Word: shriek
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...carefully selected group of workers, children and bomb-shocked neurotics huddled wide-eyed in a dark, cold bomb vault. Noises began - sirens seeming to shriek for help, bombs and ack-ack conversing terribly...
...plummeting shriek of bombs was the first warning the Germans had that there was something new over the western front. Thirty thousand feet above the battleship Gneisenau, lying camouflaged at Brest, flew U.S.-built Flying Fortresses manned by the R.A.F. They had arrived through the substratosphere, unheard and unseen in the broad daylight; they had done so because behind each of the Fortresses' four engines were turbo-superchargers, feeding them fat air to breathe in the thin heights. Though the coast below was warm and summery, the planes were frosted over with rime. They cruised serenely above the effective...
Echoes of the Business. The 19 towers of the Kremlin, the vast emptiness of the Red Square, the workers' homes in the Krasnaya Presnya section of Moscow all resounded last week to a sound they had never before echoed: the shriek and crump of bombs. They had echoed the sirens before; they had echoed the loudspeakers roaring: "Bystree, bystree, tovarishchi-Quicker, quicker, comrades." But those had been mere drills. Last week Moscow got the real business...
...long posed as an anti-Nazi, struts in, stops before the table. 'Well, meine Damen und Herren,' he smirks 'it was about time.' And he turns over his coat lapel, unpins his hidden Swastika button, and repins it on the outside. . . . Two or three women shriek: 'Shame!' at him. Major Goldschmidt, Legitimist, Catholic, but half Jewish, who has been sitting quietly at the table, rises. 'I will go home and get my revolver,' he says...
...such pronunciamentos as: "The very first premise for writing good radio should be actually having something to say that hasn't been said before quite in the manner in which you say it." Unfortunately Arch Oboler has never managed to live up to his own dictum. His early shriek-and-shudder work smacked of the pulps he had lately abandoned, and his latter-day effusions never lose their soapy flavor even when social significance is being dragged in by the ears...