The Man-Kzin Wars 01 (18 page)

“
T
hey are building more." Markham sounded proud.
“
A
nd weapons and support machinery. This will be an industrial as well as a naval base."
“
F
or the next war-" Tregennis seemed close to tears. Ryan patted his hand. Silence took over
.

The boat entered atmosphere, which whined as she decelerated around the globe. A dawn storm, grit and ice, obscured the base, but the humans made out that it was in the great crater, presumably because the moonfall had brought down valuable ores and caused more to spurt up from beneath. Interconnected buildings made a web across several kilometers, with a black central spider. Doubtless much lay underground. An enterprise like this was large-scale or it was worthless. True, it had to start small, precariously-the first camp, the assembling of life support systems and food production facilities and a hospital for victims of disasters such as were inevitable when you drove hard ahead with your work on a strange world-but demonic energy had joined the exponential-increase powers of automated machines to bring forth this city of warriors
.

No, Ryan thought, a city of workers in the service of future warriors. Thus far few professional fighters would be present except the crew of
Vengeful Slasher
. They weren't needed
...
yet. The warship was on hand against unlikely contingencies. Well, in this case kzin paranoia had paid off. The pilot made an instrument landing into a cradle. Ryan spied more such units, three of them holding shuttles. The field on which they stood, though paved, must often be treacherous because of drifted dust. Secunda had no unfrozen water to cleanse its air; and the air was a chill wisp. Most of the universe is barren. Hawaii seemed infinitely far away. A gang tube snaked from a ziggurat-like terminal building. Airlocks linked. An armed kzin entered and saluted. Hraou-Captain gestured at the humans and snarled an imperative before he went out. Markham unharnessed. I am to follow him," he said.
“
Y
ou go with this guard. Quarters are prepared. Behave yourselves and
...
I will do my best for you
.

Ryan rose. Two-thirds Earth weight felt good. He collected his and Tregennis' bags in his right hand and gave the astronomer his left arm for support. Kzinti throughout a cavernous main room stared as the captives appeared. They didn't goggle like humans, they watched like cats. Several naked tails switched to and fro. An effort had been made to brighten the surroundings, a huge mural of some hero in hand-to-hand combat with a monster; the blood jetted glaring bright
.

The guard led his charges down corridors which pulsed with the sounds of construction. At last he opened a door, waved them through, and closed it behind them. They heard a lock click shut.

The room held a bed and a disposal unit, meant
for kzinti but usable by humans; the bed was ample for two, and by dint of balancing and clinging you could take care of sanitation. I better help you till you feel better, Prof," Ryan offered.
“
M
eanwhile, why don't you lie down? I'll unpack." The bags and floor must furnish storage space. Kzinti seldom went in for clothes or for carrying personal possessions around.

They did hate sensory deprivation, still more than humans do. There was no screen, but a port showed the spacefield. The terminator storm was dying out as the sun rose higher, and the view cleared fast. Under a pale red sky, the naval complex came to an end some distance off. Tawny sand reached onward, strewn with boulders. In places, wind had swept clear the fused crater floor. It wasn't like lava, more like dark glass. Huge though the bowl was, Secunda
m
uch less dense than Earth, but significantly larger
had a wide enough horizon that the nearer wall jutted above it in the west, a murky palisade. Tregennis took Ryan's advice and stretched himself out. The quartermaster
s
miled and came to remove his shoes for him.
“
M
ight as well be comfortable,

Ryan said, "or as nearly as we can without beer.
”

“
A
nd without knowledge of our fates," the Plateaunian said low.
“
W
orse, the fates of our friends."

“
A
t least they are out of Markham's filthy hands.
”

“
K
amehameha, please. Watch yourself. We shall have to deal with him. And he-I think he too is feeling shocked and lonely. He didn't expect this either. His orders were merely to hamper exploration beyond the limits of human space. He wants to spare us. Give him the chance.
”

“
H
a! I'd rather give a shark that kind of chance. It's less murderous."

“
O
h, now, really.
”

Ryan thumped fist on wall.
“
W
ho do you suppose put that kzin up to attacking Bob Saxtorph back in Tiamat? It has to have been Markham, when his earlier efforts failed. Nothing else makes sense. And this, mind you, this was when he had no particular reason to believe our expedition mattered as far as the kzinti were concerned. They hadn't trusted him with any real information. But he went ahead anyway and tried to get a man killed to stop us. That shows you what value he puts on human life."
“
W
ell, maybe
...
maybe he is deranged," Tregennis sighed.
“
W
ould you bring me a tablet, please? I see a water tap and bowl over there."
“
S
ure. Heart, huh? Take it easy. You shouldn't've come along, you know." Tregennis smiled.
“
M
edical science has kept me functional far longer than I deserve
.

'But fill me with the old familiar Juice, 'Methinks I might recover by-and-by!'
Ryan lifted the white head and brought the bowl, from which a kzin would have lapped, carefully close to the lips.
“
Y
ou've got more heart than a lot of young bucks I could name," he said.

Time crept past
.

The door opened.
“
H
ey, food?" Ryan asked
.

