The Syphon was the only entrance to the Barracks. It opened as the "Wet Gut5," a ramp6 leading downward into liquid disinfectant which finally filled a tunnel, which ran the length of the Barracks. Each trooper, as he walked down into the disinfectant, grabbed the hand-holds at either side to pull himself along. Half-swimming through a turbulent portion that tugged7 at his suit with cavitations designed to loose the gummiest particle of bug-dirt, he came to a quieter section where he wormed along in silence, watching the man ahead of him, his stay in the antiseptic gauged8 to make the outside of his safety-suit as germ-free as the inside.
The Wet Gut ended in an upslope. The troopers walked out, dripping, into a hallway returning in the direction from which they'd just swum. This upper arm of the Syphon was a hallway so brilliantly lighted that the trooper had to drop his polarizing shields over his eyes. The air here in the Hot Gut was spiced with ozone9 from the ultra-violet sources. As each man strode down the Hot Gut at a set pace, his suit was bathed in u-v light from lamps in the ceiling, floor and walls. Just as he was washed sufficiently10 in the Wet Gut to kill the sturdiest-shelled spore11 of anthrax, the most insistently12 cysted protozooan, in the Hot Gut he was laved in actinic radiation powerful enough to afford a one hundred per cent safety factor against his bringing viable13 bug-dirt into the Barracks. At the very end of the Syphon, so that his safety-suit wouldn't stink14 of disinfectant or crack from ozone-rot, the trooper was blasted from all sides by a needle-shower of sterile15 water. Then he was home.
The platoon to the left of the Terrible Third had ballooned and was column-of-squadding toward the entrance to the Syphon. "At ease, men," Hartford said. "Increase suit-pressure one pound. Open and check reserve air-tanks. Close off filters." The men blimped a bit. Their suits sausaged out around their arms and legs. Should some trooper have a pinhole in his safety-suit, the positive pressure within would keep the deadly antiseptic solution from seeping17 in. "Okay, men. First squad16 off to the sheep-dip. Check the man ahead of you for bubbles. This is Save-Your-Buddy Week," Hartford said.
Fat-legged and stiff, the men of Third Platoon waddled18 through the doorway19 and down the ramp into the bug-juice. One by one they went under, tugging20 themselves along through the turbulent area, past that; then turning over in three planes so that the man behind them could spot bubbles coming from any part of their safety-suit. A leak, of course, meant Decontamination. Decontamination meant an all-over shave, a load of antibiotics21 and quarantine. But it was better that one man should suffer this from time to time than that the Barracks should be sullied with a single bit of germ-laden dust.
The pale-green murk of the Wet Gut and the desert brightness of the Hot Gut were the gates of home, and welcome.
Hartford saw the Terrible Third off to their quarters, then got together with Piacentelli to go up to Officers' Country. It was good to un-clam helmets and breathe the inside air, smelling faintly green from having swept across the gardens on Level Eight. Hartford shucked off his blue suit and draped it over a refreshing22 unit. The device buzzed into action, washing, drying and recharging the safety-suit with fresh filters and reserve air and water. The moment the refresher had grunted23 an okay to his safety-suit, Hartford carried it, clean and sweet as the day it had left the Goodyear plant on Titan, to hang it up in his locker24, ready for his next foray onto bug-dirt.
Piacentelli was already under a shower. "Come on, jay-bird," he shouted. "Last one out buys the beers."
"No contest," Hartford said, setting the shower-dial. "I'm gonna stay under water for three weeks." He revolved25 blissfully beneath cold and angry needles.
Piacentelli, snowed in with suds and steam, yelled through the blasting water. "How'd you rate O.G. the night we get in?" he asked. "I thought you were Nasty Nef's fairhaired boy."
Hartford turned off his shower. "I got nothing better to do," he said. He stood on the drier for a minute. "I don't mind being Officer of the Guard, so long as I can eat supper off a plate instead of through a tube." He stepped into his shorts, pulled on sneakers and tugged on a tee-shirt that had stenciled26 over its shoulders the two half-inch gold stripes of his rank.
Pia dressed in a similar uniform. "It isn't the Messhall I miss," he said. "It's this. No number of ingenious engines, valves and relief-tubes can still my nostalgia27 for the simple dignity of our Barracks latrines."
Junior Officers' Mess was set in what looked like a park, except that the bushes were tomato-plants and the trees grew apples. The tables were mostly full. "All the subalterns getting in a quick sundowner," Pia remarked, finding a two-place table yet untaken. A Service Company K.P. in the brief skirt-and-halter Class B's the women wore informally in the Barracks came to take their order. "Big cold beer for me, honey," Pia said. "The other gentleman is tonight's O.G., so he'll have a black, black coffee."
