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Lupta Împotriva Pirateriei.......................3 Prefaţa – Moldavian..................................6 003 – Capitolul 1........................................8 003 – Capitolul 2......................................16 003 – Capitolul 3......................................26 003 – Capitolul 4......................................38 Urmãtor > Episodul 004.........................46 Preface – Simple English........................51 003 – Part 1...............................................53 003 – Part 2...............................................61 003 – Part 3...............................................70 003 – Part 4...............................................80 Preface – English.....................................92 003 – Chapter 1........................................94 003 – Chapter 2......................................102 003 – Chapter 3......................................111 003 – Chapter 4......................................122 Next > Episode 004................................130
.S.A. O Alergare Nud Producţie Doilea Ediţie – Prima Imprimare 003-2. Traducere de Trala Inc. Spune lumii ce să cred.1-3ropd – 2012-03-29 Sfarâmatura Pamânt Drepturi de autor © 2007-2012 de către Robert Skyler Toate Drepturile Rezervate Făcut în America Toate personajele care apar în această lucrare sunt fictive. .Credite Pământ curtoazie fotografie de N.A.. Orice asemanare cu persoane reale. este pur întâmplătoare. vii sau moarte. Face sau de a sparge această carte cu o revizuire sau evaluare pe pagina sa de cumpărare.
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“Este Uşor Să Faci”
O aventură epică în neînţelegere, această serie de povestiri scurte psihologice, explorează semnificaţia mai fină a sensurilor sens trecute cu vederea de înţelegerea în sine. ~~~ Dincolo de acest oraş plictisitor, într-o clădire simplă, pe un singur fişier sub un gumă de şters nou, în cazul în care se află o scrisoare nesemnificativ între un scurt timp de pace şi libertate numai războiul poate aduce, spune ca scrisoare, si cu aceasta guma totul incepe din nou. În ajunul de genocid trecut şi în dimineaţa zilei de agenţii următoare, de putere aliate, care să justifice adevărul lor de a începe o cruciadă dincolo de care prevăd un război finalitate. Că acestea ar putea, că ei ar fi, atunci ei ar trebui să nu o lăsa întrebat de ce.
Prefaţa – Moldavian
in păcate, printre acele sarcini care
excelează atât de mult în număr, în, gândirea nu pot fi numărate. Cu toate acestea, în cazul în care istoria noastră prezintă nimic mai mult decât capacitatea noastră de brut de violenţă, înşelăciune şi aceasta, este cu siguranţă că putem face mai mult împreună decât oricând în afară. Numărul de sarcini de un grup poate excela dincolo de individ este de nenumarate: Împreună vom vâna mai mare şi de a colecta mai mult, pentru a călători mai departe mai ieftin, mai rapid şi mai sapa, urca mai mare pentru mai mult, mai mult decât ne face mai puternici, dar nu corp sau grup vreodată asamblate a crezut mai mult în mod liber prin creşterea numărului său. Ori de câte ori am venit împreună în vederea realizării acestei sarcini: decadenţă numai, corupţie, speculă, stagnarea şi subjugarea rezulta. Dintre un popor care
poate fi convins toată inima pentru a trage orice piatră la partea de sus de orice deal, nu veţi găsi o majoritate nedirijate, care vor fi de acord cu ceea ce ar trebui să fie făcut cu ea după ce este acolo. Pentru că atunci când gândesc, gruparea familiar fizic de noi, devine tirania urmat intelectual al unei mine. Pentru cazul în care aţi fost failibil, slab si nesigur, ei, care sunt obligate sunt incontestabil pură, pentru că nu pot fi greşit în cazul în care toţi sunt de acord, şi vor cu toţii de acord, dacă toţi vor crede la fel ca mine. Deci, ei vor uni, dar odata ce trebuie să se încadreze ca va fi acest Sfarâmatura Pamânt, sfidând-le pe toate.
003 – Capitolul 1
- Marea Nordului, Europa, 3 octombrie, 1945 “
oate, doar ei nu au vrut să-l prea umed.”
“Nu, vreau să spun dacă Termopile este
un submarin nou de ce nu am acolo navighează pe oceanele-”
“Şi ce Jameson, scufunda nave comerciale
Axei? A câştiga războiul pentru Rege şi Ţară? Este peste colega ai ajuns aici,”
“Nu noi contacte, domnule!”
“Ton-l jos o gradaţie, Clarry. Nu a avut
încă de ceai meu”
“Şi jurnal,” el a prezentat în tăcere o foaie
de hârtie la fel de gol.
“Ai crede că,” am răspuns, “ceva mai
interesant decât nimic nu ar fi intampla aici.”
“Aş fi singur dacă am făcut, domnule.” “Fii despre afacerea dvs. atunci este acest
ziar mea ai citit?”
“Da,” a răspuns cu prudenţă. “Tocmai am ajuns aici şi deja sunteţi în
echipamentul meu? Îndoiţi-o în mod corect,” şi văzând ceea ce priveşte, “au înapoi pe biroul meu de micul dejun-are bucătarul nostru a intrat în viaţă?”
“Un alt o jumătate de oră că ar trebui să
aştepte.” de corect,” Am cedat la curiozitate, “mai multe tabere de găsit atunci?”
“Da,” a răspuns Clarry stoicism, “imagini “Destul
de această dată,” predarea-mi pagina de ziar foto.
“Da, teribil de inspaimantatoare.” “Ai o inima, domnule. Uită-te la ei, foame
la os sunt acestea.” este razboi, Clarry. Lucruri oribile se întâmplă. Doar pentru că sa întâmplat ieri nu face nici mai puţin importante decât armeni, ucraineni, sau chiar propriul nostru irlandez. Cel mai importante lucru este să luaţi act de aceste evenimente din fiecare sursă posibil, trage concluzia ta, si nu uita niciodata rolul tau este de a înţelege de ce, fără a pierde accentul pe posibilitatea, pe care le au încă pentru a vedea imaginea de ansamblu. Daca petreci prea mult timp uitam o carte, vei uita că este un joc de a fi jucat.” Clarry uitat în sus ca si cum lumina din spatele meu a avut loc adevărul lui. “Tu sunt la fel de ignoranţă ca ziua este lunga,” am condamnat. “Armenii, Primul Război Mondial, turcii le-a vrut de pe teritoriile lor, astfel încât acestea să sacrificate majoritatea dintre ei în exercitarea de astfel de, mai mult de un milion, doar pentru a fi creştin – sau aşa ni se spune -, dar cea mai mare parte a fost doar pentru a fi. Acesta nu a fost nici corect,
“Căpitanul.” Clarry concentrat. am avut nimic de-a face cu faptul că. amintiţi-vă irlandez cartofi foamete-capitalist Irlanda. cu o poveste de spus.” a întrebat el. “Omologii nostri rusi pe malul acolo s-ar fi descris-” “Omologii noştri. “ne fiind urmarit?” “Mai sigure să-şi asume noi nu sunt decât.” Jameson a răspuns. Vrei sa se plimbe cu greutatea lumii pe umerii tai. oprindu-se pentru a regla hărţile de pe masa mea. în numele reformei sale socialiste.” Jameson gardină inch “Înapoi în anii treizeci. .” am reluat. Este ca si cum asta la fiecare câţiva ani. atunci războiul este jocul tau. cu o notă de panică.” “Desigur. senzaţie de neajutorat şi îmi pare rău pentru oricine. Şi. fie.” i-am spus. “dar cu greu noastre cele mai bune oră.” “Nimic nu intenţionat.” “Nu ca razboiul este necesar. care este de ce o numesc ei razboi. Stalin a murit de foame zece milioane de ucraineni la moarte. de transport maritim noi toti am putea manca în timp ce mai mult de un milion de-al lor au murit de foame.nici drept.
homosexuali si evrei se spune acestea au fost. Nu până când am înţeles lecţia. Clarry. Oricum. Irlanda. în cazul în care după modificările de . că ceea ce au stat impotriva. în timp ce la ei.” “N-am crezut din place destul de faptul că. “marxişti. eu cred că ar trebui să o instanţă neutră ar fi atât ne-a găsit vinovat. în faţa celor care supravietuiesc de a idealiza şi de a beneficia de pierderea lor. fereau capul înapoi în spatele ziarul meu. “am avut ne-au învăţat noi le-a fost un martir este considerat a fi unul al cărui deces defineşte de asemenea. ei au murit pentru ceea ce au crezut în?” “Deci. “cum neintenţionată. se spune.” “Martiri au fost atunci. noi trebuie să credem. Deci.” am spus.” a declarat Clarry. Moartea lor puncta un eşec victorios. am avut o mana în pe. Goering şi Goebbels?” “Nu...“Descris foame ucrainean. Clarry. cele pe care le au la uciderea devianţi-sociale considerate a fi politic nesigur pentru cauza nazist. domnule?” “Nu.” am continuat. Hitler.” “Cine.
