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Amazing Stories Volume 188
Amazing Stories Volume 188
Amazing Stories Volume 188
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Amazing Stories Volume 188

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Amazing Stories Volume 188 is a great collection of action short stories from "The Golden Age of Science Fiction". Featured here are four short stories by different authors: "A World To Die For" by Sam Carson, "The Deadly Ones" by F. L. Wallace, "Too Close To The Forest" by Al Reynolds, and "No Star's Land" by Joseph Samachson.
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Release dateMay 7, 2024
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    Amazing Stories Volume 188 - Sam Carson

    Amazing

    Stories 188

    Sam Carson

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    A world to die for

    The deadly ones

    Too close to the forest

    No star's land

    A world to die for

    Sam Carson

    Titans respect men who create,

    and add to the betterment of

    others. Surely it is brave to be

    a Titan and muchly in love.

    Another new name for these pages. Here's Sam Carson, veteran writer, TV and Radio editor, former roving newspaperman, and a father who is now going through an involuntary course in nuclear physics as he keeps up with his son, a chemical engineer and physicist at the University of Tennessee. And when Sam Carson sets foot on an alien planet the hills and valleys as well as the people seem to pulse with light and vitality. It's truly rarely that a writer seated behind his desk can summon such travel magic.

    They cut the Markab out of hyper space three parsecs from Deneb, on the North Galactic Polar course. Three men were aboard the space yacht. The alien ship they expected to find was a thousand times greater. By standards of the Galactic Service, the Markab was on a suicide mission.

    Rik Guelf, the Markab's pilot, conned sync parallax tapes, the robot master controls and set the screen charts. In came Captain Rodolph, stout and weary from twenty years of patrol service. Behind was Pere Danold, thin and lithe, with feral eyes and tight lips.

    I'm tossing out telar screens. If they're breaking out of hyper, as the outposts charted, we won't wait long.

    You hope, Danold's sardonic voice jeered. Your phantom ship paralyzes five ships of the line beyond Altair, so they send for us to blast it.

    Captain Rodolph looked the younger man over thoughtfully. You volunteered back at Fleet Base Eighty.

    Danold settled to a bench, legs outstretched. Why not? When the brass installs the newest trinogen gun in this dinky yacht, he laughed mirthlessly, one that can blast the ears off a cruiser at a thousand miles—well, I wanted a crack. Trouble was, he added, I thought we were after a Vegan, making a sneak attack.

    You were told it was a mission beyond the call of duty, Rodolph said sternly. None of the ships meeting the alien had a trinogen battery. We can't carry but one. We've got the fast drive. They figure we can get in one shot and duck.

    I still say it would make sense to arm a fleet with trinogens, Danold grumbled. If that alien has a transparent ship five miles long, which I gravely doubt on both counts.

    Rik Guelf or Captain Rodolph could have pointed out that fully two hundred Galactic Service crewmen had seen the ship, that beams passed through it and only telar caught its outlines. And there was no doubt of the alien's fire power. It had paralyzed electronic systems for hours, leaving the fleet marooned while it moved majestically onward.

    The Markab was Guelf's, the gift of his mother's family. They had influence and power, enough to provide as fleet a small space craft as the Galaxy could boast, and to borrow Captain Rodolph from patrol service.

    There was a reason for all this. Eiler Guelf, Rik's father, ranked foremost among explorers, had been lost with his ship, the Perseid, five years before. That was in the Rigel sector. And a half dozen outposts had caught the strange message Eiler Guelf sent before he vanished.

    "... Met crystal woman ... alien ship ... am—"

    Telar screens reached out by means of meshed beams. Streaks showed the path of meteors, leaving ghostly streaks. Once a freighter broke out of hyper, vanished after making a period check.

    "Met crystal woman ..." Well, out of reports by the Galactic Service ships crippled by the great alien visitor, there were two which were responsible for the Markab's presence here, attempting to intercept. Two observers had seen—or thought they had—the titan-like outlines of a woman aboard the ship.

    Was she the crystal woman? Captain Rodolph thought so. Danold wasn't consulted. He was the gift of Galactic Service, and that organization was curious to know if a trinogen gun could stand up against the strange but powerful blue beams the alien possessed.

    Rik Guelf had to know if his father was alive. And there was a chance....

    For centuries, since Earthmen had left their own solar system and penetrated the galaxy with hyper space drive, there had been rumors of a giant race, the Titans.

    The strange, cold intelligent life-forms of the Rigellian cluster had their version of Titans, but they seemed afraid, or at least uninterested, in passing information to Galactic Service. Rigellians abhorred Earthmen. They traded, kept diplomatic contacts. Beyond that, they refused all contact.

    It was in territory of the Rigel federation that the elder Guelf had traveled, nearing the end of a five year charting voyage. And he had said in his last report that bits of information gained along his route bore out reports of a giant ship crossing the galaxy. The Perseid had tried to intercept the visitor.

    Rik Guelf was acting more on a hunch than on logic. He believed the Perseid was captured, that the aliens—Titans or not—came into the galaxy hunting specimens.

    Maybe it was logical after all. Captain Rodolph was inclined to accept Rik's theory, with reservations. He had agreed to let Rik try his hand at making contact should they meet the alien. But he

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