Chapter 6 Chapter 6 Penfort without Dismounting

Only then did I realize that she had never called me "Mr. Penfold" since I came out.Of course she wouldn't call me that, because I wasn't Penfort anymore.I was Lorenzo Smythe again—that poor actor they paid for as a stand-in. I leaned back, sighed, and let myself loose considerably. "It's finally over, and there's nothing wrong with it." I felt a heavy burden lifted. And it was only then that I really realized how heavy the burden was, and even my "lame leg" no longer felt pain.I reached out and patted Penny's hand on the steering wheel, and said to her in my original voice: "I'm glad it's over. But, my friend, I will miss you when you are not here. Yours. You are also a very good actor. However, no matter how good a play is, there will always be an end, and there will always be a day when the troupe will disband. I hope to see you again in the future."

"I hope to see you again, too." "I guess, Tucker probably has come up with a good idea at this time, and the arrangement is probably ready? I seem to be able to sneak into the 'Tom Paine' soon." "I don't know," she said in a strange voice.I stole a glance at her and realized she was crying. I didn't feel my heart tremble.Why is Penny crying?Is it because we're about to break up?It's hard to believe, but I hope that's the reason. "Penny," I quickly comforted, "my dear, why are you crying so sadly? Be careful not to hit the car."

"I can not hold it in." "Well... tell me, what's the matter? You just told me they got him back and nothing else." I suddenly had a terrible but perfectly logical suspicion. "He's still alive, isn't he?" "Yes, alive. But, they hurt him!" She cried harder.I had to grab the steering wheel. She regained her composure quickly. "please forgive." "Would you like me to drive?" "I'll be all right in a minute. Besides, you can't drive. I mean you should pretend you can't." "Can't drive?! Stop joking. Of course I can drive, it doesn't matter now..." I didn't go any further because it dawned on me that the situation might... probably still matter.If they really beat Penfort into a bad shape, he must not appear in public with a wounded appearance, at least he must not appear in the ten minutes after the acceptance ceremony of the "Ka" tribe.Maybe I still have to be at that damn press conference.Leave in public so we can safely smuggle Penfort aboard the ship.Forget it, take people's money and eliminate disasters with people, I will take it as a curtain call! "Penney, do Tucker and Roger still want me to play Penfort a little longer? Do I have to do a scene with the reporters? Or is it unnecessary?"

"I don't know either. Because I didn't have time to ask them at the time." By this time we were approaching the long row of warehouses that bordered the fields.The tall domed bubble-style building in Goddard has come into view. "Slow down, Penny, and tell me more, okay? You should give me your lines." It turned out that the drivers all confessed.I forgot to ask if Tucker had put him in a bobby pin.Now that he had confessed, Tucker released him and let him walk back without taking off his mask.Tucker, Roger, and Penny (Tuck was driving) rushed back to Goddard. I didn't take part in this operation. Instead of regretting it, I was very grateful.In fact, the mission of an astronaut should be to drive a spacecraft, not to engage in other tricks.

Tucker and the others found the bubble-like building in the old town according to the address confessed by the driver.I can imagine that the place must be a place where the dregs of society such as prostitutes, criminals, military dealers, and homeless gather. It can be said that it is like a jungle infested with wild animals, even if the police patrol, they have to go with them.However, it is not surprising that there is such a place in every port city of the Star Empire. The driver's statement was correct, but it was a few minutes late.That room must have been closed.Inside was a bed that looked like it had been in constant use for at least a week or so, a pot of coffee on the table that was still hot, and a pair of old-fashioned removable dentures wrapped in a towel on a shelf.Clifton recognized it as Penforte's, corroborating the driver's confession.But Penfort was nowhere to be seen, nor were his captors.