” “Nimeni nu merge într-o sabie de bună voie: ei cad pe el. oferă celor care ar urma exemplul lor. orice alta alegere într-un triumf nu a fost. care o dată asuprit-le. sau injunghiat. naziştii au inventat un sistem de credinte nefondate. “dornic de gândire cu privire la numele de ghiseele sale?” “La fel ca marxişti s-au opus. că alţii ar putea să sacrificiu propria lor voinţă de a le în numele lor legendei. instalatii sanitare mai mult adâncimi de eşecul lor ca şi cum un nobil să roade la sfârşitul ei. sunt împinse.” “Legenda Martiriul este o lecţie şi. în forţa pe alţii.credinţă valoarea de incapacitatea lor de a vedea orice altă opţiune. care. fără a ţine seama de ei înşişi. să acţioneze pe baza avizului care a devenit coplesitoare.” “Dar este ceva în neregulă cu a fi marxist?” “Atâta timp cât practici tale nu sunt nici . Dar legenda martir merge în cu ochii de echilibru şi de inimă pur concentrat pe viitorul sacrificiul lor. după faptele de mai sus?” Întrebat de Jameson.
Ei au eşuat toate. domnule?” “Ca ceea ce am făcut. este că am putea spera decât alţii ar putea beneficia de nu repeta incapacitatea mea de a supravietui. Ei nu au reuşit să înţeleagă ceea ce era în faţa lor.” “Tragerea oricine altcineva. dacă ceva poate fi invatat de la aceasta. ceea ce era in spatele lor. toate .insidioasa. “Ei nu au fost Clarry de succes. doar un alt bătăuş împinge oamenii din jur. Lecţii lor este unul de eşec. ci prin impunităţii de legenda. nici ostil.” “Aceasta este Legenda Mucenic. nu există Mucenici dispuşi. nu a lor. Ei au eşuat. Jameson. nu este nimic în neregulă cu a fi nimic. ar putea apărea de mai sus Lecţii lor. ei sunt morţi. ceea ce a fost bere peste mări. nu au de lucru în modul în care am sperat şi. devii ca ei toţi au fost. dar de îndată ce vă forţaţi o credinţă neacceptat pe alţii. un exemplu nobil cu sediul în adevărurile noastre. Aveţi posibilitatea să cred că cerul este verde. ca a noastră: Că a murit pentru ceea ce noi credem inch” “Dar lor lecţie.” Am păşit înapoi. împreună cu ei.
Nimeni nu ar putea vreodată la îndoială integritatea morţi. într-o viaţă alegere mai puţin cu sediul în avizul de credinţă.” “Şi oricine încearcă să vă spun că sunt mai mult de morţi. este cineva mai rău chiar decât cele care le-a ucis. ele sunt ar fi profitori de criminali. nu suntem martiri.” a declarat Clarry.” . şi care va să-i oprească? Nimeni nu vede jocul legenda a face.” “Nu. Nu uita eşecul nostru de a se adapta şi vă va învăţa lecţia mi-ar fi avut ce învăţa: Nu trebuie să prospere în fiecare zi. Chiar nimeni nu vede că este un joc. pentru a supravieţui în fiecare zi.” “Glorificare a Martiriul este poarta prin care invita viu aproape mort. nerostite. dincolo de orice şi care este cum spui interzise. putem vedea. “Vom vedea ce ni se spune.acestea sunt doar mort. “suntem doar morţi.” m-am aplecat. în.” “O astfel de gândire este interzis. sau sacrificiul viitor oferă factorilor de decizie sale. pentru toţi cei care vor admira eşecul lor de a supravietui.
la sfârşitul tabelului.. “Cine a fost că. Cholmer. Ei au dat ceasul la Danzig britanic a tuturor oamenilor. si trebuie doar sa stie ca sunt acolo sus obtinerea tuturor gloria în timp ce aşteptăm de resturi aici. La naiba toate. cum sa întâmplat acest lucru?” “Subcontractarea.. Vasal meu?” “Trei presupuneri.” a spus îndrazneala .003 – Capitolul 2 Asculta “ C e! De ce ar face asta? – Aceasta a fost ideea noastră! Cum ar putea să nu baietii nostri sa fie la locul de muncă-Scuteşte-mă de înregistrare de rupt El!” Trântit telefonul jos.
ca licitaţiile sale. oamenii pot începe să întreb de ce suntem aici. să fie preocupat. “avem nevoie de submarinele noastre!” “Drăguţ.” i-am spus acum la jumătatea . “Da. pentru a crea mai multe probleme pentru noi. Suntem aici pentru a crea informaţii care contează pentru oamenii care contează.” “Ai un punct ştiţi.I. pe care am început ca neglijent posibil. Un incendiu de informaţii. nu doar O. la toate. trădat de evacuare mea. scâncet.inspiratie pentru mine. de ce suntem aici?” “Acesta este exact modul în care începe. că “furie din teren. astfel încât acestea să poată lua măsuri care contează. cu noi.” viaţa scurs de la faţa Boss. Voi pleca de finanţare care unul pana la tine-Noi nu suntem aici pentru nimic! Dacă nu avem ceva de valoare în căutarea.S. Prelinge second-hand nu necesită o să tind să le” -.S.” el s-au raspandit mâinile sale. acum. Nu prelinge acest sumbru de pasiv care le-am văzut de la sfârşitul războiului.A. de semnalizare de ieşire mea. Până când ego-ul meu tradator. – “Suntem C.
sau simplu avantajos. Armatele nu sunt desfiintate. Este pur şi simplu prea scump pentru a avea războaie. “este aplicabilă numai în timp de război. şi ca timp de copt care a fost. întrucât război etern cere puţin mai mult decât participarea maselor . “strategice de servicii. dar chiar că s-au dovedit mai mult decât era tolerabil. Acestea nu sunt de Evul Mediu. că a fost prea mult de lucru. dar nu poate fi întotdeauna ceva pentru noi să facem acum poate exista?” Şef tremura vizibil.” mi-a strigat înapoi. atât pentru a fi la război o zi şi nu următorul. şi încă tăiate înapoi. “şi nu a existat niciodată un război nu a fost pe undeva. am primit prin intermediul acestor ani de pace slaba schimbare doar de capacitatea noastră. “Sunt conştient de faptul că teoria. sigilarea soarta mea. Iniţial. iar apoi nu prea au doar războaie. recunoscut. în general.” am continuat suficient de repede pentru că ar putea să nu fi auzit la toate.drumului în cameră. ar trebui să nu am fost desfiintata cu trupele ?” “Locuri de muncă noastre nu sunt teorie.” “Cresterea de o armată competentă nu este ceva ce se poate face pur şi simplu.
