‘You won’t object, I take it,’ Garlock said to the inspector, ‘if we try to straighten them out. We can postpone the blowup for a few years, at least.’
‘No objections, of course. In fact, I can say that we Guardians of Humanity would approve such action.’
Down the Pleiades went, into the air of the nation known as the ‘Allied Republican Democracies of the World’, and an atomic-warheaded rocket came flaming up.
‘Hmmm… Ingenious little gadget, at that,’ James reported, after studying it thoroughly. ‘Filthy thing for fall-out, though, if it goes off. Where’ll I flip it, Clee? One of their moons?’
‘Yes. Third one out – no chance of any contamination from there.’
The missile vanished; and had any astronomer been looking at the world’s third and outermost moon at the moment, he might have seen a tremendous flare of light, a cloud of dust, and the formation of a new and different crater among the
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hundreds already there.’
‘No use waiting for ’em, Jim. All three of you toss everything they’ve got out onto that same moon, being sure not to hurt anybody – yet. I’ll start asking questions.’
The captain who had fired the first missile appeared in the Main. He reached for his pistol, to find that he did not have one. He tensed his muscles to leap at Garlock, and found that he could not move.
Garlock drove his probe: ‘Who is your superior officer?’ Before the man could form a mind-shield, that superior stood helpless beside him.
Then three … and four. At the fifth:
‘Ah, you are the man I want. Prime Minister – euphemism for Dictator – Sovig. Missile launching stations and missile storage? You don’t know? Who does?’
Another man appeared, and for twenty minutes the Pleiades darted about the continent.
‘Now submarines, atomic and otherwise, and all surface vessels capable of launching missiles.’ Another man appeared.
This job took a little longer, since the crew of each vessel had to be teleported back to its base. An immense scrap-pile, probably visible with a telescope of even moderate power, built up rapidly on the third moon.
‘Now a complete list of your uranium-refining plants, your military reactors, heavy-water and heavy-hydrogen plants, and so on.’ Another man appeared, but the starship did not move.
‘Here is a list of plants,’ said Garlock coldly, and named them. ‘You will remember them. I will return you to your office and you may – or may not, as you please – order them evacuated. Look at your watch. We start destroying them in exactly seventy-two of your hours from this moment. Any and all persons on the properties will be killed; any within a radius of ten of your miles may be killed. Our explosives are extremely powerful, but there is no radioactivity and no danger from the fallout. The danger is from flash-blindness, flash-burn, sheer heat, shock-wave, concussion and flying debris of all kinds.’
The officer vanished and Garlock turned back to the Prime Minister.
‘You have an ally, a nation known as the “Brotherhood of
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Peoples’ Republics”. Where is its capital? Slide us over there, Jim. Now, Prime Minister Sovig, you and your ally, the second and first most populous nations of your world, are combining to destroy – a pincers movement, let us say? – the third largest nation, or rather, group of nations: the Nations of the North … Oh, I see. Third only in population, but first in productive capacity and technology. They should be destroyed because their ideology does not agree with yours. They are too idealistic to strike first, so you will. After you strike, they will not be able to. Whereupon you, personally, will rule the world. I will add to that something you are not thinking, but should: You will rule it until one of your friends puts his pistol to the back of your neck and blows your brains out.’
They were now over the ally’s capital – which launched three missiles instead of one. Garlock collected four more men and studied them.
‘Just as bad. If possible, worse. Who, Lingonor, is the leader of your opposition, if any?’ Another man, very evidently of the same race, appeared.
‘Idealistic, in a way, but spineless and corrupt,’ Garlock announced to all. ‘His administration was one of the most corrupt ever known on this world. We’ll disarm them, too.’
They did. The operation did not take very long, as this nation, while very high in manpower, was very low in technology.
The starship moved to a station high above the Capitol Building of the Nations of the North and moved slowly downward until it hung poised one scant mile over the building. Missiles, jets, and heavy guns were set and ready, but no attack was made. Therefore Garlock introduced himself to various personages and invited them aboard instead of snatching them; nor did he immobilize them after they had been teleported aboard.
‘The president, the chief of staff, the chief justice, the most eminent scientists, the head of a church, the leaders of the legislative body and four political bosses, the biggest business man, biggest labor leader, and biggest gangster. Fourteen men.” As Garlock studied them his face hardened. ‘I thought to leave your Nations armed, to entrust this world’s future to you, but no. Only two of you are really concerned about the welfare of
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your peoples, and one of those two is very weak. Most of you are of no higher motivation than are the two dictators and your gangster Clyden. You are much better than those we have already disarmed, but you are not good enough.’
Oarlock’s hard eyes swept over the group for a long thirty seconds before he went on:
‘I am opening all of your minds, friend and foe alike, to each other, so that you may all see for yourselves what depths of rottenness exist there and just how unfit your world is to associate with the decent worlds of this or any other galaxy. It would take God Himself to do anything with such material, and I am not God. Therefore, when we have rid the world of atomics we will leave and you will start all over again. If you really try, you can not only kill all animal life on your planet, but make it absolutely uninhabitable for —’
‘Stop it, Clee!’ Lola jumped up, her eyes flashing. Garlock dropped the tuned group, but Belle took it over. Everyone there understood every thought. ‘Don’t you see you’ve done enough? That now you’re going too far? That these twenty-odd men, having had their minds opened and having been given insight into what is possible, will go forward instead of backward?’
‘Forward? With such people as the Prime Ministers, the labor and business leaders, the bosses and the gangsters to cope with? Do you think they’ve got spines stiff enough for the job?’
‘I’m sure of it. Our world did it with no better. Millions and millions of other worlds did it. Why can’t this one do it, too?’
‘May I ask a couple of questions?’ This thought came from the tall, trim, soldierly chief of staff.
‘Of course, General Cordeen.’
‘We have all been taking it for granted that you four belong to some superhuman race – some kind of Homo Superior. Do I understand correctly your thought that your race is Homo Sapiens, the same as ours?’
‘Why, of course it is,’ Lola answered in surprise. “The only difference is that we are a few thousand years older than you are.’
‘You said also that there were “millions and millions” of words that have solved the problems facing us. Were all those
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worlds also peopled by Homo Sapiens1] It seems incredible.’
‘True, nevertheless. On any and every world of this type humanity is identical physically; and the mental differences are due only to their being in different stages of development. In fact, every planet we have visited except this one makes a regular custom of breeding its best blood with the best blood of other solar systems. And as to the “millions and millions”, I meant only a very large but indefinite number. As far as I know, not even a rough estimate has ever been made – has it, Clee?’
‘No, but it will probably turn out to be millions of millions, instead of millions and millions; and squared and then cubed at that. My guess is that it’ll take another ten thousand years of preliminary surveying such as we’re doing, by all the crews the various Galaxian Societies can put out, before even the roughest kind of an estimate can be made as to how many planets are inhabited by mutually fertile human peoples.’
For a moment the group was stunned. Then:
‘Do you mean to say,’ asked the businessman, ‘that you Galaxians are not the only ones who have interstellar travel?’
Tar from it. In fact, yours is the only world we have seen that does not have it, in one form or another.’