After a little while we met troops skiing out from Jump-Off. But when, sweat covered, he'd killed the seventh,he felt drained, his thick arms suddenly weak. Yes sir, he said at last. Then Bakkis spoke, his tone casual.
The men whostood guard were men he knew. Strange looking. Once closed, the carriers were cooled somewhat, and whenthey lifted, pressurized. Yessir, he said.
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