Gadila cu mânerul uşii.. este doar una care temperează celălalt. simultan în controlul a tot şi nimic. Şi dacă nu vrei treaba ta să devină istorie” Eu.. “Tiranii din Germania. a găsit pe noi înşine cu un rand de scaune din faţă la ora cea mai întunecată a omului. toate ale lor sa destrămat.” M-am simtit pantoful meu a lovit uşa după mine. ~~~ “Am putea construi o lume mai bună numai dacă am avea destule organisme. În acea zi. atât în gândire şi de direcţie.” a . împreună. jocul nostru sa schimbat ca noi. “Trebuie să ne gasiti ceva de facut!” Lăsând care ceainic la tocana.” atenţia noastră doar pentru atât de mult timp acest lucru este în cazul în care am început din nou. Am petrecut ani de perfectionare distrugerea lor si ca toate planurile noastre a scăzut.nesfarsite care le-am avut de suferit din timp am dat seama. am facut evadarea mea pe holurile lungi de steril Centrala de Informatii. Mandatul nostru începe.. în cazul în care de multe ori am pierdut pribegit. “Tu mă întrebi pe mine.
robi şi crima pe care ei înşişi s-ar putea trăi până la sfârşitul acelei zile. Inversa tabelele mâine. “ştii paginile pe paginile de anunţuri ale morţii care a venit.” a spus el. Fie cu gloanţe sau Spalatorii creierului. desen privirea noastră. sacrifica în numele lor. an după an.” “Uciderea gropi. radicalii va defini întotdeauna atunci vâna fanatici lor pe cale de dispariţie. zi după zi. “Doar ceva postasul a spus odată: furnizarea de ziare.” Terminat uitat peste fotografii... camerele de gazare. înapoi în Marele Război.declarat Jameson. “au fost vânate pentru ceea ce ei nu au fost. Pericolul constă în cât de multe se infecta faţă de cauza lor.” el a respins. Sau a fost o putere numita nebunie?” “Ei nu au fost vânate pentru ceea ce erau. “ce-un mod oribil de a merge.” “Guvernat de masă individual-isterie. vinovat de tot ce au reproşat o dată pe asupritorii lor proprii... O nebunie numita putere a spus că a fost. “dar de foame. am dat înapoi la pagina de Clarry. da destul de abur şi abuzat va deveni întotdeauna agresor.” am interveni. . de a manipula lor capete.
.” am sugerat..” . nici tratati prost. deşi americanii.” “Nu mă lăsa să cred că pentru tine.echipe mobil de executie. Schimbarea regulilor..” “Ei bine. Ei le-am umplut cu prizonierii lor politic de încredere.. slab este un termen relativ eu cred că ar trebui să prizonierii lor ar contesta uşor. în caz contrar cetăţenilor liberi jefuit de drepturile lor de bază. dar acestea vor supravieţui. Clarry. de pe mare. “o menajerie genocid valoare mai mare de sacrificare sistematică a oamenilor în toată istoria. domnule!” “Când baloane merge în sus. au tabere lor. modul în care americanii şi băieţii noştri au făcut în Germania. fabrici ale morţii. Luaţi în considerare. dar s-au bombardat americanii vreodata necrutator? Japonezii au foarte rar. dacă vreodată.” “Am lovit-le bine. că este condamnat demoralizarea de a avea pentru a viziona” “Dar. poseda capacitatea de aceeaşi ploaie jos iad. Iar luminile se sting.” “Într-adevăr Domnule. Foame însă. Ei nu sunt de foame.
a rupt atenţia înapoi zâmbind.” Cookie rupt de atenţie deplină.” Cookie.” “Deci.” i-am spus să meargă afară de cotitură. braţul de tracţiune în mod fascist.” “Oricine care nu erau ei. ar fi spus. căpitane-dormit prea mult din nou. “Pot cineva interes în morcov nostru pe un şir . “Ei nu ar trebui. “pentru a câştiga cursa fascist. a fost de aşteptare acolo mult timp?” “Nu ne uita incurabili. marcând o înălţime de el nu ar putea atinge. “Tu trebuie să fie cel puţin atât de mare.” i-am zambit pana curios la mâna lui. de fapt.” cu mâna lui a avut loc la nivel. domnule.“Eu si a mea?” Întrebat de Jameson. “şi spune-Buna dimineata Cookie. veţi vindeca ignoranta pe ceas altcuiva. “indiferent de cat de viata mai mare decât eşti? Veţi măsura întotdeauna scurt. şi a întrebat. dar dacă doriţi.” “Ar fi o lume mult diferit în cazul în care nu a făcut-o. acum că-mi dea hârtie.” “Ea nu a reuşit să vă pomenesc.
m-am gândit.. cu goliciune de descurajatoare. “Project:” eticheta mă într-o ambuscadă. “Project: Project. “Cum un singur stat evident fara sa spuna un cuvânt?” Lupta următoare – împotriva sovieticilor – a fost sa fie extrem de lent în obţinerea de aici şi a trebuit să-l justifice pe sosire. fără rost ca mi umbla a progresat în familiaritatea de luare a misiunii. Cu problemele lor de “Să . Acest lucru este în cazul în care cele mai multe povestiri se estompeze la negru.” vedem. alimentare spaţiul cuvântul său ca am scris. multumesc.. terci de obicei mi se va potrivi foarte bine.. şi îndoit creierul meu în jurul valorii de sarcina la indemana. În cazul în care este pacea noastră punte cruciada? Eu nedumerit.” ~~~ Nu este ceva de care. care e biroul meu.” m-am aşezat. “Hei. de ridicare un nou dosar din sertarul meu. am respins aderenţă mea alunecarea într-o clipită. Doi luptători aliate transzonale lor dusman învins.de caractere pentru micul dejun?” “Nu. Titlul poate astepta..
dar ce?” M-am întrebat în timp ce sterge 'j' de Project de prisos. “El este un pas înainte de mine.. Desigur.” Arie a continuat.” “Bună cautati?” Întrebat de Arie. “Gelozia! Burst!. deşi aceşti aliaţi au o asuprire.” “Deci. “M-am prins doar o bucatica. ca telefonul meu a răspuns. am fost în maşină tot timpul în timp ce tatăl meu a fost în vorba cu senatorul. trecerea telefonul la ureche alta. Dacă eu ştiu Socialite. ce este planul tau?” Perfect” Cholmers.. nu va fi unul din fiecare aroma: . pe culoar. “Poate unul are ceva de alta nu?” ~~~ “Au fost trei dintre ele. nu m-ar lua trecut Majordom.” am spus. fel de a fi.” “Nu este voie înăuntru?” “Nu. Domnul M-am uitat cu atentie la cei sub acoperire. “dar am vazut doar timp de două trecut am fost acolo.rezolvat nu mai este nimic de făcut. “gelozie face lumea merge în jurul valorii deacum vă spun că sunt trei dintre ele.
“Lor mai mare urmărirea şi slăbiciune.arogant.” Arie raspuns.” “Joc pentru a atrage un restul?” Am întrebat. Joaca acest joc drept şi vei avea pe toate. cine ia avansuri în primul rând. Soluţia de a provoca şi de toate grijile. acceptabil. renunţarea la oricine altcineva.” . “Numai în cazul în care sunt nesigure. aproape invizibil si fiecare va crede că sunt de altă parte.
” am continuat. Trebuie să fie ceva specifica.. bănuială în dosarul meu mai aproape de pavaj a preveni evadarea lui revelatie.. dar ce?” “Din rapoartele am vazut... dar dacă am pierdut ceva.” “Ei au ceva ce ar trebui să avem.” “Avem ceva de care ar trebui să aibă. nu poate fi o problemă de volum... Că este mai bine. Prea evident.. pune .. “Rusii au luat mai mult de la Germania decât avem.003 – Capitolul 3 Noi “ E i au ceva ce noi nu avem.” În cazul lor. ne-am totul. Nu.
lansat ca o racheta pe scari. Cele servitor au avut cele mai interesante descoperiri de departe. “Sovieticii au ceva de care avem nevoie. De obicei. “Şef!” “Da. a trecut ca am citit un interviu dupa interviu a personalului de la război. “Şef!” În prin uşa biroului său exterior. Aceşti oameni s-au ascuns lucruri în darned locuri. am ţâşneau. *** Săptămâni.un răspuns definitiv la Project Pro ect. unele aleatoare Joe. *** Şi acolo este. rătăcind printr-o casa fura argintarie. Cholmer. ar fi în fişierele de interogare. deoarece a fost întotdeauna o citire promiţătoare. ar veni cu planuri pentru un submarin de rachete balistice sau de un mecanism de importanţă relativă.” şi acele fişiere a avut loc pentru a realiza ce care a fost. ai făcut?” “M-am prins!” . am vărsat tuturor actelor calea. scufundare orbire secretarului. asa ca am neglijat niciodată chestii mai dure.
