Vietnam or Thailand ? Vote for the TOP Country of the Week !
Updated: June 7, 2025
For more than an hour, Nissr's shadow leaped across this utter solitude of death. The Master summoned Leclair, Bohannan, and "Captain Alden," and for some time gave them careful instructions which none but they were allowed to hear. All this time, the strange, yellowish sheen against the heavens was increasing. What might lie beyond the mountains who could tell?
The surf suddenly became full of heads and shoulders, vigorous arms, fighting beachward. Strong swimmers every one, the Legion battled its way ashore, out from under Nissr's vast-spreading bulk, out from under her forward floats. Not one Legionary but thrilled with the killing-lust, the eager spur of vengeance for Kloof, first victim of the Beni Harb's attack.
The Master, likewise muffled, had refused all proffers of tobacco and had contented himself with a few khat leaves. Silence had, for the most part, reigned between them. Up here in the gallery, conversation was not easy. The hurricane of Nissr's flight shrieked at times with shrill stridor and with whistlings as of a million witches bound for some infernal Sabbath on the Matterhorn.
When the door was closed again, a little silence fell in the pilot-house, the floor of which had now assumed an angle of nearly thirty degrees. The droning of the helicopters, the drift of the sickly white smoke that rising from Nissr's stern wafted down-wind with her, the drunken angle of her position all gave evidence of the serious position in which the Flying Legion now found itself.
Two, five, a dozen, now a score of tiny specks dotted the mist, some moving right across the broadening face of the sun itself. As Nissr's flight stormed eastward, and these gnats drove to the west, their total rate of approach must have been tremendous; for even as the men watched, they seemed to find the attackers growing in bulk.
Nissr's altitude was now very great, ranging between 17,500 and 21,000 feet, so as to take advantage of the steady eastward setting wind in the higher air-lanes.
I should say, sir, it was a torpedo-boat or a destroyer, under forced draft. And it's coming it's coming at a devil of a clip, sir!" The Master rang for full engine-power, and threw in all six helicopters with one swift gesture. "Major," commanded he, as Nissr's burned and wounded body began to quiver through all its mutilated fabric; "Major, man the machine-guns again. All stations! Quick!"
Here were mounted two of the six machine-guns that comprised Nissr's heavier armament; and here, too, were hung a dozen of the wonderful life-preservers combination anti-gravity turbines and vacuum-belt, each containing a signal-light, a water-distiller and condensed foods that, invented by Brixton Hewes, soon after the close of the war, had done so much to make air-travel safe.
Word Of The Day
Others Looking