by J. J. Green
“It is precisely to protect the squashpumps that the Unity must attack, and soon.”
Frowning at her ten-legged, bronze-carapaced manager, Carrie struggled for an answer, but she couldn’t think of a suitable response. She stalked away without a word. There had to be a better way than a frontal assault. There had to be. Avoiding returning to MacDougal, she went in the other direction, towards the area where the squashpumps were constructing tunnels for the Unity soldiers.
Scanning the ground for squashpump workers, she approached a tunnel entrance. The squashpumps had created a chain to shift the earth from the tunnel, and on the far side was a great mound of excavated soil. As Carrie approached, the chain broke up, and the squashpumps began undulating and hooting. “We’re there,” they shouted. “We’ve reached the city.”
A thought struck Carrie, and she made her decision quickly.
TRANSGALACTIC ANTICS
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