Pe care am confirmat mai târziu pentru a fi redutei alpin am auzit atât de mult despre palavrageala.” am întrerupt. “a primit ce?” “Reduta Munte. . care să conducă la o căutare câmp de Bavaria şi a rapoartelor stivuite atât de mare. dar.” a condamnat. ne-am uitat. nimeni nu va deranja niciodată ne din nou. o Sfântul Graal!” El a spus lui Ventilator o mână liberă.” “Exact. a fost reşedinţa lui Hitler muntelui. acum avem noi?” gasit. din care Hitler a făcut ultimul său de stand-Ceva ruşii au pe care noi nu facem. la fel cum ai spus. “cu echipe de cercetători. gândindu-se că nu era deloc.El a zâmbit nervos..” i- am spus.” “Cholmer. Berghof. dar. “si nu am fortareata. “cu excepţia un fapt mic: Cetatea bavarez nu este în Bavaria. Este disperat. Cetatea bavarez!” “Bavaria este deja în mâinile noastre.. Toate au găsit vreodată. “în afara unui singur mai puţindecât-raport clar la una din legaturile noastre. cu subteran sale destul de elaborat. aceasta “Noi nu sunt chiar un anumit există.
sunt planurile..” a zambit pe mine. cetatea reală nu este chiar în Germania. ceva ce putem poseda. din care nazistii ar putea face stand ultima lor. a ridicat o spranceana. aşa cum o ştim astăzi.. Cehoslovacia. care nu ar trebui să fie prea dificil să se stabilească.” Boss. “deoarece nici unul din care a sfidat punctul meu.” ~~~ “Am ştiut întotdeauna că mi-ar mă vadă mort şi îngropat. Vasal mea. probabil de ocupaţie sovietică din Boemia. mai importante decât locaţia sa. Posibilitatea de existenţa lor este tot ce avem nevoie pentru a spera să privesc mai favorabil la proiectul nostru. ar trebui să avem un motiv oficial pentru care doresc ei?” “Vrei să spui mai mult decât să nu mă gândesc aşa. . Este în ţara triburile bavareze au fost impins afara de eoni în urmă. la est. “Acum.” “Dar acest lucru nu a fost niciodată Cetatea Marii de Sud.” “Aşa cum spui.care în timp îndeplinite toate curiozitati si cele doua mituri ale alpin si redute bavarez stins într-o singură.” m-am gandit cu voce tare.
mam stabilit în pentru spectacolul lor. încă în picioare în necredinţa am împărtăşit acum. aceasta masina nu role pentru mine. dar acest lucru a fost patetic.” am cerut tăcere a celor bălălău. bârfa petrecăreţi dar văd nici unul. M-am concentrat pe la umbra lui decolorare. atât pentru limuzină neagră trăgând de dincolo de bordură. “care ar putea fi aceasta?” Zâmbetul meu impulsului se cere ca un om ieşit. toate cu excepţia uneia sufletul. Curiozitatea mea l-au abandonat în urmărirea scopului acestui spectacol a lui. Eu nu aş asteptat ceva prea mare. O jumătate de oră a trecut. Un şofer se pare a fi. desi el a privit mai mult ca un majordom am vag cunoscut.alunecare în sus prin perie de două sute de metri. “Haide. aduna în jurul valorii de mormântul meu deschis. M-am concentrat pe el. astfel cum binoclu meu mi-a arătat o mulţime de mai puţin-decât-spectaculos. pas cu pas cu atenţie în jurul valorii . şi la sfârşitul serviciul meu a descoperit câteva de credincioşi Şoarece sărind din mânia acest ploaie curs de dezvoltare. “Asta nu e dric. arată-mi ceva ceea ce priveşte.” sa oprit doar scurt mormântul meu.
. am putut simţi apa m-am temut curgând în sosete. pe propria mea soartă nu-mai puţin sigure. sperand zadarnic acest lucru ar putea declanşa o reacţie. “aceste pantofi va fi ruinat. cum am facut felul meu ghemuit sub umbrela. “Dl. la poalele de mormânt deschis. am putut sta cu mâinile în sân nu mai mult. M-am oprit destul de departe că am putea fi oricine omagiu mele şi a stat acolo. gândindu cu siguranţă el a trebuit să fi auzit paşii mei ude. Dobriski?” Iam cerut statuie. În ciuda pasii mei atenta. oprindu-se pentru un minut. Încă nici o mişcare. dar a făcut nici o umbra confirmare de prezenta mea: restul. privind înapoi la limuzina.de bălţi acest ploaie lui.” am oftat. mirat în mormânt. dar replica lor stagnează singur ma impins mai departe.” Acest lucru a fi mai bine în valoare în timp ce-mi. spre statuia singuratic. senzaţie de greutate ea a purtat. de doliu. care poartă în jos. Am păşit doi paşi mai aproape. privirea mea disperată înapoi la ferestre auto de întunecate a încercat să spună. ~~~ “Uită-te la acest lucru.
Nu confirmare a venit. dar meu pas spate. “Eli Dobriski? Senatorul Wiesenthal ar vorbi cu tine. ascultare – strivi linişte – a auzi tronc a se strânge în grupuri lovit de lemn a capacului. el se confrunta cu mana murdărie Încărcat a avut loc afară. ceea ce puţin am putut vedea. Privit adânc în ochii lui mort-fata. cu picioarele ude. înainte de timp în sine uitat. luat un pumn imens de praf şi a terminat mişcare mea cu un pas inapoi. cum ar fi cel mai strângere de mână ar putea angaja vreodata.” Eu nu pot sa spun pentru anumite cuvintele mele s-au auzit. Şi. şi retragerea lent spre limuzina. şi a prezentat realitatea mea. paşii alăturat mea. Predarea-l prosop mea ca el a intrat în. murdărie-gratuit-mână. Am ajuns jos.înainte de expirati pe ploaie mocnită. Intensificarea înainte. el se aşteaptă chiar acum. trecut cifra saturat cu ochii încă de moarte în mormânt. “Suspin” . directoare adept mea la spate. “Eli Dobriski” eu? Aşteptat. mi-a spus-am putea face nu mai mult. crezând că aceasta este ceea ce am de gând să iad pentru.. M-am oprit la faţă. în această lumină decolorare.
ştiu că tu nu eşti parte din operaţiuni de Moral ca tatal tau a fost. Privind în ochii lui peste luminoase. ~~~ “Tatăl tău a fost un om bun. vom juca jocul a trecut la nivel mondial.închiderea uşii. Dar cu victoria noastră asupra Europei. si acest lucru va fi extrem de dor de acasă. pentru cât timp am fost prieteni. “a fost el?” “Tatal tau si am avut o relatie speciala. deoarece Facultatea de Drept. În acest notebook sunt numere de contact” “Acum. Eli. singur cu ploaia pentru cât timp. Eli. veţi găsi o maşină nounouţă de Telex aşezat la uşa ta. si chiar în staţia . am întrebat.” senatorul a spus ca m-am asezat în limuzina alaturi de el. aşa cum am aşteptat. Ne-am cunoscut reciproc. El sa întors favoarea şi împreună am realizat mult mai mult decât suma părţilor noastre” “Sunt aici cu tine azi pentru a asigura acest aranjament trăieşte pe-Cand ajungi acasa în seara asta. El va fi extrem de pierdut. am facut anumite sa mutat înainte.
subliniind fereastra mea de la şoferul său încă ghemuit sub umbrela. Vreau să vă gândiţi la importanţa pe care singur cuvânt.” postbelica sufera aceasta soarta. . este legătura pe care o desparte de el. Herbert Hoover ne transmite. chiar acum. tocmai a dezvaluit pentru noi toţi. Dar prin capacitatea sa informat singur. ca în cele din urmă necunoştinţă de cauză şi fostul preşedinte Hoover's tur. înainte. am. în cazul în care alţii nu numai. Noi. Sa dezinformat decesul cetăţenilor la soarta convenabil lipsa lor de actiuni au adus asupra lor. ia acest cuvânt.” a spus senatorul. că acţiunile noastre preced moartea şi suferinţele de milioane de oameni şi acest lucru se va schimba acum. Dacă nu ia nimic altceva de la această întâlnire Eli. aduce: Noi va prevala. prin libera circulaţie a informaţiilor resursa Dvs.de umil pentru afaceri europene ar putea fi de mare folos.” “În cea mai mare eşec al nostru depresie “Germania mare propria acţionează în această zi foarte. Eli. spunand ca nici un alt ar putea avea niciodată înainte. poartă acum martor la o voce care sta ca acestea ar trebui să aibă.
