Aeronautics -- Fiction; Cities and towns -- Fiction; Science fiction; War stories
Disregarding all these things, I grasped the controls before me,
watching the scene all about the great city through the periscopic
ball about me. Swiftly I jerked open the speed-knob, at the same
time slamming down one of the direction-levers; and, as I did so, I
saw that the whole great city of Berlin was soaring up now above the
ring of cities in which it had hovered, until it was a little above
their level. And then I thrust back the lever in my hand and jerked
down another; as I did so the mighty air-city of Berlin, the titanic
air-capital whose controls we had captured and which lay now in my
hands, was driving sidewise toward Geneva, that hung beside it in the
ring. Toward it we sped, driving at top speed toward it at a height a
little above it, so that our colossal base was on the level of Geneva's
upper towers. And with set teeth I drove Berlin onward, and in the next
moment its great base had sheared right across the upper towers of
Geneva, had mowed down those great towers like blades of wheat before a
reaper!
Then as Berlin drove on from above it I saw Geneva wavering in mid-air
behind us for a moment, and then crashing down to earth through the
night! I had mowed away the great electrostatic tower whose collection
of cosmic energy held it aloft, and Geneva went crashing down to earth
through the darkness like some giant comet of blazing lights plunging
to doom! And then, beneath my hands, Berlin was driving still onward
across and over that great ring of enemy cities, shearing now in the
same way across the towers of city upon city in that ring. Stockholm
and Cape Town and Bucharest fell as I mowed their power-towers from
them; and to them that awful spectacle of Berlin rushing upon them and
sending them to doom, crashing across their great towers, must have
been utterly stunning and inexplicable in that wild moment!
On--on--around the great ring I held, almost insane with wild fury and
excitement in that moment of triumph, driving through the night on our
captured air-city and sending city after city whirling to death. I was
dimly aware that the fighting above had ceased. Connell and Hilliard
and their men had wiped out the guards in the tower above, and they
had rushed down to defend the electrostatic tower's doors, against
which a wild battering was resounding now. Huge crowds were surging
madly against the tower as they felt their great city rushing through
the night and crashing in wild destruction across their fellow-cities!
But, in the wild excitement that was surging through me now, I paid
no attention to all about me; for surely I was swaying such colossal
forces as no man ever had swayed before.
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