A swarm of huge, fiery ants, brood of a mystery comet, burst from their shells to threaten the unsuspecting world.
but to the world's waste-lands.
Strange, it was, the instinct that had led them unerringly to the remotest point of each continent. In North America it was the great Arizona desert, in South America the pampas of Argentina, in Europe the steppes of Russia, in Asia the Desert of Gobi, in Africa the Sahara, in Australia the Victoria; while in the British Isles, Philippines, New Zealand, Madagascar, Iceland, the East Indies, West Indies, South Seas and other islands of the world, the interiors were taken over by the demons, the populace fleeing for their lives.
As for the oceans, no one knew exactly what had happened there, though it was obvious they, too, had received their share of the bombardment on that fateful night; but, while temperatures were found to be somewhat above normal, scientists were of the opinion that the deadly spawn that had fallen there had failed to incubate.
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Immediately the presence of the monsters in the Arizona desert was verified, Overton called J
Written in 1931 about the future (1947) when newspaper reporters have flying cars. The flying car gets used a lot.
Mysterious crystal globes that fall to Earth when the planet moves through a comet's tail turn out to be eggs that hatch into giant radioactive sand termites. That can't be killed.
The story is mainly a curiosity. The plotting is okay; the characterizations are a bit thin, especially of the girlfriend.
While this story will definitely hold your interest, it is typical of "sci fi" of the day in that it mingles futuristic technology (flying cars, for example) with technology extant at the time the story was written (the old-time newspaper office, for example). This is a bit of a distraction, but not enough to put you off the tale of a horrific invasion of Earth by aliens.