(A Complete Novelette.)

THE BLACK LAMP CAPTAIN S. P. MEEK 212

_Dr. Bird and His Friend Carnes Unravel Another Criminal Web of
Scientific Mystery._

PHALANXES OF ATLANS F. V. W. MASON 228

_Only in Dim Legends Did Mankind Remember Atlantis and the
Lost Tribes--Until Victor Nelson's Extraordinary Adventure
in the Unknown Arctic._ (Beginning a Two-Part Novel.)

THE PIRATE PLANET CHARLES W. DIFFIN 261

_From Earth and Sub-Venus Converge a Titanic Offensive of Justice
on the Unspeakable Man-Things of Torg._ (Conclusion.)

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Werewolves of War

_By D. W. Hall_

[Illustration: _"Hay crosses the gulf, taking with him the cord which
controls the electro-magnet."_ ]

PART I

[Sidenote: The story of the "Torpedo Plan" and of Capt. Lance's heroic
part in America's last mighty battle with the United Slavs.]

Trapped again!

But this time, Lance swore, they'd not get away without paying dearly
for it!

Under the mesh of his gas-mask the lean lines of his jaw went taut.
Tense, steely fingers flipped to the knobbed control instruments; the
gleaming single-seater scout plane catapulted in a screaming
somersault. Lance's ever-wary sixth sense told him the tongues of
disintegrating flame had licked the plane's protected belly, and for
the fact that it was protected he thanked again his stupendous luck.
He pulled savagely at the squat control stick; the four Rahl-Diesels
unleashed a torrent of power; and the slim scout rose like a comet,
and hurtled, the altitude dial's nervous finger proclaimed, to ten
thousand feet. Lance eased off the power, relaxed slightly, and
glanced below.

They'd started off a squadron of