“Let’s get going, Starmen!” urged Zip. They had already made their farewells to the asteroid miners, and had decided to leave the alien ship on O344 for research in a less anxious time. Joe had sealed it and seen that it was securely clamped to the asteroid’s surface. Within a few minutes, the Starmen were aboard the _Star Ranger_ in their accustomed places. Just before they lifted off, Zip turned on his communicator. “George,” he said. “Thanks for your friendship. You gave me a gift I don’t think you’re even aware of.” “Oh yes I am too aware of it, David.” responded the cheery voice. “The gift of confidence. Do your Latin and find out what ‘confidence’ really means. Blessing and peace go with you men.” A chorus of voices sounded in the background, also offering farewells. Zip signed off. In minutes O344 was behind them. * * * * * When Lurton Zimbardo had first announced to Earth that he had aimed a huge asteroid through space on a collision course, the news of impending doom spread over the farthest reaches of the globe, bringing with it hysteria and despair. Pockets of unrest and violence sprang up but the phenomenon was short-lived. The memory of the Collapse was too recent, and the populace would not permit violence to prevail--but there was nothing to take its place. Cities, nations, and then continents ground to a standstill as people left their jobs and homes and wandered from place to place aimlessly. The thought of utter, unprecedented destruction for the whole planet, the home of mankind, struck at the very heart of the people. The very elderly, who remembered the worst days of the Collapse, felt their spirits quail within them. It was a time such as the world had never seen before. In the years to come it became known as The Day the Earth Stood Still. No one knew where to flee, how to flee, or even if fleeing could do any good. After a time the panic quieted down to a heartless agonizing despair, and a heavy, dark spirit fell over the planet. * * * * * “Crass, Lather, Bolcher! Get your men and go! The Earthmen have launched their detection equipment!” Lurton Zimbardo was giving orders over the intercom from the control center of his asteroid. Moments earlier the pirate leader had received a message which informed him of the launch time of Earth’s freighters and other details of Earth’s defense plan. “There are seven freighters accompanied by twelve Space Command warships! Each of you take five ships. Find the convoy and destroy the freighters! At all cost, destroy the freighters!”