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Scienti Snaps, May 1938
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SCIENTI-SNAPS Page 7 nah." Sime rejoined sadly, "That is the only method, but I hate to do it." "Yes, Sime, but we are a dieing race, and They are just the beginning." For a long moment both were lost in thought. "Enough of this! Onda, you lead the attack with the aircars. I'll follow with the warriors. Try to do as much damage as possible without affecting the ray-machinery. Direct the aircars bolts toward buildings where armed Esdays are most likely concentrated. " "Good bye and good luck. We must not fail." Without another word, Onda turned and strode off toward t he waiting aircars. Sime watched his friend mount to his seat, and the long lines of aircars moved majestically out of their hangers, one by one. Then, turning to his troops, he signaled his officers. With all the pomp of past ages, bright banners and rolling drums, the man of Ximun marched forth, never to return. This woman watched them depart, then calmly prepared for death. Hours later, Sime watched a lone aircar wheel in a broad are and dive back toward [?], strong hold of the Esdays. From his vantage point. Sime should see the monster ray projector stop a small hill. From the aircar bolts of a reddish hue crackled and lept toward the city. An arm of intense white brilliance shot into the car. With a mighty blaze of light, the last aircar of Ximun perished from the sky it had once ruled supreme. Sime stared about him, saw the darker masses against a dark sky where his man lay in wait. He looked down and gazed grimly at his ring. It seemed to lend him strength. His arm rose and fell. With a great shout, swords swinging, his men leaped from cover and dashed madly for the city.
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SCIENTI-SNAPS Page 7 nah." Sime rejoined sadly, "That is the only method, but I hate to do it." "Yes, Sime, but we are a dieing race, and They are just the beginning." For a long moment both were lost in thought. "Enough of this! Onda, you lead the attack with the aircars. I'll follow with the warriors. Try to do as much damage as possible without affecting the ray-machinery. Direct the aircars bolts toward buildings where armed Esdays are most likely concentrated. " "Good bye and good luck. We must not fail." Without another word, Onda turned and strode off toward t he waiting aircars. Sime watched his friend mount to his seat, and the long lines of aircars moved majestically out of their hangers, one by one. Then, turning to his troops, he signaled his officers. With all the pomp of past ages, bright banners and rolling drums, the man of Ximun marched forth, never to return. This woman watched them depart, then calmly prepared for death. Hours later, Sime watched a lone aircar wheel in a broad are and dive back toward [?], strong hold of the Esdays. From his vantage point. Sime should see the monster ray projector stop a small hill. From the aircar bolts of a reddish hue crackled and lept toward the city. An arm of intense white brilliance shot into the car. With a mighty blaze of light, the last aircar of Ximun perished from the sky it had once ruled supreme. Sime stared about him, saw the darker masses against a dark sky where his man lay in wait. He looked down and gazed grimly at his ring. It seemed to lend him strength. His arm rose and fell. With a great shout, swords swinging, his men leaped from cover and dashed madly for the city.
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