CHAPTER V
Captured
That mad whirl downward of our wrecked cruiser is now to me more of a memory of some strange and torturing dream than a memory of actual happenings. Flung sidewise and downward against the bridge-room's floor as our cruiser whirled over with that mighty crash from above, I glimpsed Macklin and Hilliard tossed about there with me, rolling over and over. The black gloom of night about us, the mass of our onrushing ships above, the colossal brilliant air-city beneath, the two wrecked cruisers that were tumbling downward with our own—all these things seemed to whirl about us like some great wheel of swift-succeeding impressions as we glimpsed them in that mad moment through the bridge-room's whirling windows.
It seemed but a single brief moment before I glimpsed the great mass of lights, the soaring towers, of the air-city beneath rushing up toward us with unearthly speed. Even as I glimpsed it another turn of the spinning ship had thrown Macklin and Hilliard over again, and this time I clutched for a hold, found one upon the cruiser's wheel. Then, with the droning of the still-operating motors and the cries of my two companions and of the crew beneath loud in my ears, I reached with a great effort toward the control of the motors, clinging to my hold with a supreme effort. My fingers found that control, but at the moment they did so I heard a last hoarse cry from Macklin, glimpsed but yards beneath us, it seemed, the smooth surface of one of the city's narrow streets, and then flung over the control, shifting all the power of the motors from our horizontal tube-propellers to our vertical ones. The next moment a blaze of light seemed all about us, there was a terrific crash, and as I was hurled back across the bridge-room by the impact, my head met the metal wall of it and consciousness left me.
When I came to it was to the realization of someone's hands endeavoring to revive me. I opened my eyes to find myself lying on a long seat of metal, with above me the metal ceiling of a white-lit room, and with Macklin and Hilliard bending anxiously over me. I strove to speak to them, desisted as my first movement made apparent to me a painful swelling on the side of my head. And then with their helping arms behind my back I sat up, looked dazedly about me. Then, the memory of what had happened rushed suddenly back upon me and I was filled with an abrupt dismay.
For the white-lit room in which I sat, seeming an ante-room to other chambers beyond, held beside us three a half-dozen of men in the green, tight-fitting uniforms of the European Federation's forces, alike save in colour to our own black uniforms. They were ranged before us, watching us closely, and there swung at the belt of each a shining, long-barrelled heat-pistol, one of those hand-weapons that throw heat-cartridges smaller than the great heat-shells and bombs, but as destructive and deadly on a smaller scale. These six European Federation soldiers had their heat-pistols ready beneath their hands, and were contemplating us intently. And as I saw that, and glimpsed also through the open door to the right of us a great, smooth-floored plaza and immense buildings towering up into the outside night, brilliant with lights, and heard the roar of the crowds that seethed among those buildings, I remembered all that had befallen us, clutched Macklin's arm tightly.
"The cruiser fell!" I exclaimed. "I remember the crash, now—then this is Berlin, Macklin, and we're captured!"
"Captured," Macklin quietly said. "You and Hilliard and I were the only ones to survive our cruiser's crash, Brant—and we survived only because we were in the ship's bridge-room, its upmost part, when it crashed. You had been stunned, and before Hilliard and I could recover from that crash the European guards had swarmed up over the wreck and captured us, taking us here to the great central electrostatic tower."
"We three the only survivors?" I repeated. "Then—then all our crew—?"
Macklin did not answer, but as his eyes held mine I read my answer in them, and as I did so something hard seemed to form in my throat. Our crew—the hundred cheery lads that had manned my cruiser for long, and each of whom I had known by name—and all annihilated in that great crash downward which we three in the bridge-room had alone escaped. I felt Macklin's understanding grip on my shoulder, and then we were suddenly recalled to realization of our position as a door in the ante-room's left side clicked open, another green-uniformed figure emerging from within. He spoke a brief order to our guards in the European tongue, that Latin-Teutonic combination of languages which was universal throughout the European Federation and which I myself spoke and understood to some extent. Instantly our guards motioned us to the door from which the other had emerged, and as we passed through that door before them we found ourselves in a larger and circular room, white-lit like the first.
