine made another headlong rush for the cadet, but this time Astro did
not attempt to get away. He stood squarely to meet the charge and his
right fist caught the pirate flush on the chin. Coxine staggered back,
eyes wide with surprise. In an instant Astro was on him, pounding his
mighty fists into the pirate's stomach and any place he could find an
opening. Roaring like a wild animal, the cadet no longer fought for the
honor of the Solar Guard or his friends. He didn't look upon the
criminal in front of him as Coxine the pirate, but as a man who had
nearly taken his life, and he fought with the ferocity of a man who
wanted to live.
Again and again, Tom and Roger saw their unit-mate pound straight,
powerful, jolting lefts and rights into the pirate's mid-section until
they thought he would put his fist completely through the man's body.
Just as Coxine looked as if he would fall, he suddenly charged in again.
But his powerful strength restored, Astro stepped back and waited for an
opening. Coxine threw a whistling right for Astro's head. The Venusian
ducked, shifting his weight slightly, and drove his right squarely into
the pirate's face. His eyes suddenly glassy and vacant, Bull Coxine sank
to the deck, out cold.
Breathing heavily, the cadet turned, wiped his face, and smiled
crookedly at Tom and Roger.
"If I ever have to fight another man like that again," gasped Astro as
he loosened the ropes around his unit-mates, "I want to have both fists
dipped in lead before I begin!"
He held up his hands. There was not a bit of flesh remaining on his
knuckles.
As soon as Tom was free he grabbed the pirate's paralo-ray gun. "We'd
better tie this crawler up!" he shouted.
"We'll do that," said Roger. "You try to figure out how we're going to
get off this ship!"
Suddenly, behind them, the hatch burst open and Captain Strong rushed
into the room, followed by a dozen armed guardsmen.
"Captain Strong!" yelled the three cadets together.
The young captain's face lighted up with a smile. He rushed over to Tom
and grabbed him by the hand, then turned to where Roger and Astro were
tying up Coxine.
Strong pointed his gun at the fallen pirate. "What happened to him?"
Roger smiled and nodded toward Astro. "Coxine told Astro he reminded him
of an ox he saw at a zoo once on Venus. Astro got mad--" Roger shrugged
his shoulders. "Poor Coxine, he didn't have a chance!"
Astro blushed and looked up at Strong. "Never mind us, sir," said the
big cadet. "How did you get here!"
Strong told them of having picked up the beacon signal. "That was quick
thinking, boys," he said. "It was the end of Coxine. If we hadn't
stopped him now--" Strong shook his head.
"But how did you get aboard the _Avenger_, sir?" asked Tom.
"This was the only ship that wasn't a Solar Guard fleet vessel, so it
was easy to spot. We captured the _Polaris_ right off the bat, and after
we searched it, figured you three were either dead, or aboard this one.
I gave the order not to fire on you, since we wiped out Coxine's fleet
before he could do any real damage. When we saw you accelerating, after
that last near miss--which incidentally was intended to miss you--we
came alongside, forced the air lock open, and took over."
"But didn't the crew offer any resistance?" asked Roger.
"No, and from the story they tell me about Coxine wanting to establish a
new order, or something like that, they were glad to surrender. They
think he's crazy."
When the enlisted men carried Coxine, still unconscious, off the control
deck, the three members of the _Polaris_ unit and their skipper watched
him leave silently. All of them realized how close the Solar Alliance
had come to destruction at the hands of the insane pirate. Finally
Strong turned to his crew of cadets.
"Well, boys," he said wearily, "we've recovered the adjustable light-key
and captured Coxine. I guess that finishes the space pirates!"
"Yes, sir," said Tom quietly. "And this sure teaches me a lesson."
"What's that?" said Strong.
"Never to think that being a Space Cadet is a matter of learning
something from a story spool. Being a Space Cadet is like being--" He
stopped. "Like nothing in the universe!"
* * * * *
THE TOM CORBETT SPACE CADET STORIES
By Carey Rockwell
STAND BY FOR MARS!
DANGER IN DEEP SPACE
ON THE TRAIL OF THE SPACE PIRATES
THE SPACE PIONEERS
THE REVOLT ON VENUS
TREACHERY IN OUTER SPACE
SABOTAGE IN SPACE
THE ROBOT ROCKET