Moonrise (gt-5, tms-1) by Ben Bova

Moonrise (gt-5, tms-1) by Ben Bova

Author:Ben Bova [Bova, Ben]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: sf_space
ISBN: 978-0-340-68248-7
Publisher: Hodder & Stoughton Ltd
Published: 1996-10-12T04:00:00+00:00


MT. WASSER

Doug heard Killifer’s voice in his earphones, “Word just came in from Moonbase. Radiation cloud’s due in less than two hours.”

“Radiation cloud?” Doug blurted.

Brennart’s spacesuited figure straightened up the way a man does when he’s been slapped in the face. “How much less than two hours?” he demanded.

“Unknown. Less than two hours is the best they can give us.”

“What radiation cloud?” Doug asked.

“Solar flare,” said Brennart.

“A flare?” Rhee’s voice sounded shocked, scared. “Why wasn’t I told about it?”

“Why?” Brennart snapped. “Could you stop it?”

“But—”

Ignoring her, Brennart asked Killifer, “How’s the digging?”

Killifer replied, “Coverage complete on shelters one and two. About half done on three and four. Tunnels are all complete, but they’re not deep enough to be safe without additional rubble on them.”

Brennart sighed. “All right, get as much done in the next hour as you can, then get everybody inside. We’re going to deploy the nanomachines and then return.”

“Right.”

Doug turned to look at Greenberg and Rhee, who had just opened the canister in which the nanomachines were stored. Inadvertently, his glance took in the Sun, hanging low above the worn, rounded mountain peaks. His heavily-tinted visor blocked most of the glare, but still the Sun’s mighty radiance dazzled him.

“We’ve got to get back to shelter right away,” Rhee was saying. “Flares are dangerous!”

“Don’t panic,” said Brennart. “We’ve got an hour, at least.”

Doug was trying to remember how much radiation a flare put out. Enough to kill, he knew.

“Get this on tape!” Brennart ordered. “It’s the reason we’re here.”

Dutifully, Doug walked around the slippery rock summit until the Sun was at his back, then aimed the vidcam at Rhee and Greenberg. Bianca was gripping the big canister in her arms as if she were hugging it, while the nanotech carefully slid a long narrow metal tube from its interior. Brennart stepped into the picture to explain what they were doing. And get the credit for it, Doug thought.

The nanobugs they were using here were of a special type, designed to work in the blazing heat of unfiltered sunlight. They would extract silicon, aluminum and trace elements from the mountain’s rock and use them to build a tower of solar panels that would be in sunshine perpetually. The tower would provide continuous electrical power for the machines down in the darkness of the ice fields that would grind up the ice, liquify it, and pump it back to Moonbase.

The equipment to extract the ice and pump water would be sent by a follow-up expedition. So would the nanomachines to build the pipeline. Brennart’s task was to determine if there was enough ice in the south polar region to be worth the investment — and to make certain that Moonbase established an unshakable legal claim to the territory.

Thus Doug taped the first step in starting the nanomachines’ construction of the power tower. Legal precedence. He grimaced as he squinted through the vidcam’s eyepiece. If Brennart was correct, Yamagata was also providing a witness to their claim, with their recce satellite.

Greenberg opened the tube and placed several even thinner tubules on the bare rock.



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