When they left there, they agreed to proceed with the original plan, announcing that the abduction had occurred just after the admission ceremony, and threatening to appeal to the 'ka' tribe, thereby putting pressure on Burnroyd. However, just before leaving the old They found Penfort when they were in town. Actually, he said, they ran into him by chance in the street—Penfort was unshaven and in a daze, like a poor bum who hadn't shaved in a week. No, it was Penny who recognized him. So they pulled over immediately. She started crying again at the recounting of the experience. We almost ran into a train winding its way toward the loading dock. Freight trailer. Looks like the guys in the second one, the one that was going to kill us, must have made a report. So our opposition gangsters came to the conclusion that the kidnapping had Ineffective. This inference is still reasonable. Although some people have given me some kind of explanation before, I always wonder why they didn't just kill him? Later, I realized that their method was better than killing him. More cunning, more cruel, more conducive to their goals. "Where is he now? I asked. "Tuck sent him off to the Astronaut Guest House in Dome Three. ’ ‘Are we going there now too? ""I have no idea.Roger just asked me to pick you up, and went into the guest house with them.However, we cannot go there.That's too risky.But I don't know what to do. "" Penny, stop quickly! ""why? ""There must be a phone in the car, right?"Now we can't go any further.Not even one step.Now you have to make sure, no, you should think about what to do next.One thing's for sure, though: I still have to play my part before Tucker and Roger decide to make me disappear.Obviously, someone had to say goodbye to the public and let people see me aboard the 'Tom Paine'.Are you sure Mr. Penfort can't be seen in public if he's dressed up? "

"Public appearance? No, not at all. You didn't see him that way." Of course not.But I take your word for it.Well, Penny, I'm still Mr. Penfort, and you're still my secretary.Go ahead. " "Yes, Mr. Penfold." "Now, please speak to Captain Broadbent immediately, will you?" There was no phone book in the car, but after seven and eight calls, I finally got through.I can hear both sides of the conversation in the headset. "The Astronaut Club. I'm Mrs. Kelly." Penny covered the microphone: "Do you want to report my name?"

"Come on, we don't need to keep it secret." "I'm Mr. Penfort's secretary," Penny said seriously. "Is his spaceship pilot, Captain Broadbent, there?" "I know him, please wait a moment." Then only heard her loud voice from the microphone: "Hi! You people, has anyone seen Tucker?" After a while, she said on the phone: "He Went to his room. I'll call him now." After a while, Penny said, "Is it the captain? The leader has something to say to you." Then, Penny handed the microphone to me. "I'm the leader, Tucker."

"Oh, sir, where are you now?" "Still in the car. Penny picked me up. Where is the scheduled press conference?" Broadbent hesitated. "Thank you for calling. The reception has been cancelled. Things have changed slightly." "Penny told me that. It fits with my thoughts; I'm tired and don't intend to spend the night on land tonight. My legs hurt so much and I want to get some sleep while the ship is in free fall." Although I don't Like free fall, but I know Penfort does. "Please and Roger apologize to the special commissioner for me. Please take care of other things as well!"

"I'll take care of everything, sir." "That's it. How long will it take to get me on the spaceship?" "'Spirit 1' is always on standby to serve you. Please go to Gate 3 first. I will send an off-road vehicle to pick you up." "Fine! Let's do it!" "Yes, sir!" I hand the mic back to Penny. "Curly-haired girl, it's hard for me to say that this phone frequency is not monitored. It is very likely that this car is monitored. In any case, they may have overheard two things: one is that they know where Tucker is; the other is that I got off What to do next. Do you understand what I mean?"

