The Scourge from Space (continued . . .)




A despairing scream split the morning air above the city. Eeeeeaaaaghh! Look! Don’t look! Ooooh! Shortly after, Janno landed his sleek fighting-craft at the air base. Lieutenant Janno report to the control tower at once—top priority! Janno was puzzled, till he remembered that he had recently volunteered for “special hazard duties of a secret nature.” You are to report to this address, in civilian clothes—immediately! The address was that of a large house close by the Imperial Palace. He knocked on the door and . . . Janno? Come in! Peric! Be seated, my friend. There is very little time, and I have much to tell you.
Briefly, the great scientist took Janno through the secret news of the disaster in space, and the steps that were being taken to combat it. If this radioactive waste is going to contaminate the whole planet and have a terrible effect on the people it reaches, then why not warn people? The planet-wide panic that followed would not in any way affect the outcome. And we believe the trouble has already started. Earlier this morning, a mild-mannered clerk threw his friend and neighbour to his death from the roof of his apartment block! And you think he was affected by the fall-out from space? It is possible, even probable. Your task, Janno, will be to enter that building and overpower the clerk Sollum, so that we can determine the nature of his contamination. That shouldn’t be too difficult, Peric. My young friend, I know that you are a star athlete, as well as an ace pilot of the air fleet . . . . . . but you will be well advised to treat this Sollum as a beast of the wilderness—ruthless, cunning, and deadly! Shortly after, the crowds that had gathered near the fateful apartment block saw the arrival of Janno. They’re putting someone into the building! He’s got more courage than I have! What can be going on in that place? Janno alighted on the flat roof. No sign of friend Sollum . . . And then it was as if he had been seized by a giant hand and hurled headlong. Aaaaaaaagh!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 749 on 22 May 1976.

 

The Scourge from Space




The advanced science and technology of the planet Elekton had its inevitable drawbacks—such as how to dispose of large quantities of poisonous, radioactive industrial waste material. They finally came up with the ultimate solution—space disposal. Disposal unit airborne! The disposal units filled with waste were intended to orbit the planet in outer space for eternity, in perfect safety. By a multi-million mischance—DISASTER! Emergency! Emergency! Two units have collided! News of the happening was flashed round the planet—in secret! Strict security silence to be maintained! Or there will be widespread panic of the populations! Alert all heads of states . . . An emergency conference has been called . . . An emergency conference of all the states on Elekton was held in Trigan City. The delegates were addressed by the planet’s top scientist, Peric. The contents of the two units will eventually land on the surface of Elekton, widely distributed. In short, the entire planet is at risk of deadly contamination . . . Questions were asked including the question uppermost in all minds . . . What will be the nature of the contamination? What effect will it have upon our peoples? That I cannot tell, since the combined effect of the two different types of waste contained in the two units is impossible to determine . . . One thing we know . . . the effect is bound to be cataclysmic! The delegate from Tharv had a proposal . . . I suggest that we immediately recruit a secret force to monitor the situation and be prepared to go anywhere on the planet, at an instant’s notice, to deal with emergencies. The Emperor Trigo supported this proposal . . . We will call for volunteers from the armed forces, for special hazardous duties of a secret nature.
That same day, a notice appeared at the Trigan Air Fleet base. Janno and his fellow-pilots Keren and Roffa were among the first to see it. What’s this—they want volunteers for a nasty job! Well, what do you think? Anything for a change—let’s all put our names down. A lunar month passed. Early one morning, in the Vorg mountains, an old couple were picking a wild plant greatly esteemed by Trigans. Later, they sold the plant—called forus—in the market place of Trigan City. Lovely forus, fresh this morning! A clerk in the City Treasurer’s Office, name of Sollum, cooked some for his morning meal. They smell fine! I bet old Jarros in the flat upstairs will wish he was joining me. Some time later, Jarros from the flat upstairs called in to see his neighbour—and received the shock of his life! Are you there, Sollum, old fellow? Sollum! What are you doing? No! Aaaaaaghh!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 748 on 15 May 1976.

 

The Lost Valley (continued . . .)




A thousand bollo players sent their metal balls rocketing towards the enemy. Hah! Too late, the Caton commander saw the new source of attack. Turn and face the rear! Open fire on . . . . . . Uuuuuugh! It was then that Janno, leading the Nobe “armoured division”, gave the order. Turn! Cha—a—a—arge! The careering vehicles tore through the crumbling line of the Caton guards, scattering them like leaves. Long live the Nobes! It was a brief, but desperate hand-tohand struggle. Freedom! Freedom!
Presently, it was all over. The cream of the Caton ground forces surrendered to an army of amateur sportsmen. We did it! Thanks to bollo! Thanks to you, Janno! Go back to your masters and tell them what happened! Tell them that this valley will never belong to Cato! The lesson was not lost upon the Caton leaders. A few days later, their prime minister came to a decision. This country has lost enough international prestige over the affair. The valley project is abandoned. Later, the Emperor Trigo paid a state visit to the valley, where he was courteously received by the Nobes. Greetings, Enlightened One. Greetings, Imperial Majesty. Thanks to you, to the Trigan Empire—and to our young friend Janno—we remain free! Tell me, Majesty, is it within the competence of your people’s technology to seal up the valley again? Of course, Enlightened One. Then we ask you to do that for us. We have seen what happens in the outside world and, with respect, we like our old ways best. And so, a heavy charge of explosive was detonated in the pass. The mountain wall fell—and the secret valley was secret once more. When all was silent, Janno raised his hand in salute to those he would never see again. Farewell, Kalli! Farewell, brave Nobes! May you and yours live in peace and tranquility for ever!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 747 on 8 May 1976.