Perry Rhodan 100 - The Target Star

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THE TARGET STAR
by K.H. Scheer
A FLIGHT OF “FANTASY”!
A SPACESHIP so fantastic that it is rightfully
christened Fantasy.
A new spacedrive is quietly to be tested, a method
previously unknown. If successful, it promises a
whole new epoch in space travel, an unprecedented
blossoming out into the unknown vastness of the
cosmic realm.
Perry Rhodan & his men prepare to leap farther
out into the universe than they have ever gone
before.
How Auris of the emerald eyes & coppery hair
glinting with metallic highlights figures in the
exploratory trip of the Fantasy, will be revealed,
along with other aspects of this beautiful alien, on
your way to–”
THE TARGET STAR
THEY “TARGET” INTO TOMORROW—THE DAWN OF EPOCH 3
PERRY RHODAN—The undying Solar Administrator finds a mystery on
Sphynx—the ancient riddle of She… and unknowingly places his entire
crew of specialists in deadly danger
Reginald Bell—Perry Rhodan’s Chief Deputy wonders when the ax is
going to fall—and it does!
Dr. Arno Kalup—The irascible space racer who fathers the Kalup
converter—key to the 3d Epoch
Lt. Brazo Alkher—Chief Gunnery Officer, Lieutenant in the Solar Fleet,
with 2 left feet & lots of hard luck. He picked the wrong porter to carry his
bags
Lt. Stant Nolinow—The Commander of the Robot Troops has brains as
well as brawn
Col. Jefe Claudrin—The native Epsalian commands the Fantasy with tank-
like grace & precision
Capt. Slide Nacro—An Earthman native of Mars, his Martian lungs could
refill an oxygen tank with a single breath!
Dr. Gorl Nkolate—Famed galactic surgeon in “adaptive” transplantations
Maj. Hunts Krefenbac—The Fantasy’s cool First Officer hasn’t sweated in
years-until now!
Col. Hildrun—Sector F-81 Chief, Lunar Security. A spy slips through his
fingers
Alfo Zartus—Lunar spy in a sensitive top-secret area
Lt. Mahaut Sikhra—“Sik” for short, a Nepalese who leads landing
commandoes at the edge of doom
Sgt. Enscath—Old dog gunnery noncom
Sgt. Rodzyn—Lunar Security guard. He shouts a warning to … late!
Sgt. Totrin—An enterprising noncom
And, of course, the Mutant Corps: John Marshall, Chief of the Mutants,
whose telepathic powers are needed desperately; Tama Yokida, telekin;
Ivan Ivanovich Goratschin, twin-headed igniter; and
Pucky—the spunky mousebeaver who must use his talent for teleportation
to try to save them all
And, introducing, Auris of Las-Toor, the beautiful woman of Akon, who
must choose between her heart and loyalty
A STELLAR TALE THAT’S RIGHT ON TARGET
PERRY RHODAN: Peacelord of the Universe
Series and characters created and directed by Karl-
Herbert Scheer and Walter Ernsting.
ACE BOOKS EDITION
Managing Editor: FORREST J ACKERMAN
WENDAYNE ACKERMAN
Translator-in-Chief
& Series Cöordinator
CHARLES VOLPE
Art Director
PAT LOBRUTTO
Editor
Sig Wahrman
Stuart J. Byrne
Associate Translators
THE TARGET STAR
by K.H.Scheer
AN ACE BOOK
ACE PUBLISHING CORPORATION
1120 Avenue of the Americas
New York, N.Y. 10036
THE TARGET STAR
Copyright © Ace Books 1976, by Ace Publishing Corporation
All Rights Reserved.
Original German Title:
“Der Zielstern”
Printed in U.S.A
ORDER OF THE ACTION
1/ SPY ALERT ON LUNA
page 7
2/ THE 3d EPOCH BEGINS
page 12
3/ PHANTOM EMPIRE
page 20
4/ EXPERIMENT PERILOUS!
page 28
5/ COLLISION COURSE!
page 34
6/ LOST IN THE VOID
page 38
7/ THE BLUE SPHYNX
page 44
8/ WHERE ANGELS FEAR
page 52
9/ THE MAIDEN AT DOOM’S EDGE
page 59
1/ SPY ALERT ON LUNA
“MISTER, I wouldn’t do that if I were you!”
Alfo Zartus froze in a cramped position. He gripped his upper dental plate in
one hand as though it were the handle of a dangerous weapon.
“Turn around, hands over your head—and drop that dental plate!” said the
same sinister-sounding voice which had startled Zartus in his furtive activity.
He tried to determine the speaker’s location by the sound of the voice. Directly
in front of Zartus was the wide conveyor belt of the fully-automated feeder station
18. It glided noisily past him on its glistening roller track. The assemblies on the
belt were component parts of a remote-controlled weapon swivel. All were part of
a secret design series (LA-185-GEZO-3) destined for use in the outer gun turrets
of heavy cruisers of the Terra class. The new feature was the field-cushion slide
channelling which had finally overcome the dangerous problem of lubrication
under vacuum conditions.
Alfo Zartus looked around like a hunted criminal. His eyes darted into every
shadowy alcove but there was no one to be seen. The long, narrow conveyor
corridor did not offer much concealment for anyone, except perhaps for the
uprights under the roller racks.
Zartus followed his instincts and moved his hand swiftly, shoving the upper
dental plate into his mouth. For a moment he felt the sharp pressure of the micro-
film container which had been shoved out of place in the haste of positioning the
plate. Desperately he worked the thing with his tongue until it fell into place on its
suction base and aligned itself with his facial contours.
The man with the slight build straightened up with a sigh of relief and turned
around, smiling uncertainly as he raised his hands.