Markham confronted them, an armed kzin at his back. He was again pallid and stiff of countenance.
“
C
ome," he said harshly
.

Rested, Tregennis walked steady-footed beside Ryan. They went through a maze of featureless passages with shut doors, coldly lighted, throbbing or buzzing. When they encountered other kzinti they felt the carnivore stares follow them
.

After a long while they stopped at a larger door. This part of the warren looked like officer country, though Ryan couldn't be sure. when practically everything he saw was altogether foreign to him. The guard let them in and
followed
.

The chamber beyond was windowless, its sole ornamentation a screen on which a computer projected colored patterns. Kzin-type seats, desk, and electronics suggested an office, but big and mostly empty. In one corner a plastic tub had been placed, about three meters square. Within stood some apparatus, and a warrior beside, and the drug-dazed telepath huddled at his feet
.

The prisoners' attention went to Hraou-Captain and another-lean and grizzled by comparison
–
seated at the desk.
“
S
how respect," Markham directed.
“
Y
ou meet Werlith-Commandant.
”

Tregennis bowed, Ryan slopped a soft salute
.

The head honcho spat and rumbled. Markham turned to the men.
“
L
isten," he said.
“
I
have been in
...
conference, and am instructed to tell you
.

Fido has been found.
”

Tregennis made a tiny noise of pain. Ryan hunched his shoulders and said,
“
T
hat's what they told you.
”

"it is true," Markham insisted.
“
T
he boat went to Prima. The interrogation aboard Rover led to a suspicion that the escapers might try that maneuver. Ya-Nar-Ksshinn
–
call it Sun Defter, the asteroid tug, was prospecting. The commandant ordered it to Prima, since it could get there very fast. By then Fido was trapped on the surface. Fenger and Yoshii broadcast a call for help, so Sun Defter located them. just lately, Fido has made a new broadcast which the kzinti picked up. You will listen to the recording.
”

Werlith-Commandant condescended to touch a control. From the desk communicator, wavery through a seething of radio interference, Juan Yoshii's voice came forth
.

“
Hello, Bob, Dorcas, L
aurinda-Kam, Arthur,
...
lf, if you hear-hello from Carita and me. We'll set this to repeat on different bands, hoping you'll happen to tune it in somewhere along the
line. It's likely goodbye.
”

“
N
o," said Carita's voice, "it's 'good luck.' To you. Godspeed. "
“
R
ight," Yoshii agreed.
“
B
efore we let you know what the situation is, we want to beg you, don't ever blame yourselves. There was absolutely no way to foresee it. And the universe is full of much worse farms we could have bought
.

“
H
owever-" Unemotionally, now and then aided by his companion, he described things as they were.
“
W
e'll hang on till the end, of course," he finished.
“
S
oon we'll see what we can rig to keep us alive. After the hull collapses altogether, we'll flit off in search of bare rock to sit on, if any exists. Do not, repeat do not risk yourselves in some crazy rescue attempt. Maybe you could figure out a safe way to do it if you had the time and no kzinti on your necks. Or maybe you could talk them into doing it. But neither one is in the cards, eh? You concentrate on getting the word home.
”

“
W
e mean that," Carita said
.

“
L
aurinda, I love you," Yoshii said fast.
“
F
arewell, fare always well, darling. What really hurts is knowing you may not make it back. But if you do, you have your life before you. Be happy.
”

“
W
e aren't glum." Carita barked a laugh.
“
I
might wish Juan weren't quite so noble, Laurinda, dear. But it's no big thing either way, is it? Not any more. Good luck to all of you.
”

The recording ended. Tregennis gazed beyond the room
–
at this new miracle of nature? Ryan stood swallowing tears, his fists knotted
.

“
Y
ou see what Saxtorph's recklessness has caused," Markham said.
“
No
!
”
Ryan shouted.
“
T
he kzinti could lift them off! But they-tell his
Excellency
yonder they're afraid to!
”

“
I
will not. You must be out of your mind. Besides, Sun Defier cannot land on a planet, and carries no auxiliary.
”

“
A
shuttle-No. But a boat from the warship.
”

“
W
hy? What have Yoshii and Fenger done to merit saving, at hazard to the kzinti for whom they only want to make trouble? Let them be an object lesson, gentlemen. if you have any care whatsoever for the rest of your party, help us retrieve them before it is too late.
”

“
I
don't know where they are. Not on P-prima, for sure
.

“
T
hey must be found.
”

“
W
ell, send that damned tug.
”

Markham shook his head.
“
I
t has better uses. It was about ready to return anyway. It will take Secunda orbit and wait for an asteroid that is due in shortly." He spoke like a man using irrelevancies to stave off the moment when he must utter his real meaning
.

“
okay, the warship.
”

“
It too has other duties. I've told them about Saxtorph's babbhng of kamikaze tactics. Hraou-Captain must keep his vessel prepared to blow that boat out of the sky if it comes near-until Saxtorph's gang is under arrest, or dead. He will detach his auxiliaries to search.
”

“
L
et him," Ryan jeered.
“
B
ob's got this whole system to skulk around in.
”