That
is what happened just now, though not exactly as I expected it.
I have rendered their weapons useless--at least, for the time
being."
"And we can now try ours on them!" cried Jack.
"Exactly! Get ready to fire the electric cannons!" called Mr.
Roumann.
The Martians seemed to understand that something had gone wrong.
They were running about, consulting among themselves, and
pointing to the projectile. The figure in red and the machinist
were talking earnestly together.
"He's probably telling them something about the machinery," said
Jack.
"Man the guns!" cried Mr. Henderson.
He and the German were at the cannon on one side, and Jack and
Mark on the other.
"Fire!" shouted Mr. Roumann, pulling the lever that worked the
weapon. The others did likewise. There was a flash of sparks
from the muzzles of the guns, and a powerful and disabling,
though not deadly, current of electricity shot toward the
Martians.
Score after score of the queer creatures went down, among the
first to fall being the machinist and Zun Flor.
"Once more!" cried Mr. Roumann, and another volley was sent out,
stunning hundreds.
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