Hartford stared after the girl. "You're right, Pia," he said. "No matter how comfy Goodyear makes those safety-suits, home is best."
"You bachelors are a threat to the Table of Organization," Piacentelli said. "You'd breed us right out of house and home if you had a chance."
"Damned right," Hartford said.
"You could find a girl," Piacentelli said.
"They all itch28 to get married," Hartford explained. "They come out to these germy planets like they used to go to Purdue. The man-woman ratio is in their favor. And biology. Pia, I've seen bears you wouldn't glim twice on Titan turn into love-goddesses after six months here. I'll meet some Service Company corporal, say. She'll look to me like the prettiest li'l thing since Adam's costectomy, and I'll call in at the Orderly Room to have us assigned Family Quarters. Back at Home Base, she'll turn out to be something you scare kids quiet with. She'll talk all the time, leave lipstick29 on drinking-glasses, or play bridge and talk about it. First thing you know, I'll be volunteering for another five years duty on bug-dirt, just for a chance to leave her behind."
"So pick up a local germ," Piacentelli suggested. "If they can't decontaminate you, they'll send you to Earth. Lots of women on Earth."
"I'd do it," Hartford said, "but I'm still more scared of microbes than lustful30 for a woman. Here's Dimples with our chow."
"Dimples?" Piacentelli asked as the girl came up with their tray.
"Watch her when she walks away," Hartford suggested.
"You must keep a carton of goat-glands under your bunk31, Lee," Piacentelli said. "Marriage isn't all bad. I've done pretty well with Paula."
Hartford nodded. Paula Piacentelli, a lieutenant32 in the Service Companies, was a pretty decent sort. "Where is she now?" he asked.
"She'll be on the Status Board tonight," Piacentelli said. "You'll be in the Board Room with her. Lee, I've got a favor to ask you. As O.G. you'll be in charge tonight."
"Paula will be in charge," Hartford said. "I'll be sleeping."
"If I go outside, though, it will need your okay as well as Paula's," Piacentelli said.
"Who's going outside with you?"
"That's the sticky bit," Piacentelli said. "I'd like to go outside alone."
"Want to run in the rain in your little bare skin?" Hartford asked. "Mix it up with a Stinker maiden33? Paula wouldn't like that. Besides, you might get yourself jack-rolled by some Indigenous34 Hominid who doesn't like Axenites running his planet."
"I want to work on my Kansan-Standard Dictionary," Piacentelli said.
"Bug-dirt," Hartford said. "Don't tell lies."
"All right, then," Piacentelli said. "I've got an idea that might lead to the most important discovery ever made on Kansas. Paula suggested it. I want to prove it."
"Tell Nasty Nef about your idea," Hartford said, signalling the waitress for a second cup of stay-awake. "Give CINCK something clever to report when the supply ship lands, and you'll have your silver stripes before I will. Wouldn't Paula love that, though? Captain Piacentelli, I'd have to salute35 first."
"Nasty Nef wouldn't consider our idea," Piacentelli said. "He wouldn't be happy to know that I've been studying the Kansan language, even. A common humanity between us Axenites and the Indigenous Hominids is a notion not welcome to the world of Colonel Nef. Brother Nef, I might say."
Hartford leaned against the table to press a fist against Piacentelli's propped36 elbow. "Don't say that, Pia," he whispered. "I'm not political; I'm not interested; I don't care whether the Brotherhood37 even exists."
"Yes, Virginia; there is a Brotherhood," Piacentelli said. "And our Nasty Nef is a Brother."
"He's a number of things," Hartford said. "He's our CO; he's CINCK; he's an SOB38. But he's our boss, and 'Brotherhood' is a dangerous word." He sipped39 his coffee. "Tell you what, Pia. If you want to go out and talk Gook with the Gooks, I'll fix it for you to draw picket40 duty tonight. The man who's got picket has been married only a month, and spent three weeks of that in a safety-suit out in the woods. I'm sure he'll relinquish41 to you the pleasure of a night's romp42 as picket officer."
"Can you do it?"
"An O.G. can do anything, during those hours when his superior officers are asleep," Hartford said.
"You're a buddy," Piacentelli said. "I'll give you free tutoring in Kansan for the rest of our tour."
"Do mo arigato gazaimashita," Hartford said. "Thanks to your mumbling43 the stuff in our room, I already talk like a Stinker." He stood up. "I'm going down to the Board Room. Pick your companion for picket, and come on down when you've dressed." Hartford bowed, Kansas-style. "Shitsurei itashimasu ga ..." he said politely, and left to assume his duties as O.G.
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adj.疯狂的,发疯的n.窃听器( bug的名词复数 );病菌;虫子;[计算机](制作软件程序所产生的意料不到的)错误 | |
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