It was, I saw instantly, the central control-room of the great power-tower, of the whole great air-city of Berlin. Like the similar control-room in the power-tower of New York it held on its walls panel upon panel of dials and gleaming-knobbed switches, while at the center of the room were also six great controls that directed the great air-city's movements through the air in any direction, and the single power or speed-control. Beside these was another great raised table-map, this one mounted upon a solid block of metal, with upon it the red circles of the world's air-cities. And beside that map there sat now a dozen or more men in the same green uniform as our guards, though with metal wing-like insignia upon their sleeves. They were, I knew without asking, the highest Air Chiefs and officers of all the European Federation, gathered here in the control-room of that Federation's capital city.
The Captors' Threat
For a moment we three faced them in silence, our guards watchful still behind us, and then the center-most of the seated figures, a swarthy, black-haired officer with black, probing eyes, whose five metal wing-insignia marked him as the First Air Chief of the European forces, spoke to us, in our own tongue.
"You are Captain, First Officer and Second Officer of the American Federation cruiser which crashed in our streets just as the main body of your ships escaped," he said, and even at the words my heart raced with sudden gladness. Our ships had escaped safely back over the Atlantic, then, as I had known they would! "——and we desire to know," the European First Air Chief was continuing, "just what forces remain to the Americans and which engaged in this attack."
I faced him in utter silence, my own eyes meeting his probing black ones calmly, and at my silence I saw a contraction of the muscles about those eyes, a sudden flush beneath his swarthy skin.
"I think it would be best for you to answer," he said quietly, "nor need you think that silence will help your countrymen in any way. For though your cruisers struck a great blow at us here in Berlin this night, though word has reached me that as great a one was struck by other American ships at Peking, these are but two of the two hundred great air-cities of our two Federations, but a fraction of our great forces. And we know that your fleets lost many ships in the battles of yesterday despite their victories, and desire to know what forces are left them."
Still in stony silence I stood, my eyes meeting squarely the eyes of the men before me, while beside me Macklin and Hilliard stood in the same stiff silence. I saw the European Commander's flush of anger deepen, saw him half-rise with hand clenched to hurl an order at our guards, and then he had relaxed back into his seat, was smiling grimly.
"A most unwise course to follow, Captain, you may believe me. I take it that your officers are as mule-headed? Well, there is no immediate hurry and a few days of consideration, of meditation, may change your minds. As a subject for your meditations, you may take my promise to you that unless you become more communicative at the end of the fortnight I give you, we shall be forced to use somewhat unpleasant procedures with you. An earnest consideration of that fact will, I think, change your viewpoint somewhat."
He turned, snapped an order in his own tongue to the captain of the guards behind us. "A cell in the one hundredth story for these three—put them with the other American, and if after a fortnight they're still stubborn, we'll deal with all four."
Immediately our guards had marched us back to the door through which we had entered, and across the ante-room beyond through another door and into a short, broad hall along the sides of which rested the great tower's lift-cage. We were ordered into one of the cages, our guards holding their heat-pistols full upon us now, and then as a stud was pressed and the motors' power was turned through the cage's powerful vertical tube-propellers, those tube-propellers drove us up with a thin whistling of air up through the narrow shaft the cages moved in, up until in a moment more we had stopped and were emerging into a similar hall on the great tower's hundredth floor. From that hall we moved into a short corridor that ran the width of the great tower, which at this height was but a hundred or more feet in diameter, its slender pinnacle tapering as it rose to its tip, while much of that pinnacle's space was occupied by the great connections which carried the city's electrical power down from the mighty tower's tip.
Along that corridor we went, one lined with solid metal doors on either side, and finally were halted before one of those doors. Then one of our guards drew from a pocket a small instrument resembling an electric torch, from which he flashed a tiny beam into a transparent-fronted little opening in the wall beside the door. At once there came a clicking of locks, and the door swung open, its locks unbolted by the beam of light or force, rather, whose vibratory rate was exactly tuned to affect a delicate receiver tuned to the same frequency, set in the wall and controlling the lock. These vibration-locks, indeed, had long ago replaced the old, clumsy keys, and were far safer in that they responded only to one certain frequency vibration out of the millions possible, and thus could be opened only by one who knew the correct frequency. Now, as the door swung open, our guards pointed inside with their heat-pistols and perforce we stepped within, the door snapping shut behind us.
