Science fiction; Space flight -- Fiction; Space ships -- Fiction
In spite of his utmost exertions and in spite of the powerful ammonia
plant, now exerting its full capacity, but sadly handicapped by the fact
that its cooling-water was now boiling, Seaton saw the arenak shell
continue to heat. The bright red was succeeded by orange, which slowly
changed, first to yellow, then to light yellow, and finally to a
dazzling white; through which, with the aid of his heavy red lenses, he
could still see the enemy ships. After a time he noted that the color
had gone down to yellow and he thrilled with exultation, knowing that he
had so reduced the numbers of the enemy fleet that their wave-generators
could no longer overcome his refrigerators. After a few minutes more of
the awful carnage there remained only a small fraction of the proud
fleet which, thousands strong, had invaded Kondal--a remnant that sought
safety in flight. But even in flight, they still fought with all their
weapons, and the streams of bombs dropped from their keel-batteries upon
the country beneath marked the path of their retreat with a wide swath
of destruction. Half inclined to let the few remaining vessels escape,
Seaton's mind changed instantly as he saw the bombs spreading
devastation upon the countryside, and not until the last of the
Mardonalian vessels had been destroyed did he drop the Skylark into the
area of ruins which had once been the palace grounds, beside the Kondal,
which was still lying as it had fallen.
After several attempts to steady their whirling senses, the three men
finally were able to walk, and, opening a door, they leaped out through
the opening in the still glowing wall. Seaton's first act was to
wireless the news to Dorothy, who replied that they were coming as fast
as they could. The men then removed their helmets, revealing faces pale
and drawn, and turned to the helpless space-car.
"There's no way of getting into this thing from the outside...." Seaton
began, when he saw that the Kofedix and his party were beginning to
revive. Soon Dunark opened the door and stumbled out.
"I have to thank you for more than my life this time," he said, his
voice shaken by uncontrollable emotion as he grasped the hands of all
three men. "Though unable to move, I was conscious and saw all that
happened--you kept them so busy that they didn't have a chance to give
us enough to kill us outright. You have saved the lives of millions of
our nation and have saved Kondal itself from annihilation."
"Oh, it's not that bad," answered Seaton, uncomfortably. "Both nations
have been invaded before."
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