With a pensive look, she took out the secretary's notebook and wrote a few words: Let's get out of the car. I nodded, took her note and wrote: How far is Gate 3 from here?She replied: It will take a while to walk. Without saying a word, we got out of the car and left.She used to always drive the car to the commissioner's parking spot outside the warehouse, so it would always return to the rightful owner.Besides, such trivial matters are now irrelevant. I stopped after walking about 50 yards.I feel something is wrong.Of course I don't mean the weather.The sun shone brightly against the clear, purple Martian sky, and it was fair to say.Pedestrians on the road were bustling, no matter whether they were in cars or on foot, they didn't pay attention to us.Even if someone glanced at us a few times, it was definitely not at me, but at the pretty girl next to me. Yet I still feel restless... "What's the matter, chief?" "Well, yes, that's where the problem lies." "What's the matter, sir?" "I don't feel much like 'The Chief' anymore. It's out of character for me to be evasive. We should go back. Penny." She didn't respond, but followed me back to the car.This time I got in the back seat of the car and sat there pretending to be a big shot and let her drive for me and headed for Gate 3. Gate 3 is not the entrance we came through.I guess Tucker chose this gate because it's mostly a truck lane with very little traffic.Penny didn't even look at the signage, so he drove the giant Rolls sedan to Gate No. 3.The guard on duty at the parking lot tried to stop her.Penny put on a serious look and said, "You inform the Office of the Special Commissioner that Mr. Penfort's car has arrived and ask them to take it back." The policeman was at a loss, and hurriedly glanced at the back seat of the car, as if recognizing me, he gave a hasty salute and let us park the car there. "Mr. Penfort, our sheriff has made it very emphatic that cars are not allowed to park near the fence." He said apologetically, "but I don't think it matters much." "You can take the car somewhere else right now," I said. "Me and the secretary are leaving in a minute. Is my SUV here?" "I'll look at the door, sir," he said, and went away.Dealing with this policeman was exactly what he wanted.This can confirm that the "Penfort First Lord" did arrive in official vehicles, and then traveled from here to his spaceship.I tucked my stick under my arm, just as Napoleon carried his sceptre.Penny followed closely behind me.The policeman spoke a few words to the gate guard, then ran back immediately and said with a smile on his face, "The shuttle bus at the spaceship launch site is waiting for you, sir." "Thank you very much." I secretly rejoiced in my heart.This arrangement is really just right. "Hmm..." The policeman looked a little flustered, but he hurriedly said in a low voice: "I am also an expansionist, sir. You did a very remarkable thing today." He looked at me with a look of awe. The talisman glanced at it. What was Penfort's air to look like in response to such a compliment.I understand it perfectly. "Ah, that would be great, and I wish you many children. We need a solid majority very badly." He laughed, a little too much. "Our party is a marvelous party! Well, would you mind if I quoted you later, Mr. Penfort?" "Of course not." We talked and walked, and we came to the gate.The guard touched my arm. "Please ... your passport, Mr. Penfort." I am confident that my expression did not change at all. "Penny, our passports." Penny gave the guard a cold look. "Captain Broadbent is in charge of all departure formalities." The guard glanced at me, then quickly looked away. "Of course that's not a problem. But my duty requires me to check and take note of the passport number." "Of course. Well, I think Broadbent must be called out. Is my special ship scheduled to take off? I think you'd better contact the control tower and inform them that the takeoff will be postponed." Penny was very alert, and she was immediately annoyed. "Mr. Penforte, this is outrageous! I have never seen such a bureaucratic accent, and it is rare on Mars!" The policeman quickly said, "Hans, it must be all right. This gentleman is Mr. Penfort after all!" "Of course that's not wrong, but..." I still put on a relaxed look and interrupted him with a smile. "I have a simpler solution. If you... may I have your name, sir?" "Hallswanthal Hans Hallswanthal," he replied somewhat reluctantly. "Mr. Halswanthal, would you like to call the Commissioner himself and let me say hello to him? This will save my driver from having to come here, at least an hour." , I don't want to do that, sir. Should I call launch site command?" This time in his tone he wanted me to agree with his suggestion. "You just need to tell me the commissioner's call number, and I'll call him." This time, my tone was a little harsh, as if I were a big shot who was busy with official duties.Although he hopes to be approachable, he will inevitably be entangled and made things difficult by his subordinates.But he was still very magnanimous. This trick is also very effective.The guard hurriedly accompanied him and said: "I think it doesn't matter, Mr. Penfort. I just...the system stipulates that...you know..."Of course I do.Thank you. "I was about to walk in. door to go. "Wait a minute, Mr. Penfold! Look over there!" I turned my head to look, and because I was delayed by the guard for a while, the reporters happened to follow me.One of the reporters was