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"
Breakthrough
at
Easter
Ten
--
no
,
Easter
Eleven
,
where
I
am
now
.
Big
hole
and
they
're
pouring
up
.
Hundreds
.
More
than
that
.
"
I
had
a
hand
flamer
in
each
hand
and
was
burning
them
down
as
I
reported
.
"
Get
out
of
there
,
Johnnie
!
"
"
Wilco
!
"
--
and
I
started
to
jump
.
And
stopped
.
Checked
the
jump
in
time
,
stopped
flaming
,
and
really
looked
--
for
I
suddenly
realized
that
I
ought
to
be
dead
.
"
Correction
,
"
I
said
,
looking
and
hardly
believing
.
"
Breakthrough
at
Easter
Eleven
is
a
feint
.
No
warriors
.
"
"
Repeat
.
"
"
Easter
Eleven
,
Black
One
.
Breakthrough
here
is
entirely
by
workers
so
far
.
No
warriors
.
I
am
surrounded
by
Bugs
and
they
are
still
pouring
out
,
but
not
a
one
of
them
is
armed
and
those
nearest
me
all
have
typical
worker
features
.
I
have
not
been
attacked
.
"
I
added
,
"
Captain
,
do
you
think
this
could
be
just
a
diversion
?
With
their
real
breakthrough
to
come
somewhere
else
?
"
"
Could
be
,
"
he
admitted
.
"
Your
report
is
patched
through
right
to
Division
,
so
let
them
do
the
thinking
.
Stir
around
and
check
what
you
've
reported
.
Do
n't
assume
that
they
are
all
workers
--
you
may
find
out
the
hard
way
.
"
"
Right
,
Captain
.
"
I
jumped
high
and
wide
,
intending
to
get
outside
that
mass
of
harmless
but
loathsome
monsters
.
That
rocky
plain
was
covered
with
crawly
black
shapes
in
all
directions
.
I
overrode
my
jet
controls
and
increased
the
jump
,
calling
out
,
"
Hughes
!
Report
!
"
"
Bugs
,
Mr.
Rico
!
Zillions
of
'
em
!
I
'm
a-burnin
'
'
em
down
!
"
