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Zulu
The skies are clear over the city as Cub
reporter Jimmy Olsen covers the
Metropolis beat in the Daily Planet
helicopter.
Olsen to Daily Planet. All's quiet
here. We'll circle back and... Yikes!
What's that?Great balls of fire!
In the farm area beyond city limits, a
flock of birds that look like men. Yeah I
mean men that look like birds. I mean,
holy smokes, I'm not sure, but whatever
they are, they're attacking the
farmlands. Sheepers, it looks
like organized looting and pillaging, and
some of them are stealing sacks of grain.
Others are raiding the refrigerated
storehouses. You should see what's going
on here. Now they're even
grabbing a farm animal.
In his office at the Daily Planet,
reporter Clark can't react swiftly to
Jimmy's radioed message. If someone
doesn't stop them soon, they'll strip the
Land Bear. This is a job for
Superman. Up, up, and away!
What a battle!
But there's not a thing they can do to
stop Superman. They're clawing at them,
tucking them with their beaks and wings,
trying to wrap themselves around them.
That's what the man of steel is trying
not to hurt them.
Great Scott. That silo is going to crush
the farmhouse.
The copter's in trouble, but I can't let
go of this silo now.
Well, how about that?Better follow
those birdmen. Up, up, and away!
Good luck, Superman! How about the way
those birdmen saved our lives?
I guess they can't be all bad, huh
And the same thought occurs to Superman
as he follows the fleeing Birdman to a
remote, uncharted valley in the
mountainous area known as the Roof of the
World. We meant no harm to humans.
We live in peace here,
where these flowers give off gases
which keep our species alive.
Then why did you raid the outside world?
Because... An outsider is
starving us. That's a lot of
nonsense.
Anyone who works is fed. Who
are you?My name is Trask.
I found gold in this valley, and
my men and I
persuaded these bird beings to
mine that gold. And
those who refused went hungry, ehThat's
about the size of it. Well, Trask,
I've got news for you. Yeah. Like
what?Like start packing
now. You don't give me
orders, Superman. Oh, really?
Well, let's hold it.
We've sprayed those life-giving
plants with chemicals. One
blast from our flamethrowers, and they'll
go up in smoke. No,
you wouldn't. No one can be so low.
I'll warn you. Don't try me.
No, don't do that.
Let 'em have it, man. The plants!
Burn the plants!
Great Scott! I'll take care of you
later, Trask. Up, up, and away!
With X-ray vision, Superman swiftly
locates underground streams that flow
through the valley. Moving with the speed
of light, Man of Steel releases geysers
of watch.
You've got to be kidding, boys.
Mustn't play. With
fire!
The fire didn't touch the plant roots.
They'll grow back to full bloom. Yes.
And thank you again, Superman.
As for this bunch, I promise neither
they nor anyone else will ever again come
to trouble you. Up, up,
and away!
And that's the Birdman story, Jimmy, as
told by Superman. Wow!
Terrific! But by the way, Mr.
Ken, do you know where that valley is
located?Well, yes, Jimmy,
but I promised to keep it strictly
secret between Superman and me.
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