Human-alien encounters -- Fiction; Science fiction; Space warfare -- Fiction
Through the Nevian shield that cylinder gnawed its frightful way, and
down its protecting length there drove Adlington's "Special" bomb.
"Special" it was indeed; so great of girth that it could barely pass
through the central orifice of Ten's mighty projector, so heavily
charged with sensitized atomic iron that its detonation upon any planet
would not have been considered for an instant if that planet's integrity
meant anything to its attackers. Down the shielding pipe of force the
"Special" screamed under full propulsion, and beneath the surface of
Nevia's ocean it plunged.
"Cut!" yelled Adlington, and as the scintillating drill expired the
bomber pressed his detonating switch.
For moments the effect of the explosion seemed unimportant. A dull, low
rumble was all that was to be heard of a concussion that jarred red
Nevia to her very center; and all that could be seen was a slow heaving
of the water. But that heaving did not cease. Slowly, _so_ slowly it
seemed to the observers now high in the heavens, the waters rose up and
parted; revealing a vast chasm blown deep into the ocean's rocky bed.
Higher and higher the lazy mountains of water reared; effortlessly to
pick up, to smash, to grind into fragments, and finally to toss aside
every building, every structure, every scrap of material substance
pertaining to the whole Nevian city.
Flattened out, driven backward for miles, the buffeted waters were
pressed, leaving exposed bare ground and broken rock where once had been
the ocean's busy floor. Tremendous blasts of incandescent gas raved
upward, jarring even the enormous mass of the super-ship poised so high
above the site of the explosion. Then the displaced millions of tons of
water rushed to make even more complete the already total destruction of
the city. The raging torrents poured into that yawning cavern, filled
it, and piled mountainously above it; receding and piling up, again and
again; causing tidal waves which swept a full half of Nevia's mighty,
watery globe. That city was silenced--forever.
"MY ... GOD!" Cleveland was the first to break the awed, the stunned,
silence. He licked his lips. "But we had it to do ... and at that, it's
not as bad as what they did to Pittsburgh--they would have evacuated all
except military personnel."
"Of course ... what next?" asked Rodebush. "Look around, I suppose, to
see if they have any more...."
"Oh, no, Conway--no! Don't let them!" Clio was sobbing openly. "I'm
going to my room and crawl under the bed--I'll see that sight all the
rest of my life!"
"Steady, Clio." Costigan's arm tightened around her. "We'll have to
look, but we won't find any more. One--if they could have finished
it--would have been enough."
Again and again the _Boise_ circled the world. No more super-powered
installations were being built. And, surprisingly enough, the Nevians
made no demonstration of hostility.
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