Pattern for ConquestSmith, George O. (George Oliver)
Science
Pattern for Conquest
Smith, George O. (George Oliver)
Science fiction
"Maybe you shouldn't have niggled him so far."
"I was a little rough on him," agreed Billy. "But I pushed him right to
the limit of my safety. I applied all the traffic will bear. I had to,
to show my boldness and to intrigue his fancy, since I knew that in all
their victorious twenty thousand years of conquest they had never hit a
race that stood up and told him off, face to face."
"You knew what you were doing, as usual," admitted Downing. "But I came
to tell you that Hendricks has the tripod beam and the associated junk
is set up and ready for the job of jerking the guts out of VanMaanen's
Star."
* * * * *
It was not too impressive on the surface. Brimstone was cold and
forbidding and airless, the only planet to the runaway star known as
VanMaanen's Star. A useless system save for experiments of this nature,
but excellently adapted for such.
The solar intake beams were operating efficiently. The torrents
of power they would drag out of the star and use to develop the
unthinkable pressures necessary to move the core of the star would
come into the acceptor tubes. Foot-thick superconductors connected the
intake beams to those to be used for the tearing process. And these
superconductors were maintained at the temperature of liquid helium by
a liquid-cooling system. Liquid helium needed no circulation, since its
heat-conducting properties were such that no local heating in a bath of
liquid helium is possible. Normal evaporation from the open bath at one
side kept the system cold, all the way through to the superconductors.
"Good thing they don't have to use switches or breakers, otherwise
I don't know how they'd handle the energy," said Lane. "A sort of
grid-controlled intake--swell stuff. Well, fellers, let's get in the
control room and see what gives."
Hendricks handed Billy a small chromium-plated case the size of a
cigarette pack.
"We're putting personnel snatchers on all of us. If this blows--in fact
if the whole planet blows, we all end up a couple of thousand miles in
space, all canned up in incompressible spheres. Safety first, I say."
"That's how you saved the gang in the earthquake experiment, isn't it?"
"Uh-huh," admitted Hendricks.
"Well, let's take off. We've got everything nailed down tight."
Hendricks advanced the power. The meters read up, and the anchoring
tractors moved slightly in their gimbals and became immobile. The
projectors forming the tripod of inflexible beams took up all the
remaining slack in the beam system. Not one piece of unprotected
matter was left to form a weak link. Beams of sheer energy, efficient
to within a fraction of a percent of the ideal one hundred percent,
linked the beams invisibly. A system of inflexible energy, driven and
maintained by the energy output of a star--driven to rip the core out
of the star itself.
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