Aeronautics -- Fiction; Cities and towns -- Fiction; Science fiction; War stories
Yarnall had brought into the battle, I saw, those great artificial
cloud projectors that had saved us in our first great battle over the
Atlantic! And, even as their white masses enveloped the struggling
ships, he sent forth another order; and our own cruisers shot upward
and downward out of those cloud-masses, at the very instant that
they had been formed. Then, with all our own cruisers clear of the
cloud-masses to east and west, and the European and Asiatic ships
inside them driving for the moment in blind confusion, our cruisers
poured a deadly hail of heat-shells down into the cloud-masses and the
thousands of ships that swirled inside them! Only for a moment was
it that they remained within the cloud-masses before fighting their
way free; but in that moment they had been unable to fire a single
effective shell at our own ships outside, and we had poured a veritable
storm of deadly shells into the cloudy masses. So when, a moment later,
the European and Asiatic ships broke from the vapor-clouds east and
westward, our broadsides had taken toll of hundreds of their blinded
ships, and hardly more than our own forces did they number now!
But, when they broke free from the cloud-masses and into open air
again, they did not advance toward our awaiting ships; instead they
shot back from either front toward their cities, in answer to some
mysterious order. At once a similar order from Yarnall brought flashing
back, to form again above our own cities, our own ships--still nearly
two thousand strong and almost as many in number as the combined
cruisers of our enemies. I heard dimly the great cheers that were
rolling across all our cities, for this mighty blow which had beaten
back our enemies' cruiser-fleets once more. Then those cheers died
swiftly away; for, far away to east and west, the gigantic masses of
the approaching air-cities loomed larger and larger, rushing through
the air toward us!
Eastward the European Federation was approaching, in a gigantic circle
that seemed to fill the whole eastern sky. To us three sitting there
amid our periscopic screens, it was as though all the eastern screen
was filled with that great oncoming mass of cities: Paris, London,
Moscow, Cairo, Rome--all the tremendous air-cities of the great
European Federation--and their capital of Berlin still at the center.
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