Heat-rays and the smoke-spewing commotion of the flying aero-train broke the calm, cloudless sky.
“I don’t mean to panic y’all,” Cowpoke Joe shouted to the engineer over the locomotive flap of ornithopter wings. “But we’ve got Martian varmints on the caboose!”
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