We found ourselves in a small, metal-walled cell some ten feet in length and half that in width, furnished with but a few metal bunk-racks swung from the walls. At its farther end from us was the only opening beside the door, a small square window that was quite open and unbarred, and that looked out over all the colossal mass of the great air-city of Berlin, a giant field of blazing lights stretching far around and beneath the great tower in which we were prisoned. Then, as we gazed about the little cell with our eyes becoming accustomed to its lack of light, we made out suddenly a figure standing near its window, a dark, erect figure who seemed watching us for the moment and who then was striding across the cell toward us.
"Brant!" he exclaimed, as his eyes made out our faces through the dusk. "Brant—and you were with the ships that attacked the city but now—you were captured in some way!"
But now my own eyes had penetrated the dusk enough to recognize the features of the man who was gripping my arms, the keen, daredevil countenance that I remembered at once.
"Connell!" I cried. "You prisoned here! Then you're the other American the European First Air Chief ordered us prisoned with. But I had thought you dead!"
"Dead I might be as well as here," said Connell, suddenly somber. "For four weeks I have been here, Brant—for weeks before the beginning of this war. And now that this war has begun I, who alone might save our American Federation from annihilation in it, am prisoned here with only death awaiting me, and that in a few days."
I stared at him, astonished. Connell had been one of the cruiser captains of the American Federation forces for several years, and had been a friend of my own in those years. A year before he had withdrawn from active duty, no one knew to where, and finally, but a few weeks before the breaking forth of this war, our First Air Chief had told us in answer to our queries that Connell had been sent upon a special mission, but that since he had not reported for several weeks he had undoubtedly met death in the course of it. To meet him here, in the heart of Berlin and prisoned with ourselves, astounded me, and the more so since from his first words we understood that he had been confined thus for weeks even before war had burst upon us. But now, motioning us to seats on the bunk-racks beside us, Connell was questioning us eagerly as to the course of the combat between the great Federations so far, and his eyes shone when we described to him that terrific battle over and in the Atlantic that we had fought but a day before, and that daring attack on Berlin that he had himself witnessed from his window.
"I saw the European Federation's fleet massing and sailing westward yesterday," he said, "and knew it was launching its great attack, knew when it returned disorganized and shattered that the American fleet had beaten back that attack. But I did not expect this attack you made on Berlin tonight, and was as astounded as all in the city when you swooped down with your great bombs. A great blow, Brant—a great and successful blow against the whole European Federation, yet such a blow alone cannot halt the menace which it and the Asiatic Federation are preparing to loose upon our own nation. Such a blow, nor a hundred such blows, would avail but little in the end against the stupendous plans and forces that are preparing and massing even now to roll out upon the American Federation in an avalanche of doom!"
A Strange Tale
He paused, and in the dusky cell Macklin and Hilliard and I sat as silent as himself, gazing toward him in sudden startled surprise. From far out over the great air-city about us came the droning of rushing ships and the dim roar of voices from beneath. But Connell was speaking again—
"You, nor anyone else, knew where I went when I left active service in our fleet, none but the first Air Chief, who sent me. That was a year ago, and he told me then that it was evident that the European and Asiatic Federations were preparing to attack us, and that rumors had been heard of some mighty new weapon or plan with which, if their ordinary forces failed, they would completely crush us. Hundreds of agents, said the First Air Chief, were being sent to the European and Asiatic air-cities to try to learn the nature of this new weapon, and I was one of those to be sent to Berlin, as I knew the European tongue thoroughly. I was to go in disguise, was to endeavor to work myself into the European Federation fleet, and was then to risk everything in an effort to find out what this great new plan or weapon was. And so in disguise, a year ago, I came here.