care sufera de război.“Nu vom sta cu mâinile în sân şi de ceas ca un alt popor mare alunecare sub valuri de sărăcie.” “Noi definim diferenta. Fiul. Astăzi. singura armă. dar a duşmanilor lor anterioare – aliaţii noştri -. şi priviţi în linişte ca nevinovăţie fiecare noua generatie devine vina generaţie următoare. . Aceste cetăţenii penal ostatici din Germania. Noi nu o va face din nou. din nou propriul nostru pentru a nu face nimic demn de remarcat la preveni. nu în întregime lor face. precum şi. numai lipsa noastră de acţiune pozitivă. foamete şi disperare care urmează. este autorul. cât şi nevinovaţi vinovat. cât rănile lor. cu informaţii şi o singură voce martorii lumii o lectie care a scapat de generatii înainte de a fi: Asta nu ne va pedepsi pe cel nevinovat alaturi de vinovat. unde ciuda nostru umplut strica. pentru ca nu din nou. nu are nici o excepţie. pentru o crimă şi o termină. chiar acum Eli. suntem martorii unei atrocitate acolo.” M-am aşezat încă holbezi la ploaie exterior. să o crima care va fi acum şi. transporta cu ei nu doar propriile lor futures pe pe cele lipsite de speranţă.
Fiul. un nou tip de război se naşte din suferinţă dezinformare alimentat numai. până la notebook-uri suple piele obligatoriu . care va rămâne în controlul de acest adevăr. “suferinta lor propriile lipsuri de după război. Încercarea lor de a se distanţa de la vecinii lor murit de foame în Germania de Vest. conducta de informaţii. s-au dovedit a fi mult mai distractiv decât era de aşteptat pentru agenţii de puterile aliate.” “Desi am un participa dispus în acest “Acum. Acesta este rolul dumneavoastra. şi spioni care slujesc acest război de informaţii comerciale de lucrativ în dezinformare.” M-am uitat înapoi în ochii lui senator. să mă servească aşa cum a făcut tatăl tău şi vom merge locurile pe care le pot doar să viseze. sămi privirea deriva trecut zambetul lui perfect. înnebunită de durere şi un Germania nu mai poate servi acest scop.cu sovieticii. asalt noi.” senatorul a continuat. s-au luptat de către agenţiile guvernamentale de propagandă. este doar pe cei care rămân în know-. Şi nu voi fi victime ale eforturilor noastre de a aduce pacea şi libertatea în această lume. Cu Planul Marshall.
a urmat picioarele mele înapoi în ploaie. şi cu o singură tragere de altă parte. .acum strans ferm în mâna mea.
Împărţit în două. . a încetat să funcţioneze ca un întreg. de doi ani au trecut de la sfârşitul războiului şi începutul de căutarea noastră. a ameninţat că ne trage departe de a taxelor mai importante. ca tensiunile locale. fără inima industrială a păstra maşinile sale în mişcare. Reconstructia postbelica a Europei întârziată în jurul nostru. Răspândirea Foamea şi lipsuri. în exercitarea acestei cetati munte tot mai evazive.003 – Capitolul 4 Crede C ălcat în picioare sub acoperire est soluri de Germania. ca Europa.
În cazul în care este muntele? În cazul în care este cetatea?” “Ei nu sunt aici mai. “Acest platou montan este surprinzator ca mai mult am fost condus iniţial de imaginat. În condiţii de siguranţă ascuns de această criză. Muntele pe care il cautati . aproape jumatate din populatia Germaniei a fost sa fie exterminati prin suprimarea de de relief internationale. în disperare. Suntem prea târziu. Europa de combătut. proiectul nostru a continuat neabătut. ceea ce duce la o ocupaţie sovietică ce în ce mai îndepărtat de jumătate de Est ca un mijloc de a preveni acest flux de depresie de la infectarea lor sfâşiat de război încă de stabilire a societăţii în ruine la est. Timpul era acum limitat. ca succesele noastre mutat orizontul razboiului urmator ce mai strânse. “Asta chiar este?” Am întrebat şeful nostru câmp. găsirea mă înapoi la locul în care foarte căutarea noastră pentru această Sfântul Graal a început acum câţiva ani. succesul spânzurat în echilibru. Cholmer Agent.dezbracat la raft si suprimat de către aliaţi Planul Morgenthau.
inundat nu numai cu milioane de soldaţi proprii. “care se poate întâmpla cu adevărat?” Ea a dat din cap spate trage niste concluzii pripite. Ruşii. cuprinzând de sub cetate de munte. A se vedea aceste inele. fără a pierde o bataie -. am verificat din nou faptele ei. la sfârşitul războiului.” . cu harta în mână.” privirea mea se defineşte. în cazul în care se mai inalt. înălţimea de legătură dumneavoastră a avut la. ca ea urmăriţi de-a lungul.mers pe jos de meu tărăgănat coleg. ar fi format un deal. ele formează un cerc perfect în centrul de acest platou. “Acesta nu este atât de teribil de neconceput. “atunci ruşii. dar de-milioane” “Mutat munte.pentru este acum vom sta pe platou. “Aici. În primul rând a naziştilor.” Am jucat cu indiferenţă. “doar o chestiune de forţă de muncă. la fel ca restul dintre noi. angajarea lor nou- .” am terminat-o gândit. au o privire la acest raport de geolog. în urma războiului. pe teritoriile lor ocupate. întreaga regiune a fost gol de personal nu militare.” “A se vedea. având în vedere exterminare nemilos rus a nazismului.
pietriş fiecare nou drum şi feroviar pentru o mie de mile est de aici. Cu cel mai importante. acest site-ul dovedeşte existenţa sa.” Am exclamat eu. justificând desfăşurarea în continuare a planurilor sale. până la cuvinte un criminal bolnav de ultimele ajuns la noi.” “Chiar mai bine. cetatea ta fostul la fel de probabil aderarea martie lor finală. Nu e nimic aici. . Ei au fost o mărturisire hoinarind de operaţiuni de război sovietice. după triumful de la Berlin Transport Aerian noastre. “Eu nu văd că.” *** Cu o încetinire a activităţii. Cu martori oculari sale – doar prizonierii lor – toate. să nu fi văzut sau auzit de la mai importante din nou. Nu aveţi nevoie de ceva să continua să caute nimic. care ne duce la un depozit de secrete ruse s-au adunat. piatra de munte. apoi transportate în Siberia. şterse daune acestui război de drept.” “Fantezie!. Cholmer Agent. proiect Pro ect zăbovit.descoperit de muncă forţată. împreună cu istoria însăşi.
omul meu de radio. am asteptat sosirea lor. şi I. am observat aceleaşi doi bărbaţi m-am observat înainte. Cu echipa de asalt împrumutate în mişcare. în cazul în care doar psihologic. Rapid de cotitură înapoi la casier. Am gadila cu incuie usa. un rând de ei. acum în căutarea în prin fereastra de cafenea. care hol spre o uşă de la sfârşitul anului. cu cina mea a făcut drumul nostru în jos. ~~~ “Este suficient?” L-am întrebat casier cafenea. am stabilit în oraşul care a fost vreodată mai inchisa la Berlin. Ce combinatie de vaccinuri si se transforma . a fost târziu. Luând această iniţiativă. dacă numai pentru timp si dovedit destul de plictisitor ca de tarziu. l-am întrebat pentru baie. el a subliniat la stânga. Mai mulţi ani au trecut de la ultima mea excursie legate de acest proiect.Rusii au retras. El a zâmbit raspunsul meu. Revenind la iesi. în timp ce în prezent. din preluarea cina. într-un apartament mic inofensiv cauta pe etajul al doilea pe strada de la obiectivul misiunii noastre.
au fost necesare pentru a face o scape rapid? M-am întrebat ca o umbra se apropie. Am iesit în aleemod reluarea drumul meu înapoi la apartament. m-am mutat tot mai adânc în roade sale. “Scuză-mă. a ameninţat să zădărnicească planul meu.” amestec cu multimea. din nou. Acesta nu a fost chiar blocat. uita în sus şi în jos pe strada. în aleemod opuse. În spatele meu. Nu privi înapoi. umbra m-am temut aparut ca un om. şi a împins fără gândire spre cel mai apropiat grup de martori de pe strada. ochii mei lance panica meu registru numai adevarat. o piaţă sau o mare adunare populară din comun a aparut. m-am întors de numarare ocazional porturi de siguranţă. Odată ajuns pe strada. sa transformat imediat deschiderea ziarului său. cât mai curând mi-am rupt . “scuza-ma. o reducere de lumina cu care sa coordoneze cugetare meu de aceste piedici misterioase. Un al doilea om. am cuprins cina nostru strâns. în timp ce caută pentru unii confirmare nu am fost doar paranoic. La stânga la dreapta. la fel de disperare transformat mânerul uşii pentru mine.” a face calea mea în siguranţă de turma.
