Perry Rhodan 007 - Fortress of The Six Moons by K. H. Scheer

Author:K. H. Scheer
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2017-12-31T00:00:00+00:00

5 TRICKING A TOPIDE

The Arkonide combat robots weren’t endowed with ambition. Feelings and inhibitions were as foreign to them as they were inherent in thinking, organic beings. By contrast the robots functioned by means of a carefully programmed positronic “brain” where everything had been unalterably predetermined, which was of importance for the four-armed robot specialists.

Thus, it happened that the multi-jointed arm mechanisms instantly assumed their firing position as the individual sector of the positronic brain registered the first nonhuman impulses.

Bell frowned. A quick glance from Marshall informed him that the individual he sought was getting closer.

A Ferronian guard saluted. They walked past him, crossed the next corridor and stepped down to the round hall with the “cages.”

Bell stood still. A pungent odor offended his nostrils. If nothing else had proved the difference, this almost painful smell sufficed.

“Nobody should use invectives for truly intelligent beings. It’s not their fault if they have different bodies. But this stench . . . !”

Bell swallowed hard and said no more. Cautiously he stepped to the railing of the circular walkway.

The sprawling prison was located on the smaller of the two Ferrol moons. It was a dead, completely sterile world from which an escape was impossible without elaborate technical equipment. The Ferrons had refused to house these prisoners, captured in the countless battles and skirmishes of the last war, on their own world.

However, the real reason for stationing these prisoners was noted with mixed feelings by Perry Rhodan. Evidently, bio-medical experiments were conducted on the premises. There wasn’t much information leaking out and the Thort permitted no discussion of this topic.

Bell looked around the circular hall. These intelligent descendants of reptiles were crowded into cells resembling cages, which were secured by heavy locks and an electrically charged grid.

Deafening mewling and whistling erupted from the cages. Strong, dark brown bodies jumped against the high fences.

“Feeding time,” called out the camp commandant in a stentorian voice.

Marshall cleared his throat. His tanned face looked very impressive under the white wig. His forehead, having been changed by application of plastic and cosmetics, looked much higher, so that the telepath took on the appearance of a genuine Arkonide. Bell resented Marshall’s stiff and dignified attitude.

Bell remembered Rhodan’s ribbing, that he could never personify an Arkonide. So he pretended to be a commander of one of the countries in the Arkon colonies.

“Do you think it’s right to treat prisoners in this manner?” demanded Marshall harshly.

The prison commandant looked at him without understanding. The idea was beyond the comprehension of a Ferron.

Chaktor gave out a warning sound and made an imploring gesture so that the mutant dropped the matter. The feeding in the cages below continued. It was an ugly and depressing sight for humans.

The combat robot kept its weapon arms in a lowered position. Close by, at an even level with the round walkway, was a row of single cells which were better furnished and even had sanitary facilities.

Signs written in the Ferronian language indicated who was locked up behind the cage doors.

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