Strange avenues of Death that lead to the door of the Master Spy whose address has been written in blood! Who holds the key to this mystery? What man may unlock the door of Fate? The hand of Krueger about to strike, has been gripped by a terrible fear, as Stahlemaske moves acorss the scene with a hate that consumes all men! G-8 and Kreuger are patners again, as strange as it may seem—to defeat a scourge that knows no bounds—the relentess Masters of Murder!
SCOURGE OF THE STEEL MASK by Robert J. Hogan He came from the very fires of Hell to blight the Living, and he cared not for the cost of his Lust! G-8 has found himself at last, opposed to a fiend he cannot hope to fight—a fiend whose Allies have been taken from the Dregs of the Earth, and whose Hate to fiercer than the forces of the Sky!
A mist of madness swept the skies, and G-8 knew that the answer must be found! Allied pilots lost, and then returned as gibbering idiots! Germany's forces swept the air, and the end was new in sight, if the Master Spy and his Aces could not combat this terrible menace! G-8 opposes himself to the genius of a madman!
The breath of fire is scorching the heavens, leaving in its wake the dead and the mourned! G-8 is fighting this relentless scourge—fighting with his brains and his heart and soul. But what is one man against a foe he cannon understand?—what is the good of courage without the guns to back it up!
Death!—companion of the skyways and champion of the War—has descended upon the Master Spy with all the grim fury of a monster’s hate! What are three men against the forces of hell itself? What price will brave men pay for their honor? The action is fierce, fast and frightening as we hearken to the Wings of Invisible Doom!
Skies of Yellow Death
"At midnight you die!" The message passed before the eyes of the Master Spy like the swift hand of Death from which there was no reprieve. Four hours to live, with the work of a lifetime before him—four hours in which to repair a wrong that threatened the safety of the world!
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Men without faces, without hearts and without souls—ambassadors of murder incapable of mercy! These were the opponents of the Master Spy—men driven to madness by the blood-lust of Kreuger—the heartless, avenging Vultures of the Purple Death!
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Blood streams flowing with the germs of madness, the Sky Wolves have descended on the Allies! There is no truce between man and beast, for reason cannot match the savage lust for gore! G-8 did not know the source of this blood-lust, but he did know the destruction it could bring; knew well that men were changing to hungry beasts and that the job was up to him!
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Patrol of the Cloud Crushers
Not even G-8 could fathom the ungodly powers of the cloud crusher! A hand that struck from nowhere—a haunting, terrible messenger of death! And yet the Master Spy's duty was clear—this menace must be destroyed, even though his very life be exchanged for the answer to this horrible curse of the skies!
Wings of Satan
Only the fires of Hell could produce these madmen of the battle lanes—fiendish pilots of the skies who card not fo rthe enemy's lives nor for their own. Soulds tortured from the beginning of time, now vengeance mad! Seeking to take from the living what they themselves bad been denied!
SKELETONS OF THE BLACK CROSS
February 1936
Sudden, hideous destruction loomed like some frightful monster in the skies, wrought by what fiendish hand, the Master Spy could not tell—could not tell because it struck swiftly and silently, without so much as a trace of its frightful source. Still G-8 hit the sky lanes of Death—with a purpose. He would bring back the answer or not return at all.
Scourge of the Sky Beastby Robert J. Hogan
SCOURGE OF THE SKY BEAST
What were these strange Monsters of the Sky that winged their way through space, leaving blood and destruction as they flew? What fiendish mind had spawned these beasts that sent the Allies crashing to horrible Death? Only Herr Doktor Krueger could have produced these deadly bats, and G-8's duty was clear, Kill the little beast of science, or let his comrades die!
THE PATROL OF THE DEAD
March 1936
Deep in the forests of Bocheland lurked a horror that was not Death—but a living doom that robbed the soul and turned men into bloodthirsty beasts! What ghastly genius of forgotten centuries had now returned to paint the sky and earth in blood? G-8 held half the secret within his whirling brain, and meant to learn the rest, knowing too well that his only reward would be Death or living madness!
THE BLOOD-BAT STAFFEL
January 1936
"The little fiend doktor smiled as he spoke, "It is only a matter of time until the cursed Americaners and the Allies shall grovel at my feet." And as though to echo Herr Doktor Krueger's words, lightning death slashed through the midnight skies. Yankee birdmen folded their wings in the panic of fear. But to another, it was only a challenge, as G-8 saw the hand of his arch enemy and hit the sky on wings of blood and death.
STAFFEL OF FLOATING HEADS
December 1935
"G-8 saw the grim visitor from the grave; stood startled while the phantom spoke its words of doom . . . "Leutnant Macon," it said, "you have killed me. You have taken my life when I did you no harm. You saw me die and fall—like this. Look at me know, and be cursed for your murder. I will haunt you until the end of your days."—But somewhere the Master Spy knew there would be an answer to this and ghosts or no ghosts, he was going to bring it back.
STAFFEL OF INVISIBLE MEN
November 1935
CLAWS OF THE SKY MONSTER
October 1935
STAFFEL OF BEASTS
September 1935
THE HEADLESS STAFFEL
August 1935
