They swooped low over the dark surface, taking observations and
measurements. "It's not as cold as we might suppose," said Oberfield
after his first readings. "There's a certain amount of heat all along
the rim of the dark side. Radiation, I suppose, as well as the fact that
there's a certain amount of wobbling done by the planet."
Burl was studying the surface. "Seems to me that much of the dark side
has a gleam to it. Something reflects the stars; I see little glints of
light, shifting and blinking."
"I can guess what that is," said Russ. "It must be covered, at least in
the central portions, with a sea of frozen gases. What atmosphere
Mercury had long ago must have congealed there."
The ship moved along toward the twilight edge, then began circling the
planet along that intermediate belt, where the Sun could be seen peeking
over the horizon in eternal dawn. There was a cluster of men at the
radiation counter, looking for evidence of the Sun-tap station.
Finally, after passing over a chain of darkened mountains, eerily
lighted at the peaks by the Sun, there came a yell. Distortion had been
detected.
Once on it, they swung the ship outward into space again and moved along
further over the sunlit side. Burl stared into the telescopic viewers as
they probed the surface.
He saw an ugly and terrifying world. The planet, which had a diameter of
only 3,100 miles, compared to Earth's 7,900, was virtually without an
atmosphere. Its surface was baked hard, brilliantly white, covered with
long, deep cracks that cut hundreds of miles into the shriveled and
burned surface. There were areas of dark mountain ranges, bare and
jagged, whose metallic surfaces imparted a darker shade to the pervading
glare. And there were patches here and there on the surface that gleamed
balefully--probably spots of molten material.
Haines, standing next to him, was muttering, "It can't be too far in, it
can't. How could they build it?"
Then Burl found what they were looking for.
A huge canyon tore raggedly across a plain. There was a jumble of
mountains, a chain edging in from the twilight zone. And in a corner,
about two hundred miles out into the hot side, at a narrow ledge where
the mountains came down and the canyon came together, there was a
circular structure.
They could see, as soon as the telescopic sight had been adjusted, that
it was a large station. It was encircled by a featureless wall. It had
no roof. Rising on masts above it was a whole forest of gleaming discs
pointing at the Sun low in the sky.
On the tops of the mountain peaks, a half mile from the station, was
another series of masts. These were aimed away from the Sun into the
dark airless sky and toward the other planets.
"The accumulators and the transmitters," said Burl. "We'll have to get
them both."
"Getting the transmitters will be easy," said Haines. "After we shut off
the station, we'll just bomb the mountain masts out of action."
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