Combat Unit I do not like it it has the appearance of a trap but the order has been given. I enter theroom and the valve closes behind me. I inspect my surroundings. I am in a chamber 40.81 meterslong 10.35meters wide 4.12 high with no openings except the one through which I entered. It is flooredand walled with five-centimeter armor of flint-steel and beyond that there are ten centimetersof lead Curiously massive combat apparatus is folded and coiled in mountings around the room.Energy is flowing in heavy buss bars beyond the shielding. I am sluggish for want of rechargemy cursory examination of the room has required .8 seconds. Now I detect movement in a heavy jointed arm mounted above me. It begins to rotate unfold. Iassume that I will be attacked and decide to file a situation report. I have difficulty inconcentrating my attention. . . . I pull back receptivity from my external sensing circuitsset my bearing locks and switch over to my introspection complex. All is dark and hazy. I seemto remember when it was like a great cavern glittering with bright lines of transvisual colors.. . . It is different now I grope my way in gloom feeling along numbed circuits test-pulsingcautiously until I feel contact with my transmitting unit. I have not used it since . . . Icannot remember. My memory banks lie black and inert. quotCommand Unitquot I transmit quotCombat Unit TME requests permission to file VSR.quot I wait receptors alert. I do not like waiting blindly