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- Distinctly audible over the bawl of the motors came two more metallic plinks. then a series. The unseen marksman was doing his best to perforate the pontoons and sink the craft.
- All five of Doc's men were staring through the cabin windows, seeking trace of the one who was shooting.
- Abruptly bullets began to whiz through the plane fuselage itself. Renny clapped a hand to his monster left arm. But the wound was no more than a shallow scrape. Another blob of lead wrought minor havoc in the box that held Long Tom's electrical equipment.
- It was Doc who saw the sniper ahead of all the others, thanks to an eye of matchless keenness.
- "Over behind that fallen palm!" he said.
- Then the rest perceived. The sharpshooter's weapon projected over the bole of a fallen royal palm that was like a pillar of dull silver.
- Rifles leaped magically into the hands of Doc's five men. A whistling salvo of lead pelted the palm log, preventing the sniper from releasing further shots.
- - The Man of Bronze (1933) Chapter 8
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