Now, with atomics and filters on every stack in every home, the city was clean.
When we left Earth, most of the population had been wiped out by atomics.
Mars iron built the ships and powered the atomics that had conquered the galaxy.
They don't run on atomics, need some kind of fuel, and they have to have new supplies every so often.
Noble, the blond youth, frantically examining the atomics, was a bio-chemist.
We had a weapon in our favor, the most dangerous weapon ever devised, a thousand times more potent than atomics.
But that's quite all right because, as it happens, I'm an atomics technician and I even worked on that very bomb.
Behind the atomics were the Kruchek drivers, twin brawny giants chained to the treadmill they pushed through the skies.
You see, the drives are not what they were cooked up to be—the atomics leak, and it wasn't found out until too late.
Under daylight atomics the transport engineers in their glass perches read the dials and turned the switches.
