The Lost Valley (continued . . .)




The sight of a blacksmith attaching thick plates of metal to one side of a motor vehicle greatly interested Kalli, Janno’s Nobe friend. There you are, Kalli—armour plating while you wait. That will stop a projectile, and fifty of these vehicles will add up to our armoured division. Later, the pick of the valley’s young athletes were gathered in the main square. I have a plan for the destruction of the Caton invading force. It calls for careful timing and instant obedience on your part. You will learn this plan, till you carry it out in your sleep! Any questions? Yes! What are we going to use for weapons? We don’t have any weapons! In fact, you have a splendid weapon. With it, you Nobes play the fastest and most dangerous game on Elekton. The Bollo Ball! Shortly after dawn the next day, the Catons entered the valley. They marched to attention, colours flying. Not a sign of the Nobes. I fully expect to walk through the valley and take it without firing a shot.
And then . . . Vehicles! The Nobe armoured division was heading into battle! Yahooooo! With disciplined calm, the Caton guards halted, faced their flank, and the command rang out. Open fire! The Nobe armour drove at breakneck speed down the Caton column attracting all the enemy fire. It was then, behind the Catons, that the best bollo players in the valley rose from their hiding place in a dried river bed, and sent their hard metal balls rocketing towards the enemy. The Caton guards were taken entirely unawares by the most dangerous game on Elekton. Aaaaaagh! Uuuuuughhh!

This installment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 746 on 1 May 1976.

 

The Lost Valley (continued . . .)




Barring the path of the Caton armada was a massed force of deadly fighter-craft. The Trigans! The Emperor’s brother, Brag, in the lead fighter was in contact with Trigo. They’ve seen us! The question now is—will they risk destruction and continue, or will they turn back? The captain of the lead Caton bomber asked for orders. They’re not moving out of our way! To get through, I shall have to start shooting! Do I have your permission? It was a tense moment back at Caton High Command. Prime Minister, are we ready to go to war with the Trigan Empire for the sake of an obscure valley? Even if this valley contains the richest mineral resources on the planet? There are other methods of getting the valley. Call back the bomber force! Break off the operation! Return to base! We will take the valley with our ground forces. To do this, they will have to pass through the Tharv province. Send emissaries to the Potentate of Tharv, to ask permission for our army to cross his territory.
Zad Krakkar, the wily old Potentate of Tharv, held his ramshackle empire together by playing off one major foreign power against the other. Sit down, gentlemen. Of course your soldiers may pass through my province . . . The passing of such a large force will, of course, cause havoc with the roads . . . Shall we say ten million thullars compensation? And no armour—only infantry. But, Excellency . . . No armour! I have a treaty with the Trigan Empire that forbids the passing of foreign armoured troops through my territory! A full report of all this tortuous diplomacy was brought to Janno and Peric in the valley of the Nobes. So the old demon’s letting them through—but no armoured war-machines. What does it matter? The Catons are sending 10,000 picked troops and the Nobes have nothing to stop them. We can raise 10,000 strong young Nobes. Can’t we, Kalli? Yes! They don’t know what the word war means but you can teach them. At that moment they were interrupted by a disturbance in the street. Get out of the way! I . . . I can’t stop it! It was then that Janno had his brainwave. Yes! We’ll raise a Nobe Army and our army will be MOBILE! With motorised infantry and armoured warmachines!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 745 on 24 April 1976.

 

The Lost Valley (continued . . .)




As they closed with the Caton battle-craft, Janno fired his pistol. One down and five to go! The next instant, he was clinging for dear life as his friend, Kalli, banked violently to avoid the return fire. Hey! Are you trying to get rid of me? Sorry! Hanging on to a strut with one hand, Janno blasted loose again. Got him! Janno’s second victim swerved into the path of one of its wing-mates—with disastrous consequences. That’s three out of six. Great! Let’s down the other three! But the remaining Caton crewmen had other ideas. We’ve lost half our force. That hostile craft must be armed with a secret weapon of invincible power.
Break off the attack! Set course back to base! Triumphantly, Kalli brought his primitive craft to ground near the three wrecked Caton machines. Who was it who said we were not a match for the Caton air-fleet? You have seen nothing of the Caton air-fleet in action—yet! Wait till our massed, high-level bombers come. Returning to base, the remaining crewmen were given a tongue-lashing by their air-fleet commander. How many craft attacked you and downed your three companions? Er . . . one, sir. Did you say . . . one? Get the high-level bombing force into the air! By the end of this day I want to see an empty valley—strewn with corpses! The vast armada of destruction rose skyward above Cato City. Set course for the valley! Later, the captain of the lead craft saw something that brought a gasp of disbelief to his lips. Oh, no! It . . . it can’t be!

This instalment was originally published in Look and Learn issue no. 744 on 17 April 1976.