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Another plasma blast went over Gareth’s head.  He hunkered down further into the hollow of the fallen tree.  Where the hell was Beatty?

Then there was a flurry of footfalls and Gareth’s partner’s slim form dived down next to him.  He had in his hands…

“Oh my God,” Gareth muttered.

Beatty’s eyes were locked on the round transparent sphere as he fiddled with the controls on the base.  “Yeah, it’s the antimatter drive,” he said, matter-of-factly.  “The Wells is damaged beyond repair, but the drive’s magnetic bottle is still intact.”

Gareth shook his head.  “Naw, man, naw…”

Beatty reached out and grabbed Gareth by his collar.  The man’s eyes put tempered steel to shame, Gareth thought.  “Nothing else we have has even made a mark on the enemy ship,” he said.

With the flip of a switch, the antimatter drive started to emit a keening wail.  Beatty continued, “The date is June 30, 1908 AD, and that river back there?  It’s called the Tunguska.  We have history on our side, Gareth.  Those bastards don’t have a chance.”


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