Murray F. Yaco

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Murray F. Yaco,  Unspecialist

“ Four weeks later two of the fertilizer sleds went out of phase and automatically cut the ship out of hyperdrive.
“A welcome diversion,” said Banner to Harcraft, “you are now about to meet your mortal enemy face to face.”
“Manual labor? Never,” said Harcraft, assuming the pose of a man bravely facing the firing squad. “Patrol duty is my lifeblood. Even freight duty such as this I can stomach. But manual labor! Please captain, let the air out of the ship, if you will, but never shall these hands—”
“Somebody call me?” asked Arnold, appearing silently.
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Murray F. Yaco,  Unspecialist

“ A ship was picked up by the spec-spanner, and at their delight at the break in routine, they summoned Arnold up to the cabin.
“Take a good look,” said Banner, “it’s an Ankorbadian ship. Probably the first and last you’ll ever see.” Arnold watched as Banner’s finger tracked a slowly moving point of light across a recessed ceiling screen.
“Yes, sir,” said Harcraft, “you are looking at the representatives of mankind’s only sibling. The noble Ankorbades.”
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Source: Gutenberg

Murray F. Yaco,  Unspecialist

“ Harcraft broke in, “That tale about an Ankorbadian fleet build-up has been discredited a full thousand times. When they pried that crazy scout out of his ship, he was an hour away from the crematorium. You try spending forty-six days in space without food or water sometime! You’ll see hidden arsenals of alien ships till hell won’t have it.”
“And,” added Banner, “where is this fleet build-up supposed to take place? The patrol has had every planet in reachable space under scheduled surveillance for the past twenty years. You don’t hide a thousand S-type cruisers in somebody’s pocket.”
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Source: Gutenberg

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