“Pretty clever, mister!” said somebody sarcastically. “You missed your
calling—should have been a shell-game artist in a circus!”
Zartus knew that he was a goner if he were to be captured in this sector of the
automatic assembly line. During the last 57 years the Earth’s Moon had been
changed considerably—in fact it had been converted. The end product was a
satellite changed into one big integrated spaceship building-dock along Arkonide
pattern and dimensions. This planetary factory, having the greatest productive
capacity in the history of humanity, had been completed only a few months ago.
Since then the Moon’s vast assembly lines had been operating under remote
control of relatively few automatic stations.
Zartus figured that he had been spotted by a vidicam because the place was
heavily equipped with surveillance systems. But even so—and Zartus saw no
other possibility—they couldn’t have seen what he had hidden in his upper plate.
Still, he had checked for remote cameras and hadn’t noticed any. How had they
been so well informed about his operation?
He took another look around him. He thought of his assignment, of the micro-
camera under his wristwatch, and also of the Lunar Security organisation, which
was part of Solar Intelligence. If he were to be picked up now in possession of the
camera and the film, his career as a planning engineer for automated feeder
systems would be terminated! Also there was the threat of the 3d degree, trial
procedures, demotion, certainly a long penitentiary sentence or even maybe forced
labour on some remote and airless satellite.
Perry Rhodan as First Administrator of the Solar Empire had reserved the right
to preside over trials pertaining to cases of espionage which affected Solar
security. When Alfo Zartus realized that his present act came under martial law,
the fear of a Court Martial made him lose his rational control. He looked about
himself again, this time ignoring the shout of warning. With a half-choked cry he
exerted all his strength to swing up onto the feeder belt where he immediately fell
flat, unable to crouch or stand. He was carried at high speed toward the narrow
opening in the rock wall.
Beyond lay staging room 136 where components on multiple feeder lines from
all directions were joined into a larger final-stage assembly.
“You out of your mind?!” he heard the unknown speaker shout. “Get off of that
thing, do you hear me? Jump! That’s fatal, man—jump, I say!”
Zartus laughed involuntarily. His fingernails clawed at the grip-tread of the
synthetic conveyor-strip as he groaned painfully due to the jolting rollers, while at
the same time he was trying to figure how to escape from staging room 136. The
unknown observer was still yelling at him but the words had become
unintelligible.
Zartus was just thinking that he’s better destroy the incriminating data on him
when he went through into the other room and was grasped and jerked upward by
the steel tongs of an automated swivel mechanism. He cried out in panic as he
realized the warning of the unknown observer had not been a trick. As in some
detached reality he saw the onrushing opening of a spray isolation chamber where
the larger semi-completed assemblies were given a synthetic coating that was acid
and heat resistant. Behind the looming steel gate was a bright red glow. In there
the thermoplast material was kept in a liquid state at close to 23000° Fahrenheit so
that it could be sprayed on through high-pressure jets.
The robot carrier tongs were merciless. They were unable to distinguish
between inert matter and a human body.
* * * *
Alfo Zartus, Planning Eng., b. 6/22, 2062, Lowman, Idaho …
Col. Hildrun, Lunar Security Chief in Section F-81, laid the personnel dossier
to one side. He raised his sombre gaze to the sergeant standing in front of his
desk, surveying him deliberately from head to toe. A deeper frown appeared
between his brows when he noted the guard’s shock-gun in its open holster. He
pointed to the weapon, his voice ringing sharply.
“And what do you call that! Did you assume we gave you that thing to use on
mice or something? Why didn’t you stun Zartus with it? He was close enough to
you—or wasn’t he?”
The young sergeant turned pale. He stood stiffly before his superior while the
other officers of the Sector Guard looked on without a word. He knew what had
happened was not at all as simple a situation as Hildrun seemed to think it was.
“Oh yes, sir, that part’s true,” the Security man stammered. “I had my invisibility
deflector turned on so that Zartus couldn’t see me. I didn’t want to knock him out
Regulations prohibit the use of shock-weapons if it is not absolutely necessary.
And to me it did not seem to he needed. The spy was small and only had a slight
build. I could have overpowered him easily. Why should I injure him with a stun
shot?”
Col. Hildrun got up so quickly that his desk chair glided resoundingly against
the wall behind him. With hands clasped behind him, he strode across the room
toward the beverage dispenser. “Oh, so you didn’t wish to injure him! Instead,
you let him go to a certain death, didn’t you?”
“Sir, I had no idea he’d jump onto the belt, of all places! It happened too fast.
Once he was on the conveyor I couldn’t shoot!”
“Why not?”
“Because the supply belt moves faster than I can run, sir. If I had stunned him
he wouldn’t have been able to jump to save himself. That was his last chance. I
shouted at him and told him that the spray chamber was beyond the wall. He
didn’t listen to me. What else could I have done, sir?”
Col. Hildrun turned from the drink machine holding a steaming hot cup of
coffee. “Can you prove that yon shouted this warning to him?”
The sergeant looked around helplessly at his colleagues. A lieutenant from the
observation group came to his rescue.
“We have the audio tapes, sir. When Sgt Rodzyn sent the alarm signal over his
helmet transmitter we locked in the remote pickup. He actually did yell like he
said—in fact quite loudly.”
Hildrun stomped back to his desk. He set down his coffee cup so abruptly that it
slopped over. “Lucky for you, Rodzyn! You just lucked in! What gave you the
idea, anyway, to follow the spy alone into the tunnel?”
“I’ve had my suspicions of Zartus for some time, sir, but I needed proof. That’s
why I followed him under the deflector screen. He took some pictures with the
camera in his watch, not realizing that I was standing close to him. Finally he took
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