"Eight months it took me to work my way into the European fleet, eight months in which I was chiefly occupied in establishing my new false identity as a European citizen. Then I enlisted in the fleet, entering the motor-section. Of course, as a cruiser-captain in our own fleet, all types of motors were perfectly familiar to me, and I had no difficulty in swiftly rising through various promotions to the status of under-officer in one of the European cruisers. Then came at last the opportunity for which I had waited for months, and which I had begun to despair of ever occurring. I was ordered to report back from my cruiser to the First Air Chief's headquarters here in Berlin, and when I did report I was questioned by a board of a half-dozen European officers on my knowledge of motors and tube-propellers. It must have seemed to them that I had unusual ability and knowledge for a mere under-officer, for they informed me that I had proved satisfactory and that I had been selected to form one of the workers on a great new work that was being carried out secretly, and ordered me to report to a certain compartment in the great air-city's base.
"I reported there, eager now as I sensed myself on the trail of that which I sought, and found that there were whole vast compartments in the city's great base in which only selected men and certain high officers of the European fleet were permitted to venture. These were the compartments in which were placed the giant tube-propellers which are set horizontally in the great air-city's base, and which when the power of its great motors is turned into them move the city in any desired direction. Every air-city in the world has, as you know, these great tube-propellers that move it about. But as you know too, so much of the motors' power must be used in the life of the city, that the horizontal tube-propeller can only move the great cities through the air at an extremely slow rate of speed. It is a predicament which cannot be altered, either, by adding more motors, since to add them you must add to the city's size, and so the problem remains the same.
"But now, as I found when I first entered those compartments, these European Federation officers and inventors had solved that problem! They had devised a way that would enable them to send their gigantic air-cities rushing through the air at almost the speed of a cruiser itself! They had done this by devising a wholly new form of horizontal tube-propeller capable of infinitely greater tractive effect on the air and rotating at a much higher rate of speed. Thus the great air cities, miles across and with all their towers upon them, could rush through the air at hundreds of miles an hour, needing only to use their vertical tubes when they were hovering motionless in mid-air or were moving very slowly.
"And this was the great weapon, the great plan, of the European and Asiatic Federations! For I saw at once that it was a great weapon indeed, a terrific weapon which would enable them to annihilate all the air-cities and peoples of our own nation. You see what it meant? It meant that they could gather together all their scores of giant air-cities, outnumbering our own one hundred cities by two to one, and could rush over the oceans at awful speed toward our American air-cities, could fall upon them with all the giant batteries of heat-guns with which each colossal city is equipped, like our own. And because our own would not be able to move at that tremendous speed, because our own air-cities could only move at a comparatively creeping rate through the air, they would be able to mass their outnumbering forces around our own cities and blast them from the air, annihilating them and all the millions of our people inside them, sending them hurtling to earth in titanic fusing wrecks!
"To rush forth to battle, to the annihilation of our own cities, in their great air-cities! To send those gigantic cities of the air, Berlin and Peking and Tokio and all the scores of others of the two great Federations, thundering through the air to battle, each with its masses of towers on it. They have made provision for all people who are not entirely engaged in battle, to descend to the earth and remain there in specially constructed buildings. This will help also to reduce the weight of the cities. That was their great plan, their great weapon, and I knew that with it, even as they said, they could burst forth and annihilate our own air-cities. But, holding still to my work there in the lower compartments, I strove to penetrate the heart of the secret, the design of the great new horizontal tube-propellers which were to accomplish this, to send the mighty cities rushing through the air at such immense speed. Each of the great air-cities of the European and Asiatic Federations, as I learned, was being secretly equipped with these new tube-propellers, and I knew that if I could learn their secret, could take that secret back with me, our own American air-cities could be equipped with the new tubes likewise and could meet the attacking cities at equal speed, on equal terms, even though outnumbered.
The Great Danger
"So I endeavored in every way to penetrate the secret of the new tubes, to ascertain their construction, which was jealously guarded by the European and Asiatic Air Chiefs. And at last, hardly a month ago, I did that, was able to make my way from my own work to one of the great tube-propellers which was being installed in another compartment, and by taking a place among those working on it was able to learn the details of its construction. That construction was simple enough, I found, amounting in fact to hardly more than a use of many smaller tubes within the main tube-propeller, smaller tubes which drew air from different directions upward and ahead, and thus by their shaping and construction were able to fling a great air-city supported by them onward through the air at that tremendous speed. I had learned the great secret for which hundreds of our agents had sought, and needed only to escape with that secret.
