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When the Sleepers Woke   By: (1896-1949)

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This etext was produced from Astounding Stories November 1932. Extensive research did not uncover any evidence that the U.S. copyright on this publication was renewed.

[Illustration: All his strength went into that trick.]

When the Sleepers Woke

By Arthur Leo Zagat

[Sidenote: Only two small groups of people enemies survive the vast desolation of the Final War.]

"Prepare for battle!" The command crackled in Allan Dane's helmet. "Enemy approaching from southeast! Squadron commanders execute plan two!" Allan settled back in the seat of his one man helicopter, his broad frame rendered even bulkier by the leather suit that incased it. He was tensed, but quiescent. Action would be first joined sixty miles away, and his own squadron was in reserve.

Over New York and its bay the American air fleet was in motion. Suddenly movement ceased, and the formation froze. Ten flying forts were each the apex of a far spread cone, axis horizontal, whose body was the fanned back ranging of its squadron of a thousand helicopter planes. The cones bristled oceanward from the sea margin of New York, their points a fifty mile arc of defiance, their bases tangent to one another, almost touching the ground at their lower edges, then circling upward for ten thousand feet. From van to rear each formation was five miles in length.

Behind and above, the main body of the fleet sloped in echeloned ranks, hiding the threatened city with an impenetrable terraced wall of buzzing helios and massive forts. Up, back, up, back, the serried masses reached, till the rearmost were twenty five thousand feet aloft. And farther behind, unmoving on their six mile level, were the light 'copters of the reserve. Dane gazed down that tremendous vista to the far off front line, and swore softly. Just his luck to be out of the scrap: the enemy would never penetrate to these northern out skirts of New York.

"Men of the fleet!" General Huntington's voice sounded from his flagship, the Washington . Somehow its gruffness overrode the mechanical quality of the intra fleet radio transmission. Almost it seemed he was there in the tiny cabin. "Reports have at this moment been received that our attack fleets have been everywhere successful. Our rocket ships have destroyed Tokyo, Addis Ababa, Odessa, Peiping and Cape Town, and are now ranging inland through enemy territory."

Even through the double leather of his helmet a roar came to Allan. He felt his craft vibrate to the exultant cheers of the fleet. His own mouth was open, and his throat rasping....

" But " the single syllable choked the surge of sound "London, Paris, and Berlin have fallen to the enemy." The words thudded in the pilot's ear phones. "San Francisco is being attacked. Communication with New Orleans has failed. The enemy are in sight of Buenos Aires " The general broke off, and Allan sensed dully that there was other news, news that he dared not give the fleet.

The gruff voice changed. "Men of the fleet, New York is in our charge. The enemy is upon us, the battle is commencing. The issue is in your hands."

Pat on his last word, a dark cloud spread along the south eastern horizon. From the spear heads of the cone formations great green beams shot out across the sea. Orange flame flared in answer, all along the black bank that was the enemy fleet. Where the green beams struck the orange blinked out, and the blue of sky showed through. And the American ships were as yet untouched. A great shout rose to Allan's lips that they had the range on the enemy, and the attack defeated before it was well begun.

But was it? Swift as the American rays scythed destruction along the enemy line, the gaps filled and lethal orange leaped out again... Continue reading book >>

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