Adventure stories; Science fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
Now the hundred ships behind, still after us through that hell of light
and flame, were racing down upon us even as we sped between the giant
flaming suns, and now from behind shot shaft upon shaft of the pale
death-beams, hardly to be seen in the awful blinding glare. As the
beams sprang toward us, though, Korus Kan swerved to the left, and for
a moment it seemed that we had swerved from death in one form only to
meet it in another, since at our terrific speed we veered millions of
miles in that moment toward the left gigantic sun. Its boiling fires
were all about us, seemed to encompass us, and then just as it seemed
that we were racing into the mighty glowing corona to our deaths Korus
Kan had swerved our ship backward into the center of the narrow gap.
And now we were reaching that gap's end, were passing from between the
giant suns, and out into more open space inside the great cluster, with
the pursuing ships again leaping forward to loose their deadly beams.
Out from between the two great suns we flashed, before us now the
interior of the mighty cluster, a great swarm of flaming suns that
thronged space all about us, and about many of which swung great
families of planets, dozens of whirling worlds. Even as we shot into
the interior of the great cluster, though, from between the two giant
suns, the hundred pursuing craft had leaped forward upon us with one
great burst of sudden speed, were behind us, on each side, all about
us. It was the end, we knew, and there was an instant of sheer silence
as we waited for that end, waited for the pale beams of death from the
ships about us. But before they could loose those beams there flashed
suddenly upon them from each side other ships, two mighty masses of
ships like our own, that burst suddenly out upon our pursuers from
behind the two great suns between which we had just come. Ships like
our own! Ships long and slender and gleaming! Ships of the Interstellar
Patrol, striking at the vanguard of the invaders in defense of our
universe!
_3. Death-Beam and Crimson Ray_
Even as the great masses of ships on each side leapt out upon our
pursuers, Korus Kan had glimpsed them, and had swung our own ship
instantly around in a great curve. On each side of us, now, were the
thousands of cruisers of the great patrol, and before us were the
hundred ships that had chased us in toward the galaxy through space.
Before those ships could recover from their surprize, before their
occupants could realize the trap into which they had ventured, our
whole vast fleet was leaping upon them from both sides, flashing down
upon the hundred invading craft before they could turn from their
onward flight.
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