"I needed only to escape, to race back to my own land, and knew that it would take our own engineers but a very short time to fit our own cities with similar speed-tubes, since though the European and Asiatic forces had been working with them for months that work so far had been mostly experimentation. But it was then, when I tried to escape, that my luck came abruptly to an end. For I was captured by the fleet-officers here in Berlin as I was on the very point of leaving, captured when the false identity which I had established at such pains was upset at the last moment through the detection of one of the documents I had forged. I was captured, and knowing that I had within my brain that great secret of theirs which would make their air-cities resistless, they would never, I knew, release me. They took me at once before their commander, the First Air Chief of the European fleet, and then by him and by a number of the Asiatic Air Chiefs also I was questioned exhaustively.
"They wanted most to know what other American agents like myself were hidden within their air-cities. They knew that those agents or the greater part of them were known to me, and they knew that if I described or named them they would be able to catch them all and thus prevent the possibility of another spy learning their great secret as I had done. I refused utterly, though, to give them the information they wished, to reveal to them my fellow-agents in the various cities. At last they saw, after days of questioning and half-torture, that they could not as yet wring from me that information, so confined me here in a cell high in the central tower with the information that only death awaited me within days unless I acceded to their demands. And, confined here, I saw from the window that the whole European Federation fleet had begun to mass here at the air-city of Berlin, quietly and unobtrusively, and guessed then that they meant to loose their attack upon the American Federation.
"The great tubes that were to move their cities through the air at such terrific speed were not yet finished, but they did not wait for these, launching out their great fleet of cruisers which with the Asiatic fleet outnumbered the American ships by two to one and should be able to overwhelm them, they thought. I think that their reason for starting that attack so soon, before their greater preparations were completely finished, was that they feared lest another spy like myself might discover their great secret and escape with it. So they let loose their fleets upon the American Federation to begin the war and forestall that contingency by beating down the American forces in a first tremendous attack. If that first great attack failed, they could swiftly complete the preparations that would make their air-cities of such immense speed and power, and then could launch all those air-cities upon the American ones in a second attack that nothing could resist.
"And even now, despite that daring and deadly attack which your ships made here upon Berlin tonight, and upon Peking, as you say, the great preparations of the European and Asiatic Federations are going swiftly on, and soon now those preparations will be completed and their great air-cities will be able to whirl through the air at that tremendous speed. And then will come the end, for our American Federation. The two hundred air-cities of the European and Asiatic Federations will flash upon our own nation from east and west, with all their millions of people and giant batteries of heat-guns, and will send our own slow-moving air-cities crashing to earth, will send all the scores of cities and all the millions of people of the American Federation into destruction and death!"
"Destruction and death!" Connell's voice seemed echoing still about us there in the silence when he had ceased, seemed beating like great drum-notes of doom in our ears. Macklin—Hilliard—they sat beside me in the dark cell as silent as myself. And in that moment we heard again, from outside and far beneath, the great throbbing roar of the life of all the mighty air-city about us, the humming rush of cruisers to and fro above it and the dull mingled voices of its great crowds, coming dimly up to our silent little cell high in the mighty electrostatic tower. Then suddenly I had risen to my feet.
"Destruction and death—but there must be some way in which we can prevent it!" I cried.
"What way is there?" Connell's tone was low, hopeless. "We only know what looms above our nation, know that these preparations are coming to their end, that these air-cities plan to rush upon our own. We cannot halt the preparations that are going on in every air-city of the two great enemy Federations."
"But if we could warn our own!" I said. "If we could get what you have learned back to the American Federation—could install in all our own air-cities similar new tube-propellers—then our cities could at least meet the attack of the enemy cities with equal speed and power."
"But how to get back?" asked Connell. "How to escape from here? It could be done, if we could escape, for the new tube-propellers could be put in our own air-cities swiftly enough, yet to escape is impossible. I have been here days, weeks, Brant, with the one thought of escape uppermost, but the thing is hopeless."
