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Future War The beam weapon sliced through the spacecraft like butter. Fleeing ahead of the alien ship, the USS Fletcher and crew had no time to grieve. Five-thousand men and women had died to bait the trap. The strange new weapon was mankind's last hope. A button was pushed. The beast was released. God help us all.
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