Aeronautics -- Fiction; Cities and towns -- Fiction; Science fiction; War stories
As the leader saw me, his swarthy face lit for a moment with a flash
of recognition, of astonishment; and then he and his fellows were
leaping toward us, their hands flashing down toward the heat-pistols
at their belts as the attendants around the room jerked forth their
weapons also. But as they did so, our own heat-pistols flashed up and
for the next instant the great room seemed full of flares of blinding
light as the cartridges burst among them, sending them staggering and
swaying and falling in seared heaps! I shouted to my men swift orders
that sent a score of them to the great switch-panels to take the places
of the attendants there; while the remainder rushed toward the great
doors that opened from the tower's lowest level into the plaza outside.
Swiftly they closed those doors, barred them and massed behind them,
and then I was rushing toward the great dull-glass ball at the room's
center.
Inside that ball stood the great table-map upon its great block, while
beside it were the six levers and speed-knob which controlled the speed
and direction of Berlin. As I took the seat before them now, I gazed
about me, and saw that the great ball's interior was in effect a great
periscopic screen itself, one in which I could gaze in any direction
through the other great ball above the static-tower's tip. And now,
gazing into it around me there, I could see that in the outer night
there stretched still the giant ring of the enemy cities, of which this
Berlin was the heart, surrounding our own survivors and hammering them
still with that deadly fire which would soon bring them crashing to
earth. Far out over that mighty field of battle, its brilliant lights
and blinding heat-flares stabbing the darkness, and its thunderous roar
of guns shaking the air, I could gaze; while even at the same moment I
heard, high above, Connell and Hilliard and their men engaged fiercely
in holding the guards in the upper tower back. At the same instant came
a sudden knocking, an alarmed rapping and then a battering and crying
of voices against the great tower's door from outside; as the alarm
spread from the tower's upper levels!
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