already half-kneeling on the ground with one leg, holding a stereo camera and pointing it at me.Seeing that I had just turned around, he raised his head and said, "Please hold the amulet, so we can get a better look." There were also a few reporters holding various gadgets in their hands. , surrounded us.One reporter climbed on the roof of the car, one put a recording microphone in my mouth, and another held a directional microphone, aiming at me like a rifle. I was annoyed, like a feminist leader who finds her name in the tabloids.But I immediately realized the role I had to play.I smiled and slowed down.Penfort takes this very seriously.I can totally get it just right. "Mr. Penfold, why did you cancel the press conference?" "Mr. Penfort, it is said that you intend to ask the Grand Council to grant full Imperial citizenship to the Martians. Any comment on that?" "Mr. Penfort, when are you going to launch a vote of confidence in the current government?" I raised my hand holding the amulet, smiled and said, "One by one, please! Well, what's the first question?" Of course they all said they had asked the first question; and by the time they had sorted things out in a fuss, I had passed several minutes without answering a single question.At this time, the people sent by the captain happened to arrive. "Come on, guys, the leader is tired enough today. Ask me any questions you have:" I held out my hand to stop him. "A minute or two is all right. Bill, I have to board the ship right now, but I'd like to comment on the gist of your question. As far as I know, the current administration has no intention of reassessing the relationship between Mars and Earth. . . . To the vote of confidence in this government, all I can say is: We will not act without certainty of victory." Someone chimed in: "Isn't this hollow?" "I didn't intend to be too specific." I retorted.However, in order to ease the atmosphere, I said with a smile: "If you ask me some questions that are within the scope of my authority, I will answer them truthfully. For example, if you want to ask questions like 'Have you stopped beating your wife', I promise Ask and answer." Then it occurred to me that Penfort was known for his bluntness, especially with journalists.So I said a few words of Penforte's aphorisms and the most gripping words that I remember so well, explaining that people on earth should defend their planet, but they should not take stupid actions out of fear and hatred.This adds to the glory of my trip to Mars to receive the amulet. The reporter raised his eyebrows. "Mr. Penfort, those are wonderful words, but I seem to have heard you say them in February." "You'll hear me again next February. The truth can never be repeated enough." I turned around and glanced at the guard and the pick-up car, and then said: "I'm sorry, I have to leave, otherwise the takeoff will be delayed." We got into small armored vehicles. "You did a great job," Penny said earnestly. In the armored car, we don't have to act. "You've handled it wonderfully. You really like him in the way you talk." "I almost gave it away. I was a little freaked out when the guard kid asked us for our passports, Penny, I don't think I should leave them with Tucker. You'd better take them with you." "Tuck doesn't have the passport," she said, taking a small notebook from her purse. "I brought it with me, but I didn't dare to take it out." "How is this going?" "Mr. Penfort happened to have his passport with him when he was kidnapped. We didn't dare to apply for a replacement - you can't apply at this delicate moment." I just suddenly felt very tired at this moment... Since Tucker and Roger had no new instructions, I continued to play the part of Penfort when I boarded the Tom Paine.This is not difficult. As soon as I got on the boat, I went into my cabin and spent a long free fall in it.Relying on the anti-sickness pills, I managed to fall asleep in a daze, but it was really uncomfortable-because I had a series of nightmares one after another. In the dream, the reporters, the police, and the guards all found out that I was Imposters impostors.They pointed at me, arguing over who had the best right to tear me to pieces, or throw me in a dungeon. Thankfully, I was woken up by the siren whistle.I only heard Tucker yelling loudly with his bright male middle youth: "Red Alert! One-third gravity! One minute!" I quickly climbed into the bunk and fastened my seat belt. After the inertial exercise is over, I feel much better.At least my stomach is no longer churning, and I feel much more solid on the floor. Five minutes later, Tucker walked in. "Hello! Chief!" "Hello, Tucker. Nice to meet you." "I'm not as happy with myself as I am," he said listlessly, and glanced at my bunk. "Can I lie down for a while?" "Go ahead!" He sighed heavily, turned over and lay down on the bunk. "God, it's killing me! I want to sleep in for a week!" "I'd like to sleep for a week too. Um... did you get him on board?" "Here it is. It took a lot of work. I sent him aboard the ship as a case of frozen shrimp. And there's an export tax!" "Tuck, how is he doing now?" "The doctor says he'll be back for sure, it's only a matter of time." Then Tucker said, "I'd love to catch those bastards! Wreck him like this. Nobody can stand it! But we gotta pretend As if nothing happened, let them get away with it. This, of course, is also for him!" Tucker looked annoyed and distressed.I said softly: "Depending on the situation, they must have injured