“Come on, Drew; look around you. With the intelligence
and technology those Martians used to design and build this city, do you think
they would leave anything to chance? I’ll bet those ships of theirs are fully
fueled and ready to fly; they only left them behind because they didn’t need
them. Who knows how many thousands of years ago they left this city, and yet
Dick was able to fire up the power, air cycling systems, and everything, and it
all works perfectly. I haven’t even seen one blown light globe in the two and a
half months I’ve been here. Besides, we are crack fighter pilots. If they can
fly, we can make them fly.”
“I agree with Nicholas,” Richard said. “If
those ships work on the same systems as their main computers, I don’t think
it’s going to be a problem firing one up and at least taking it for a test
drive before making a decision. Also, as Nicholas says, judging by the
technology that went into building this city, it would be reasonable to assume
that their ships are far and away more powerful, faster, and easier to maneuver
than the Albatross. Ergo, it could cut
travel time in half, and thusly, our time in space.”
“Ergo? Thusly? You really are a computer
geek,” I said. I smiled, stood up, and jerked my head toward the windows,
“All right then, I have been dying to
explore one of these starships ever since I first laid eyes on them anyway, so
let’s go kick the tires on that one!”
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