 How was Dr. Mansard's radio and ship drive destroyed?
The original text appears when hovering the cursor over the marked text. This e-text was produced from Amazing Science Fiction Stories March 1959. He was a living weapon of destruction— immeasurably powerful, utterly invulnerable. Trella feared she was in for trouble even before Motwick's head dropped forward on his arms in a drunken stupor. It was a squalid saloon in the rougher section of Jupiter's View, the terrestrial dome-colony on Ganymede. A woman could not possibly make her way through these streets alone to the better section of town, especially one clad in a silvery evening dress. Perhaps she could call one of Motwick's friends; she had no one on Ganymede she could call a real friend herself. There were only two other people in the Golden Satellite: the fat, mustached bartender and a short, square-built man at the bar. She had the impression that Kregg's fist connected squarely with the short man's chin before he dodged to one side in a movement so fast it was a blur. But that couldn't have been, because the short man wasn't moved by that blow that would have felled a steer, and Kregg roared in pain, grabbing his injured fist. It smashed on Kregg's head, splashing the floor with liquor, and Kregg sank stunned to his knees. The dark man, who had grabbed Trella's arm, released her and ran for the door. The gravity of Ganymede was hardly more than that of Earth's moon, but the way the man picked up the limp Motwick with one hand and tossed him over a shoulder was startling: as though he lifted a feather pillow. He followed Trella out the door of the Golden Satellite and fell in step beside her. The transparent dome of Jupiter's View was faintly visible in the reflected night lights of the colonial city, but the lights were overwhelmed by the giant, vari-colored disc of Jupiter itself, riding high in the sky. “No one has ever landed on Jupiter. But his ship was drawn into Jupiter and lost.” “It was drawn into Jupiter, but he landed it successfully,” said Quest. “He and my mother lived on Jupiter until the oxygen equipment wore out at last. I was born and brought up there, and I was finally able to build a small rocket with a powerful enough drive to clear the planet.” “If Dr. Mansard succeeded in landing on Jupiter, why didn't anyone ever hear from him again?” she demanded.
 Blessing intentionally ruined it in the hopes that Mansard would die
 Dr. Mansard destroyed it himself to eliminate any record of his survival  It was never destroyed  Blessing intentionally ruined it in the hopes that Mansard would die  It could not withstand the harsh elements of Jupiter's atmosphere