It was Marlin's voice that shouted that swift order in the next
instant, and then, even as the gigantic semi-circle of the Neptunian
fleet was leaping through the void toward us, our four thousand and odd
space-fliers, outnumbered almost by two to one by the cylinders massed
ahead, had shifted like lightning from their great V-formation to one
of a long double column once more, and no sooner had its squadrons
taken that new formation than the column slanted slightly to allow the
free use of their propulsion-rays. They were flashing forward now like
an enormous spear cast toward the curving front of the giant Neptunian
fleet! For it was Marlin's intention to meet that outnumbering mass of
cylinders by splitting it with a column as we had done over Saturn to
our enemies, and then engaging separately the parts of the disorganized
mass. So that now, even as the great half-circle of the Neptunian
cylinders whirled through the void to overwhelm us, we had formed that
long, double column and were dashing straight at them!
Holding the controls of our space-flier steady in that moment, I was
aware for an instant of a sense of the utter strangeness of all the
wild scene about me--of our space-flier's interior with Marlin and
Randall and Whitely crouched in their chairs beside me, of the great
column of polyhedron-like, gleaming, faceted space-fliers that came
forward through the black gulf of star-sown space behind us, of the
oncoming giant line of the Neptunian cylinders flashing toward us in
turn, and of the immense green disk of mighty Neptune looming in the
black vault behind them. All seemed for the moment the panorama of some
strange nightmare stretched about me, but that momentary sensation
that had gripped me so often in our wild rush through the solar system
vanished in the next instant as stern reality loomed before us. There
were the mighty curving line of gleaming Neptunian cylinders through
which in the next split-second our great column must crash! I braced
myself mentally for that vast crash that must almost inevitably mean
death for the foremost of our space-fliers; I was aware as we drove
upon the onrushing Neptunian line, that now unthinkable storms of
deadly concentrated rays were raging from fleet to fleet; and then
suddenly, at the very instant that we thought to crash into their great
approaching line, that line opened swiftly before us to allow our great
column to rush unharmed through it!
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