George O. Smith,
The Firing Line
(1944)
“ The clangor of the alarm made Murdoch curse. He looked at the celestial globe and his heart knew real fear for the first time. This was no meteor shower, he knew from the random pattern. Something was after him, and Murdoch knew who and what it was. He cursed Channing and Venus Equilateral in a loud voice.It did no good, that cursing. Above his head, the triply mounted turret danced back and forth, freeing a triple-needle of Sol's energy. At each pause another interferer went out in a blaze of fire and a shock-excitation of radio energy that blocked, temporarily, the finder circuits. ”
