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Science Adventure Stories, v. 1, issue 2, October 1938
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11. Holocaust * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Ha! He talks about dangerous weapons in the middle of a war." The director manipu8lated the visiscope controls. "You will let us have the machine or be held as a traitor to your country. And why do I talk of you letting us use the machine?" The director's voice took a sudden upward inflection as a thought struck him. "I made the discovery, did I not?" He winked slowly above the broad grin that spread his lips. "Why, you dirty crook," Adman advanced, fists clenched. "You don't know what dangerous means until you try to play with this toy. I'd kill you. . . " He stopped abruptly as he saw glaring at him through the visiphone the face of the military district commander. * * * * The red flower of destruction bloomed in the wake of material energy. High towers grew up, dotting the landscape, and glowing inwardly with the light of disintegration. From their summits, one wintry night, streaked blasting bolts of lightning, destroying all before, leaving the land desolate. Spies, however, were efficient, and secrets could not be held long. Slender, cylindrical bodies hummed through the air on wings of flame and dropped pellets which gently expanded on contact with the ground and carried everything before on a rushing, irresistable wave of force. Shafts of sheer, radiant energy, speared up from below, impaling the flying bodies, and then disappeared in a vast explosion which
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11. Holocaust * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * * "Ha! He talks about dangerous weapons in the middle of a war." The director manipu8lated the visiscope controls. "You will let us have the machine or be held as a traitor to your country. And why do I talk of you letting us use the machine?" The director's voice took a sudden upward inflection as a thought struck him. "I made the discovery, did I not?" He winked slowly above the broad grin that spread his lips. "Why, you dirty crook," Adman advanced, fists clenched. "You don't know what dangerous means until you try to play with this toy. I'd kill you. . . " He stopped abruptly as he saw glaring at him through the visiphone the face of the military district commander. * * * * The red flower of destruction bloomed in the wake of material energy. High towers grew up, dotting the landscape, and glowing inwardly with the light of disintegration. From their summits, one wintry night, streaked blasting bolts of lightning, destroying all before, leaving the land desolate. Spies, however, were efficient, and secrets could not be held long. Slender, cylindrical bodies hummed through the air on wings of flame and dropped pellets which gently expanded on contact with the ground and carried everything before on a rushing, irresistable wave of force. Shafts of sheer, radiant energy, speared up from below, impaling the flying bodies, and then disappeared in a vast explosion which
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