“Mulţumesc. aşa cum m-am uitat în stânga reflectie a orasului bombardat-out. O uşă de colţ. la sfârşitul următorului bloc semn mine mai departe. cu ochii în reflecţie magazine de intersecţie am venit tocmai din spatele meu. sigilarea afacere. Blocarea uşa după mine.” mutarea lor de back-door. am sarit peste strada. M-am ascuns împotriva lor. de stabilire a unei scara vreodată spre evadarea mea. umplute în mâna functionar său. Expozitie a venit. am fugit în jos alee si între un rând de camioane de livrare. Un magazin de haine folosite. am început un culoar rulează în jos printr-o uşă într-o altă secţiune de magazin. prins ultimul meu teanc de bani. pe stradă. care a fost la Berlin. dar nu au fost suspecte de caractere pentru a fi văzut. Respiratia mea a crescut adânc. Privind în jurul pentru rulmenti mele. apoi in spatele meu peste şi din nou. care a văzut doar sa mai urât pălăria şi haina mea deghizare neclară. chiar la aleea am ieşit de la. cu două coloane. . şi am dispărut în stradă intrarea din faţă. Am concentrat pe reflecţie ferestrei spre dreapta. pe partea opusă. în faţa ferestrei de afişare seră.linia lor de vedere.
peste stradă de la depozitar rus. se tem de înghiţit pe deplin. am găsit rulmenţii şi am mers rapid câteva blocuri înapoi la apartamentul nostru. “şi a început războiul tău. Aşa cum am închis uşa.Acest lucru este în cazul în care vor veni de la cazul în care acestea au fost după mine. am reintrat in postul nostru de observaţie slab deghizat. Intensificarea prudenta din locul meu ascuns.” . “palarie frumos. domnul Cholmers privit în sus. Cu cina încă în câlţi şi nici mai rău pentru uzura.” predarea-l sac de cafenea. minte mereu plin de cei care ar putea fi uita la mine. “cina noastra este rece. Deşi am aşteptat. remarcându-se. al meu libertatea de a pierde.” I-am răspuns. nu sa întâmplat nimic.
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Fragment Earth Conception Episode 003 Cold Concept “Is Easy To Do” Simple English Edition .
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travel far for cheap. more only make us strong. Because when think. corrupt. the common physical group of we. Yet if our history show any-thing more than our gross size for violent. quiet and slave make. think can-not be count. though no body or group ever made has think more free by more it number. climb high for long. The number of thing a group can do beyond the person is count-less: Together we hunt great and hold more. you will not find an not guide major who will agree with what should be done with it once it is there. among those thing which we do so great in number in. dig fast and deep.Preface – Simple English S ad. . Where-ever we have come together in need of this thing: only rich. and trick there-of. it is sure that we can do more together than ever apart. Among a people who can whole-heart be made to drag any stone to the top of any hill. use.
So they will unite. but once they must fall it will be this Fragment Earth. For where you were bad. weak and not sure.become the follow intellect enemy of a me. for they can not be wrong if they all agree. and they will all agree if they will all just think like me. stop them all. . they that are bound are not deny-able pure.
I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why are not we out there ply the ocean–” “And what Jameson. Lad. they just did not want to get it too wet. October 3.003 – Part 1 Watch – The North Sea. 1945 – “ M aybe. Europe. sink Axis merchant vessel? Win the war for King and Country? It over mate you got here–” “Good Morning.” “No. Any-thing to report?” .
” I said.” and see the honor. hard bad. Sir. “picture this time too.” he quiet present an equal empty sheet of paper.” hand me the news-paper photo page. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch. “You'd think. “more camps found then?” “Yes. “Yes. Sir. not yet had my tea. Look at them.” “Be about your busy then– Is this my news-paper you have been read?” “Yes.“No new contact.” “I would be alone if I did.” “And the log.” “Fair much. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correct. Clarry. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook join the alive?” “Another half an hour I should guess.” “Have a heart.” he said caution. hunger .” I make to know. “some-thing more interest than no-thing would be go on here.” Clarry said sad.
just for be Christian – or so we are told – but most it was just for be. feel help-less and sorry for any-one with a story to tell. then war is your game. that you have yet to see the big picture. with-out lose focus on the maybe. Bad thing happen.” I damn. more than a million. It is like this every few year.” . the Ukrainian. Just because it happen yesterday do not make it any less big than the Armenian. Clarry. The big thing is that you take note of these event from every source maybe. “The Armenian. and never forget your do is to know why. you will forget there is a game be play.” Clarry look up as though the light behind me held his truth. “You are as not know as the day is long. the Turk want them off their land so they kill the major of them in need of such. or even our own Irish. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on you. World War One. draw your own said. which is why they call it war.to the bone they are. If you spend too much time watch one card.” “This is war. It was not each one fair not right.
” I said.“Not that war is need. remember the Irish potato hunger– Capitalist Ireland. I should think a neutral court would have found us both bad.” I do. while to them. we had a hand in on. Either way.” I continue. “Said the Ukrainian hunger. “Captain.” “No-thing do.” Jameson said. Homosexual and Jew it say .” Jameson said in.” he ask with a note of panic. “but hard our fine hour either. ship us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of hunger.” Clarry said. “Our Russian counter-part on the shore there would have said–” “Our counter-part. Ireland.” “I never think of it quite like that. “are we be watch?” “Safe to think we are than not. duck his head back behind my newspaper. “Marxist.” “Sure. pause to adjust the map on my table. we had no-thing to do with that. And. “as not intent. “Back in the thirty.” Clarry focus. Stalin hunger ten million Ukrainian to death in the name of his Socialist reform.
with-out regard for them-self. Goering and Goebbels?” “No. that other might give their own . Clarry.. those they were to murder– Social bad choose to be politic not rely-able to the Nazi cause. Clarry. So.” I said. it say. But the Martyr legend walk in with eyes steady and heart pure focus on the future their give afford those that would follow their example.” “Who. Not until we have not understood the lesson. Their death mark a victory fail. in the face of those that live to ideal and over-come from their loss. Sir?” “No.. they die for what they choose in?” “So we are to choose. “we would have had us learn had we been them– A Martyr is choose to be one whose death more make that which they stood against.” “Martyr they were then. are push. or stab. Hitler.” “Nobody walk into a sword will: they fall on it. any other choice into a honor it never was.these were. where after belief change the value of their not able to see any other opt.
” “The legend of Martyr is a lesson after and above the fact?” Ask Jameson. just another bully push people around. a . “wish-full think on the good of it tell?” “Much like the Marxist they not like. but as soon as you force an not support belief onto other. to act base on bad opinion became that which once slave them. what was make across the sea. what was behind them. the Nazi make an not substance belief system. Their lesson is one of fail. more see the depth of their fail as though a noble fruit lay at it end. They fail. you become as they all were. Jameson. which in force on other. there is no-thing wrong with be any-thing. They fail to know what was in front of them.” “Drag every-one else along with them.will to them in the name of their legend.” “That the Legend of the Martyr. They all fail. but by the beauty of legend. You can choose the sky is green.” “But is there any-thing wrong with be Marxist?” “So long as your do are not each one sly not enemy.