I strode to the square little window, looked forth from it. It was quite open and unbarred, and large enough too to allow one to pass through it, yet as I projected my head from it and gazed up and downward in the darkness I saw that there was no need of bars across it. For the little window was set directly in the sheer, towering side of the mighty power-tower's pinnacle. Far up above our level soared that tremendous tapering tower, so far that the tip seemed among the stars above, while far below, a thousand feet at least, lay the smooth metal of the great plaza. And though there were other windows below and above us, each was separated a full ten feet or more from the other, and, as we knew, to merely escape from our cell into another level of the great tower would avail us nothing, since to gain the plaza outside we would need to pass through the tower's lower levels thronged always with armed guards. It seemed, indeed, that as Connell had said there was no hope of escape for us, the door being solid, thick metal, and as I turned back toward the other three something of Connell's own hopelessness had taken root within my heart.
And that hopelessness grew within me in the hours that followed. For when day came and illumined with brilliant light all the giant air-city that stretched far around us it seemed only to emphasize the utter helplessness of our position. Far beneath on the great plaza lay many cruisers, and could we win to one of them we might well make a break at top speed across the Atlantic, since so simple in design and so unvarying in their exhaustless power-supply are modern air-cruisers that one man alone at their bridge-room controls could operate them. Yet to win down to those cruisers, down to the great plaza's surface—that seemed impossible. And so as that day waned, and night swept over the great floating mass of the towers of Berlin, to be followed by day again, my despair was waxing ever stronger, deeper.
For during those days we could see plainly from our window the great preparations going on still in the air-city about us. Already throngs of workers had cleared away the twisted and fused wreckage that had been made by the attack of our ships, and new masses of supplies were pouring into Berlin in shipload after shipload from all the air-cities of the European Federation, to replace those we had destroyed in their great arsenals. The air seemed filled, indeed, with great freight-carriers and official cruisers arriving and departing. And beneath all this great surface activity and preparation, we knew, down in the great tube-propeller compartments of the air-city's mighty base, other and greater preparations were going on, other and different tube-propellers were replacing the city's tubes, and swiftly the time was approaching when all the city would be able to rush meteor-like through the air.
It was that knowledge that made our despair most deep. For though there was now a lull, apparently, in the great war's course, the European and Asiatic forces preparing for their final giant blow, and the Americans gathering their own forces apprehensively to resist the next attack, we knew that it was but the lull before the final terrible storm that was to settle the fate of earth's three mighty nations. And we knew, too, that it was the fate of our own American Federation that would be sealed in that gigantic attack, unless Connell could make his way soon to our land with his great secret. And that he could not do so, that he could not even escape from the little cell in which we were prisoned, was all so clear to us that almost I wished that death had come to me in the cruiser's crash to spare me the torture of mind that I and all of us were now undergoing.
It was a torture accentuated, I think, by the complete emptiness and eventlessness of those hours and days. Save for what we could see from our high window upon the city around us, we were as cut off from the world as though upon the moon. Twice each day, at dawn and at dusk, our door was opened by the guards that brought our food, that food being as in our own air-cities the paste-like synthetic compounds of artificial proteins and fats and carbohydrates which had decades before replaced the old natural foods. But though our door was thus flung open twice each day, there was no hope of escape for us in that fact. For the two guards who brought our food in to us carried their heat-pistols always in one hand, and always, night and day, there watched in the corridor outside a full score of similarly armed guards by whom one could not hope to pass living toward the cage-lifts. It seemed indeed, as Connell had said, that weeks of frenzied meditation could never disclose any plausible plan of escape, and so I lapsed with him into a state of half-lassitude that had been induced by our utter despair.
And so days passed. Not even the prospect of our own deaths which I knew to be looming before us, was sufficient to rouse me from that lassitude, not even the fact that at the end of that fortnight, as I had guessed, the great attack of the air-cities was to be launched upon the American Federation, and that it was for that reason that our captors had given us that time.
Connell, Macklin, myself—we three had faced in our time perils and risks enough, but so overwhelming was the doom that hung over us and over our nation now that it stunned us, held us in stupefied despair. But one of us there was that was not so stunned, and that was Hilliard, my young second officer. His eager, restive nature, chafing at our imprisonment and at the thing that was looming for our land, resisted stubbornly the deep hopelessness that had settled upon the rest of us, and hour after hour he spent in pacing about the little cell, or in striving to devise some means for escaping from it. And at last, upon the fourth day of our imprisonment there in the tower, he turned suddenly toward us with an eager cry upon his lips.