Three more shots went off. Jerry Rivas was shouting: "Hey, whattaya
know! I killed one of the buggers!"
There were any number of ways in which a work-robot could be shot out of
commission with a pistol. All of them would be by the purest of pure
luck. The next time we go into a place like this, Conn thought, we take
a couple of bazookas along.
"Turn everything off and let's go. See what we can do outside."
Anse put on his flashlight and pulled the switch. They got into the lift
and rode down, going outside. As soon as they emerged, they saw a
rectangular object fifteen feet long settle over their aircar, let down
half a dozen clawed arms, and pick it up, flying away with it. It had
taped instructions to remove anything that didn't belong in the
aisleway; it[Pg 122] probably asked the supervisor about the aircar, and
the supervisor didn't return an inhibitory signal, so it went ahead.
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