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- We in an agrav-mode, - has informed Penner. - Now Io pushes away us.- It seems, we fall towards Jupiter! - Bigmen was disturbed.
- Yes, while it suits us. Will be in the fullness of time included Hypernuclear engines, and the ship leaves into a hyperbolic orbit.
Having come nearer to Jupiter on distance 15it thousand miles, we again will pass on
- , and gravitation will shoot us, as a slingshot a stone. Thus we Let's spend much less energy, than would spend, being directed
At once to the Ninth. And, except other, we will receive tremendous pictures of Jupiter!
- Close up! - Penner has looked at hours. Remains five minutes.
As has understood Lakki, the last concerned the planned exit on Hyperbolic orbit.
- If all accounts are correct, has continued Penner, - that for landing on
Jupiter-9 at all is not required to us of any manoeuvres that is important. After all
The more energy to us will manage to save the less remains doubts in Perspectivity of the agrav-ships! There should be 85 percent. But if Will be it is more, I too will not be afflicted.
- And we will assume, - Bigmen has pensively told, - that you have returned with
Such stock of energy which is more the than initial! What then?
- It would be simply remarkable, Bigmen! But, unfortunately,
There is a second law of the thermodynamics, very harmful piece. It will track
Behind that we have not grown rich on our drivings. And even would suffer Some losses - Penner has smiled broadly. - last minute has gone!
Having waited, when the ship will be filled with a familiar rumble, Penner, with
Expression of deep satisfaction on the person, has hidden hours per a pocket.
- From this point on, he solemnly declared, - about all cares Automatics!
These words as engines have stopped, and light have hardly sounded, having started blinking,
Has gone out. On the control panel red letters have flashed: FAILURE!
it has jumped and with a roar "What the hell!" Has run out from a premise.
Remained with horror looked to it following. The Wrinkled face of Donahju Has turned to a deathly pale mask.
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