” “The glory of Martyr is the gate-way by . as our: That they die for what we choose in. not their. they are the would be profit of murder. “They were not successfull Clarry. and who go to stop them? No one see the legend make game. Sir?” “That what I did. it is that I could only hope other would over-come by not repeat my not able to survive.” “And any-one try to tell you they are more than dead. did not work out the way I had hope and if any-thing can be learn from this. could move above their lesson. No one would ever question the honor of the dead. or the future give it afford it maker. No one even see there is a game. they are dead.” “Such a think is forbid.noble example base in our truth. and any-thing beyond that is as you say forbid.” said Clarry. “We see what we are told we can see. is some-one worse than even those that murder them. there are no will Martyr. not spoke. they are all just dead.” I step back.” “But their lesson.
for all who would like their fail to survive.which the live invite the near dead. into a choice-less life base in the opinion of belief.” “No. to survive every day.” . we are not Martyr.” I lean in. “we are just dead. Never forget our fail to adapt and you would learn the lesson I would have had you learn: You do not have to thrive every day.
Cholmers.003 – Part 2 Listen “ W hat! Why would they do that? – This was our idea! How could our boys not be on the job– Spare me your broke record!” He slam the phone down. “Who was that.. “we need our own submarine!” .” think big said for me. and you just know they are up there get all the glory while we wait for scrap here at the end of the table. my Master?” “Three guess. Damn it all.. how did this happen?” “Sub-contract. They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people.
Second-hand calm have no one to tend to them. but there can-not always be some-thing for us to do now can there?” The Boss move notice-able. why are we still here?” “That is exact how it start. I will leave pay that one up to you– We are not here for no-thing! If we do not have some-thing worth look into.” “You have a point you know. so they can take action that matter. seal my fate. “Yes. – “We are the C.S. sign my exit.” he fan his hand. with us as it keep.A. and still edge back.. Not this bad second-hand calm we have seen since the end of the war. which I began as casual as maybe. to create more matter for us to be know about. An know wild-fire. We are here to create know that matter for men that matter.” I said now half-way across the room.” I do quick much that I might not be heard at all.I. . “Strategy Service.S. “that rage across the land. people may start ask why we are here at all.” – until my enemy person tell my escape. now.“Cute. “I am aware of that idea. not just the weak O.” life drain from the Boss' face.
Begin.“is only apply-able during war-time. These are not the Dark-age. and as time past it was general see. where-as eternal war ask little more than agree of the not end people we have suffer since time dawn. and then too just not have war.” I move with the door handle. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next. should not we have been sent home with the soldier?” “Our job are not idea. where often I lost both lost in think .” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. Army are not sent home. It is simply too much cost to have war. And if you do not want your job to become history. we got by these lean peace year change only our size. or cheap. but even that be more than was okay.” he yell me back. “and there never not been a war on somewhere. it is only one that make the other. I made my escape down the long clear hall of Center Intelligent.” “Raise a good army is not some-thing that can be done simply. “You need to find us some-thing to do!” Leave that kettle to stew. “You ask me.
. draw our look. Or was it a power call mad?” “They were not hunt for what they were.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. bad of every-thing they once said their own master of. On that day our game change as we. master will always make then hunt their own enemy to die. their all fell apart. If with bullet or brain wash..and direction.” state Jameson. year after year. “Germany our enemy.” I make. give it much steam and the abused will always become the abuser. We had spent years perfect their destroy and as all our plan fell together.. same in control of everything and no-thing. A mad call power he said it was. “Just some-thing the postman once said deliver news-paper. found our-self with a front row seat to man dark hour. “they were hunt for what they were not. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had much body. Our begin need.. back in the Great War. “you know the page on page of death notice that came. The danger lie in how many . day after day.” he ignore. Reverse the table tomorrow.
” “Kill pit. change to their end.” “Even Sir.. poor is a word I should think their prisoner would ready dispute. gas chamber. other-wise free people rob of their basic right. but they survive. not treat poor.” he said. “a many-die effort amount to the great system kill of human in all history. they have their camp. Clarry. Know the American though.” I said. factory of death. give in their name. “what a bad way to go. “but hunger to death. slave and murder that they them-self might live to the end of that day. They have fill them with their politic not rely-able prisoner.they push to their cause. but were the American ever bomb relent-less? The Japanese .” “Person govern mass-hysteria.” Finish look over the photo. hunger though. that damn hard to have to watch. They are not hunger to death. mobile execute squad..” “But–” “Do not let me think for you.” “Well. I hand the page back to Clarry.
“You must be at least this big. And the light go out.” “So. mark a . been wait there long?” “Do not forget us not cure-able.have rarely.” “Me and mine?” Ask Jameson. “They should not.” “We hit them good.” Cookie snap to full attend. now give me that paper. arm thrust up in the fascist manner.. have the same able to rain down hell. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie. but if you would like–” “Any-one who was not them.” I smile up look at his hand. the way the American and our own boys did in Germany. “to win the fascist race. if ever.” I said turn to walk out.” “Would be a far other world if they did not.” “It fail to make said of you actual. Captain– over-slept again. from on high. Sir!” “When the balloon go up. you will cure your not know on some-one else duty. The rule change.” with his hand held level. it should have said. Sir....
Two ally warrior straddle their over-come enemy. I ignore my slip grip in a blink.height he could never make. feed the space it own word as I wrote. I think. and bent my brain around the thing at hand. broke his attend smile back. that my desk. as my aim-less lost move into the common of move make. The title can wait.. “no matter how large than life you are? You will always measure up short. “Hey. your usual food will suit me just fine. “Project: Project. and ask.” Cookie.” ~~~ There is some-thing to that.. “How do one state the clear with-out say a word?” The next fight – against the Soviet – was go to be awful slow in get here and we had to need it on come.. lift a new folder from my drawer.. “can I interest any-one in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks. This is where most story . Where is our peace bridge crusade? I puzzle.” I sat down.” “Let see. 'Project:' the label joke me with it scary empty.
“Maybe one has some-thing the other do not?” ~~~ “There were three of them.” “Good look?” Ask Arie. switch the phone to the other ear. With their problem solve there is no-thing left to be done. “I real only got a look. across the aisle. Mr. “jealousy make the world go around– Now you say there are three of them. but what?” I think while erase the 'j' from the extra Project... I was out in the car the whole time while my father was in talk with the Senator. Sure though these ally have a anger. as my phone said.fade to black.” “Not even allow inside?” “No.” Arie say. I look do at his trick goings-on.” “So what your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. “but I only saw the two last time I was there. there will be one of each flavor: . “He one step ahead of me. If I know social. Cholmers. I would never get past the butler.” I said.
The solve to and cause of all their worry.” .” Arie said. Play this game right and you will have them all. near not visible and each will think they are the other– Take whoever come first.over-bear. ignore any-one else. “Their great need and weak.” “Play to one asks the rest?” I ask. “Only if they are not secure. accept-able.
.” “We have some-thing they should have.” If their lay a make answer to Project Pro ect. That is better. we got every-thing. hunch in close to my catch file stop idea escape..003 – Part 3 We “ T hey have some-thing we do not have. Too clear.” “They have some-thing we should have.” I think. it can-not be an issue of volume.. It must be some-thing exact. it . but what?” “From the report I have seen.... “The Russian have take more from Germany than we have.. but had we miss some-thing. No..
some random Joe. would come up with plan to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanic of big. “got what?” “The Mountain Fort from which Hitler made his last stand– Some-thing the Russian have which we do not. did you?” “I got it!” He smile nervous.would be in the soldier meet file. Cholmers. *** Weeks pass as I read talk after talk of person from the war. lost by a house steal silverware. “Boss!” In by the door of his out office. These people hid thing in the darn place. off like a rocket up the stairs. I shed paper all the way. I move. duck the Secretary look. so I never stop the tough stuff as it was always a good read. The small had the most interest discover by far. The Bavarian Fort!” . “Boss!” “Yes. Common. “The Soviet have some-thing we need. *** And there it is.” and those file held the key to see what that was.