him? Is the injury serious?" "Injured?! You must have misunderstood what Penny meant. To be honest, he's in good health, except he's too dirty." I was dumbfounded, "I thought they beat him hard." "I'd rather they beat him! Broken ribs, what's the big deal? No, they beat his brains out." "Ah," I felt sick for a while. "Is it messing with the brain?" "That's right! That's right, and that's not true. Their purpose is not to extract a confession. Because he doesn't have any politically significant secrets. Their purpose is to make him obey their mercy..." Tucker went on: "The doctor says, as far as he can tell, they must be taking very small doses a day, if he's just going to give it a shot. But enough injections later on would turn an elephant into a babbling idiot." ...his brain must be as full of potion as a bath sponge by now." I shook my head vigorously, trying to get the string of nightmarish experiences out of my head. " "Will he still recover?" "The doctor said that the drug can only paralyze his brain, but it will not change the structure of the brain. The blood circulation will slowly take the drug away from the brain and excrete it through the kidneys. However, it will take a long time." Tucker looked up at me now. "leader." "What?! Shouldn't it be called 'chief'? He's already back." "I was going to talk to you about it. Would you have any difficulty if you were asked to play the part again?" "Why? There are no outsiders here!" "That's not the case. Lorenzo, our secrecy is indeed perfect. Only you and I know about this." He wrung his fingers and counted them one by one. "There's the Doctor, Roger, and of course Penny. There's another man on Earth you've never met, and his name is Ashton, and maybe Jimmy Washington guessed it a bit. But even for his own Mother will not reveal it either. At least there will not be many people involved in the kidnapping of Penfort, that is for sure. No matter how many people there are, they will never dare to speak out. Even if they dare to speak out, they will not be able to convince others He did disappear. I mean, there's the entire crew of the ship, and some outsiders. They don't know what's going on, but they all know that you-Penfort is still active. Boy, in Before he recovers, can you please act for a while longer, and meet the staff on board every day, including Jimmy Washington's female secretary, and others?" "Well, . . . I see nothing wrong with that. How long will it take?" "On the way back. We'll fly slower and steady, and you'll feel comfortable." "Okay, Tucker. No pay for this time. I agreed to do it out of pure hatred of kidnapping and drugging." Tucker jumped up and patted me on the shoulder happily. "You have the same temper as me, good boy. Don't worry about your reward, we won't treat you badly." After speaking, his attitude suddenly changed. "That's it, chief. See you tomorrow morning, sir." After that, in order to change the orbit, in order to avoid as far as possible which news agency sent a speedboat to cover the report, the spacecraft accelerated its flight and then turned to slow flight. The ship was in free fall when I woke up.I took an anti-sickness pill and barely ate breakfast.It wasn't long before Penny arrived. "Good morning, Mr. Penfort!" "Good morning, Penny." I nodded in the direction of the reception room. "Any news?" "No, sir. It's the same. The captain greets you. If you don't find it troublesome, please go to his cabin." "Of course." Penny followed me inside.I saw Tucker hooking his feet on the chair in order to stabilize his body, and Roger and Bill were sleeping in the recliner with seat belts on. Tucker turned his head and said, "I'm sorry, chief, we need your help." "Good morning, what's the matter?" They answered my greetings respectfully and respectfully, as usual.Tucker continued: "For the sake of the end, you have to show up again." "Why, didn't I say yes..." "Please allow me to finish. According to our original arrangement, the broadcast network is waiting for you to give an important speech today, commenting on yesterday's events. Roger has already drafted the speech. The question is, would you like to deliver this speech?" "Where is the speech? In Goddard?" "Ah, no. Right in your stateroom, we'll broadcast the speech to the Phibus, they'll record it, send it to Mars, and broadcast it to New Batavia via a large capacitor circuit, and rebroadcast it from there. To Earth, Venus, Ganymede, etc. In less than four hours, the speech will be broadcast to the entire receiving system. You don't have to bother to step out of the cabin. Will you?" To be able to speak through such a vast television network, to speak to the universe, is an alluring thing in itself.I've only done one show on TV before, and it was a speech with a lot of cuts, actually only 27 seconds of appearance time. But this time, I was the one who took over the entire universe broadcast... Tucker thought I was reluctant, so he quickly said: "There is nothing to be nervous about, we have recording equipment on this spacecraft. We can record here, then play it back first, and cut out everything that needs to be cut out. How about it? ?” "Okay . . . okay! Is the manuscript ready, Bill?" "yes!" "Show it to me first:" "Why bother, it's still early." "Is the manuscript in your hand?" "Yes, yes." "Then show it to me." Bill looked unhappy. "It's not too late to give it to you an hour before the recording. It's better for this kind of speech to feel like it was delivered off the