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Rick could see that the news came as a shock to Kami and Learna also。

〃So much for surgical strikes from the ship;〃 Max said。

Rick regarded the chief for a moment。 He found that he was not yet accustomed to seeing Garudans without then…breathers; omnivores they might be; but there was a ferocity to their muzzles he wasn't all that fortable with。 Outwardly; the chief resembled Kami; but there was a solemnness to his aspect that was absent in the younger Garudan。

〃What about mecha?〃 Lisa wanted to know。 〃Scouts; Shock Troopers?〃

〃Only when their transport ships arrive;〃 the chief told her。 〃They patrol near the farms to protect the nutrient shipment while it is being loaded。 Rarely do they venture into tribal sectors。〃

Rick watched the chief gnaw at a hunk of meat one of the women had offered him。 〃Is there any regularity to the shipments?〃

The chief exchanged a few sentences with Kami in the Garudan tongue。 The Sentinel translated。 〃Approximately every three standard months。〃 This was changed every so often in an attempt to foil what was an extensive underground network at work on Garuda。 But the Invid never managed to keep anything secret for very long。

〃And when did the last shipment leave?〃

〃One month ago。〃

Rick grinned beneath his transpirator mask。 〃That means we're in the clear for the moment。 Even if they've already municated with their fleet; reinforcements could take weeks to get here。〃

〃The closest farm is about one hundred miles from here;〃 Learna said; without being asked。 〃Kami and I know that area well。〃

〃An aerial recon;〃 Max suggested。

〃No;〃 Rick said。 〃I don't think we should tip our hand just yet。 We'll go in on Hovercycles first。 Take a quick look around before we plan an assault。 Just because mecha haven't been observed doesn't mean they're not in there。〃

〃I agree;〃 Rick heard Jack say behind him。

Karen nudged Jack with her elbow for butting in。 〃Sir?〃 she then said to Lisa; hoping Jack would learn by example。

〃Go ahead; Karen。〃

〃I was just wondering what exactly happened to the first Invid troops that landed here…before the hives were built; I mean。〃

Again; Kami and the chief exchanged a few words。

〃They went mad;〃 the Garudan leader said evenly。 〃Then they died。〃


The recon team…Rick; Lisa; Jack; Karen; Rem; and Kami as scout…left the village shortly before dawn; sticking close to the northern fringe of Garuda's preternaturally quiet forest。 They had traveled seventy…five miles by the time Rhestad rose…a massive oblate field of crimson that did little to warm the land。 The two villages they passed en route had already been informed of the mission。 Worried about attracting any undue attention to themselves; Rick had requested that the Garudans simply go about their business; but there was obviously too much excitement in the air for that。 For sometimes miles at a stretch; Rick would see them crouched along the paths the Hovercycles cut through the woods; silent and feral; vulpine eyes aglow in the eerie morning light。

At mile eighty…five the team encountered its first Inorganic patrol…a pack of Hellcats a dozen strong; roaming the forest like some fiendish pride of saber…tooths。 Kami had spotted them and passed the word; the Hovercycles were shut down and concealed。 It was understood by now that the Inorganics were more than marauders or Robopolice units; they functioned as the remote eyes and ears for the Invid living puters; which in turn directed the scientists or mand troops。 Engagement; therefore; even if it ended in victory; would have only served to alert the hive to the team's position; so they lay as still as they could; pressed close to the chilled ground until the pack had moved through。

Rick and Lisa were on their stomachs; side…by…side; environmental suits adjusted to mimic the colors and textures of the area's fernlike ground cover。 Rick had his arm flung protectively across his wife's back; and was gazing at her through the helmet's bubble…shield。 Her eyes returned the wrinkled look his own were trying to convey。 It was the first time he and Lisa had been out together in a long while; and if this wasn't exactly anyone's idea of an ideal date or the 〃closeness〃 Lisa had in mind during their most recent heart…to…heart; at least they were together。 And somehow…though Rick would have been at a loss to explain it…he felt more assured with Lisa beside him。 At the same time her presence had a kind of calming effect; because no matter what they might have to face; he was freed from having to worry about where she was or what dangers she might have otherwise been facing alone。 Here; he had some measure of control over her situation…their situation。

Moving more cautiously after Kami gave the all…clear sign; the team took another hour to cover the last fifteen miles。 They had portions of the enormous hive in sight for five of those miles; but didn't get an unobstructed view of the thing until they were almost on top of it。 It sat in the center of an ancient impact crater; in a veritable forest of Optera trees; a dome…shaped structure with a base almost ten miles around; posed entirely of what appeared to be organic facets or geodesies; in fact; the hive had the look of something grown rather than erected。 Four mile…high cattaillike antenna towers were positioned at cardinal points around the hive's oddly 〃bubbled〃 base。

Through field glasses; Rick could discern Garudan slaves gathering mutated fruits from the trees。 Huge containers of these were being conveyed to the hive itself by Invid soldiers in specially outfitted suits; often piloting Hovercarts of various design。 Tracking the carts' movements ultimately enabled Rick to discover one of the hive's tunnellike transport corridors。

〃What happens later on?〃 Rick whispered to Kami; who had stooped down to ask for the binoculars。 〃Are the workers taken into the hive?〃

〃No;〃 he said; bringing his muzzle close to the helmet's audio pickups。 〃The labor camp lies about two miles from here。〃 Kami pointed out the direction。

〃Are you certain there are no Garudans inside the hive?〃

Kami shook his head。 〃Not certain。〃 The hives were the only places on the planet impervious to Garudan Sendings and out…of…body flights; but the Invids' continued presence on world in general had confused things。 The clouds and wind were full of sinister whisperings。

〃Then we've gotta find out;〃 Rick said; turning around to motion the others forward。

Jack remained behind as rear guard; while the rest of the team began to work their way over the low ridge that was the crater's rim and down into the basin itself。 It was warmer here; Rick realized without having to check the suit's sensor displays; redolent; too; he imagined; as the Optera tree forests on Praxis had been。 They were closing on the edge of the cultivation area now; and it was time for Kami to go it alone。

〃Don't take any chances;〃 Rick cautioned him。 He checked his chronometer。 〃One hour。 If you're not back by then; we're moving out。〃

〃I'll get word back to you from the camp if anything happens。〃

The underground; Rick reminded himself。

〃Just see that it doesn't;〃 Rem said。

Karen and Lisa wished Kami luck; and he started to move off。

Then all at once a small mountain was growing under their feet。 Rick thought for a moment that this might be how the bulb…canopied Optera trees pushed themselves from the ground。 Lisa and the others had been knocked off their feet; but he was still riding the rise up; arms outstretched like a high…wire walker。 Elsewhere he could see two more humps beginning to form。 Kami yelled something inprehensible; just before Rick leaped and caught hold of a network of vinelike tendrils encasing the canopy…bulb of the nearest tree。 He was dangling ten feet above the ground now; looking down on his teammates and wondering why they had their weapons drawn; when a triple…clawed Scout pincer suddenly slammed into the tree not a foot from his head。 The bulb split open like an overripe melon; showering him with viscous green gop and what he took to be seeds。

Lisa and Karen; meanwhile; were firing charges at the crab…ship; trying to position themselves for a shot at the mecha's scanner; a pouting red mouth low d

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