now have we?” “We are not even sure one exist. lead to a field search of Bavaria and report stack so high no one will ever bother us again. we have look.” I said. with it rather big underground fort. think that was not it at all. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fort is not in Bavaria.” I said. which over time happy all know and the two myth of Alpine and Bavarian Fort fade into one. a Holy Grail!” He said fan his one free hand. Which we late mean to be the Alpine Fort we had heard so much chat about. All they ever found was Hitler mountain-top home. This Fort. The Berghof.” he damn. “and we have never found. but–” “Cholmers. “out-side a single less-than-clear report from one of our soldier... “with team of people. the real fort is not even in Germany as we know it today. It is in the land the Bavarian . just as you say. but–” “Precise.“Bavaria is already in our hand.” “But this was never The Great South Fort from which the Nazi might make their last fight. It is bad.
all except one soul. which should not be too hard to fix. I look at their show.” I think aloud..” he smile on me. are the plan. to the east.” ~~~ “I always knew I would see me dead and bury. hold around my open grave. I focus in on his . Half an hour pass. as my binocular show me a less-than-spectacular crowd. The maybe of their exist is all we need for hope to see ever favor-able on our move. Czechoslovakia. slide up by the brush two hundred yard out.” “Just as you say. show me some honor.people were push out of time ago. my Master. like Soviet-occupy Bohemian.” I make quiet of those happy. should we have a good reason for want them?” “You mean more than– I should not think so. some-thing we can have. “because none of that stop my point. talk people but see none. I had not guess any-thing too big but this was small. and my service end found it faith-full few move from this rain anger.” The Boss raise an eye-brow. “Come on. “Now more big than it place..
think sure he had to have heard my soggy foot-step. . but the shadow made no move of my self: be. I could feel the water I fear seep into my sock.fade shadow. No matter my care-full step. “That no hearse. ~~~ “Look at this. to the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. “these shoes will be ruin.” This had better be worth my while. hope point-less this might make some react. still stand in the not belief we both now share for the black limousine pull to the curb beyond.” it stop just short of my grave. I stop far much away that I might be anyone pay my honor and stood there. My know leave him in need of this sight purpose. as I made my way stand under umbrella. but their quiet said alone push me on. “who could this be?” My burst smile ask it-self as a man step out. this car roll not for me. step care-full around this pour rain puddle. A driver it appear to be. my bad look back at the car dark window try to say. though he look more like a butler I not knew.” I sigh. I focus in on him.
what little I could see in this fade light. guide my follow . I stop at the front.mourn. No move came. listen – squish quiet – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. I step two step close. And before time forgot it-self. Still no motion. make down on my own neverless-secure time. but my step back. think this is what I am go to hell for. grab a huge hand-full of dirt and finish my motion with a step back. told me I could do no more. I reach down. like the worst hand-shake he might ever join. before exhale over the slow rain. past the soak figure still look death into the grave. his step join mine. dirt-freehand. “Mr. and slow go to the limousine. look back at the limousine. wet feet. look into the grave. pause for a minute. and present my real.” I can-not say for sure my word were heard. Dobriski?” I ask the statue. “Eli Dobriski?” I wait. con-front him with dirt hold hand held out. Step forward. he is wait even now. I could stand idle no long. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. feel the weight it bore. Look deep into his dead-eye face.
He will be much miss. and even your low station with-in .” “I am here with you today to insure this ask live on– When you get home tonight you will find a shiny new Teletype machine sit on your door-step. for as long as we have been friend. as I wait. “was he?” “Your father and I had a special relation.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. “Sigh. We know each other since Law School. I made sure he move ahead. he return the favor and together we make far more than the sum of our part. alone with the rain for how long.” “Now. Eli. Eli. close the door.to the back. But with our victor over Europe. I ask.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine side him. the game we play has gone global. in this note-book are your contact number. Hand him my towel as he step in. and this will be much miss at home. Look over into his bright eyes. I know you are not part of duty Happy Make as your father was.
that our action come the death and suffer of million and this will change now. But by his know do alone. by the free flow of know your matter bring: We will good. say as no other ever could have before. they now make see to a voice which stand as they should have before.” the Senator said. I want you to think about the big of that word alone.” “As the great fail of our own great hunger act on this very day. .” “Postwar Germany suffer this fate even now. Herbert Hoover convey we. we. has just make to us all. where other only fail. is the bond that divide you from him. “We will not sit idle by and watch as yet another great people slip below the wave of poor. If you take no-thing else from this meet Eli. take that word. Eli. It dumb people poor at the easy fate their own not of action have make on them. not all their own do. as our final well-inform past President Hoover tour. We. for a crime and an end. point out my window at his driver still stand under umbrella.European Affair could be of great use. Those crime hostage people of Germany.
Son. where our spite fill mad. Today. “Now with the Soviet. for never again has no except. the only weapon. Their try to far them-self from their hunger neighbor in West Germany. We will not do it again. and watch quiet as each new time good become the next time bad.” I sat still look at the rain out-side. we are see an bad there. with know and one voice the world see a lesson which escape the time before it: That we will not hurt the good along-side the bad. With the Marshall Plan. fought by . carry with them not just their own hope-less future but those of their past enemy – our ally – as well. a new type of war is born out of suffer fuel bad information alone. “suffer their own postwar bad.” “We make the differ. right now Eli.both good and bad alike. to a crime that will now and again be our own for do no-thing note-worth to stop. have be far more entertain than was guess for the agent of Ally power.” the Senator say. suffer their wound of war. is the only enemy. the hunger and bad that follow. and a poor Germany can no long serve this end. our not of good action.
Son. down to the note-book soft leather bind now hold firm in my hand. and the spy who serve this war of know wild trade in bad information.” I look back into the Senator eyes. serve me as your father did and we will go place you can only dream. who will be in control of this truth. follow my feet back into the rain. it is only those who be in-the-know. And I will not be victim by our plan to bring peace and freedom to this world. This is your do. . and with a single pull of the other.govern agency of lie. let my see drift past his perfect smile. know path.” “Though I am a will agree in this new war.
Postwar reconstruct of Europe delay around us. Split in two. Hunger and bad spread. as local tense make to pull us away to more big duty. near half of Germany people was to be kill by the stop of . stop to move as a whole. as Europe. two year had pass since the end of the war and the begin of our move. strip to the shelf and stop by the Ally Morgenthau Plan.003 – Part 4 Think T rick walk the soil east of Germany in need of this ever more gone mountain fort. with-out it industry heart-land to keep it machine in motion.
win move the next war horizon ever close.international food. Time was now limit. We are too late. win hung in the balance.” I finish her think. Where is the mountain? Where is the fort?” “They are not here any-more. The Mountain you are look for is now the flat we stand on. The Russian. “It is not so hard idea. “This real is it?” I ask our Field Chief.” I stare blank. “that can real happen?” . give the Russian kill of Nazi. have not only with million of their own soldier at war end. Europe live in bad. lead to an more far Soviet take of it east half as a mean of stop this tide of hunger from their own war-torn society still lay in ruin to the east. Agent Cholmers. find my-self back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun some year ago. Safe cloak by this bad. “This flat is surprise less mountain like than I had begin been lead to think. through-out their take land. our project. but million of–” “Move the mountain.
follow the war. would have form a hill the height your soldier had it at. With it only eye-witness – their prisoner – all then ship to Siberia.” my look make it-self. they form a perfect circle at the center of this flat.” “See. with map in hand I check her fact. See these ring.She nod back happy. With most big.” “Good!” I exclaim. which it-self if tall. need the . First the Nazi. gravel every new road and rail for a thousand mile east of here. There no-thing here. around your under mountain fort. this site be it exist. “I do not see that. make their new found force labor. “just a matter of man-power. like the rest of us. Agent Cholmers. never to be seen or more big heard from again. “Here have a look at this person report.” – walk away from my long-wind friend. as she tail along with-out lose a beat – “then the Russian.” “Even better. the rock of your past mountain fort just as like join their final march. erase this war damage right along with history it-self. this entire land was empty of not military person.
Quick turn back to the . I notice the same two men I had note before. we go into the ever dark city that was Berlin. until an bad crime last word reach us. He smile my answer. if only for the time and be rather bore as of late. my radio man. if only mind. Turn to walk out. out fetch food. