 What is the new problem the American astronauts are left with at the end of the passage?
[Transcriber's Note: This etext was produced from Worlds of If Science Fiction, September 1962. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.] General Finogenov notified Major Winship that the underground blast was scheduled for the following morning. Next morning, before the sunlight exploded, the four of them donned their space suits and went and sat outside the dome, waiting. "Help?" " Nyet ," said Major Winship, exhausting his Russian. "Ah, it's all Russian. A moth's wing of dust would, perhaps, rise and settle beyond the horizon: no more. "I'll try again," Major Winship said and switched to the emergency channel. "Hell, Charlie, I feel stupid sitting out here," Capt. Lawler said. He crossed with the floating moon-motion to the airlock and entered, closing the door behind him. The darkness slowly filled with air, and the temperature inside the suit declined steadily. His foot was lifted for the second step when the floor beneath him rose and fell gently, pitching him forward, off balance. "Well," Lt. Chandler commented, "even though we didn't build this thing to withstand a moonquake, it seems to have stood up all right." Air currents whisked it away and plastered it against a riveted seam of the dome. It's on your right side, midway up. Major Winship said, "they should have made these things more flexible." The sheet began slowly to slide downward, then it fell away completely and lay limply on the floor. After repeatedly assuring you there was no danger of a quake—and then to have something like this happen. "Just leave us alone, thank you," Major Winship said and cut off the communication. "I'll be damned surprised," Major Winship said, "if they got any seismic data out of that shot.... Well, to hell with them, let's get this leak fixed. Capt. Lawler ascended. "The only way you can check is to extrude it," Lt. Chandler said, "and if it does extrude, you've ruined it." The Soviet base was situated some ten miles toward sunset at the bottom of a natural fold in the surface. At that point, the best pathway angled left and made an S-shaped descent to the basin. Major Winship, with his deficient reefer, remained behind. "I'll load you," Capt. Wilkins volunteered wearily.
 The barrel has destroyed their air supply.
 The dome has no been compromised.  The barrel has destroyed their air supply.  The calking compound has hardened and become unusable.  They can no longer fix the leek in the dome.