cuff." "It takes a lot of preparation to come across as impromptu, Bill. I know a lot more about this than you do." "Didn't you go through the preparation and rehearsal for your performance at the spaceship launch site yesterday? It was a good performance! Why don't you do it the same way?!" Bill was stalling for time.But the Penfort in me was growing stronger. Seeing that I might have a fit, others persuaded me: "Forget it, Bill, give him the speech!" Bill snorted and threw the script at me... The spaceship is in free fall.The manuscript paper floated in the air.The draft in the cabin blew the manuscript paper apart.Penny hurriedly tidied up the manuscript papers one by one, and handed them to me.I said "Thank you" in a Penfort tone, and looked at it without saying a word. I glanced briefly aside, then looked up. "How do you feel?" Roger asked. "About five minutes was about joining the 'ka' clan, and the rest was all about defending the policies of the expansionist party. It wasn't much different from the previous speeches." "Yes! The matter about joining the 'ka' family is just an introduction. The purpose of the speech is to lead out the latter part. You must know that we are preparing to launch a vote of confidence in the near future." "I know that. You guys are going to seize this opportunity to make a splash. I have no opinion on that. But..." "But what...? What are you worried about?..." "Well, it's character expression. I think there are a few places where the wording needs to be changed. It doesn't fit his usual way of speaking..." Bill was furious. "You just have to read the speech! As for the wording, that's our business!" "You don't understand, Bill. My job is to play my character well. I can't play my character well if I force my character to say things that he can't normally say. It would be unreal, just Like a goat suddenly speaking Greek..." "Listen, Smythe, you're not hired to criticize speeches. You're hired..." "Don't mention it, Bill!" Tucker interrupted him. "And don't keep being Smythe... hired or something! What do you think, Roger?" "The way I see it, Chief, the only thing you disagree with is the wording, don't you?" "You can say that. Also, I would like to suggest that the personal attack on Kwarog, the current head of government, be deleted, and there is no need to insinuate that he is financially sponsored. I don't think Penforte would say such a thing." Roger's eyes flickered, and he looked a little strange. "I added that, but you may be right. He's always been generous." He paused, thinking for a moment. "If you think it's necessary to change it, just do it. How about releasing it after recording, how about it?" He smiled sternly. "Just do it, Bill." Bill suddenly walked out of the room.Roger sighed. "Bill doesn't like to be directed by anyone other than Penfort. But he's a very talented man. Oh, let's not mention it. Chief, when do you think the recording will start? Our provisional frequency is 160." "It's hard to say now. Anyway, it will be ready when the time comes." Penny followed me back to the office.After she closed the door, I said, "I have nothing to trouble you for an hour or so, Penny. Ask the doctor for some pills, I might need them." "Okay, sir." She walked towards the door with light steps. "leader." "What is it, Penny?" "I just want to tell you that you don't have to believe what Bill says! Bill does make drafts a lot, and Roger does, and even I make drafts for Penfort sometimes. He takes what he likes from them, too. But when he spoke, it was all his own words." "I take your word for it." "Do your best!" I did try my best.At first, I just changed some synonyms, and replaced those squishy Latin words with lively German.But in the end, the more I talked, the more excited I was, I simply tore up the speech and played it according to my understanding of all Penfort's speeches. I only took Penny as my audience, and I got Tucker's guarantee: no matter who it is, no eavesdropping or disturbing. After hearing it for less than three minutes, Penny was so moved that his face flushed and tears flowed down his face.The speech lasted 28 minutes, leaving just enough time for a preview of the show.At the end, Penny was in tears and could not speak.In fact, I did not deviate from the lofty theoretical principles announced by Penfold himself, and made a lot of use of them. I just conveyed the essence of the theory he usually insisted on as it is, and most of the words are taken from his previous speeches. It is strange to say that I myself believe in the words that I transplanted from my own mouth, and I am almost infected with a kind of fanaticism.Anyway, I did give a real speech! We then all listened to the recording together and watched my 3D video from start to finish.When it was over, I asked Roger, "What do you think? Do you want to cut something?" He took Xueqian from his mouth, "No. If you want to know my opinion, leader, I think it should be broadcast like this!" Bill went out again like last time, but others stepped forward excitedly. "Mr. Penfort, very well said!" Penny was literally speechless. When it's over, I go to bed.Every time I have a big success, I am always exhausted.This sleep lasted more than eight hours. Roger Clifton at the beginning of a gravitational acceleration flight.Walking in, there was an indescribable uneasiness on his face, he was proud, worried, and a little panicked. "What is it, Roger?" "Boss! They've sneaked away! The Kwarog government has resigned!"