Ouch! My Spaceship!

There was more shout but the captains were professionals and ignored the commotion and, instincts suddenly flaring, Scarlet placed his hand on Jeff’s head to protect it for entry into the car.

He’d barely placed it there when his hand exploded. As did Jeff Tracy’s head.

The press and gathered people dropped to the ground with remarkable alacrity as Blue roared over the comms and yanked Scarlet into the car, keeping his mangled hand hidden from sight.

Colonel White and his Colour Captains were the only ones still standing. While Blue was dealing with Scarlet he took the opportunity of looking around.

One shot. No other noise, no one else hit – if you discount Scarlet who was just unlucky – this was the work of a sniper. He scanned the skyline. The area was full of huge buildings like Tracy Towers, and there wasn’t a hope of realising who…

Suddenly something white was thrown from a window and as it fluttered down it unfurled until White realised it was still attached to the building and was behaving more like a flag.

“Bereznik będzie wolny od dyktatorów i handlarzy niewolników!” “Bereznik will be free from dictators and slavers!”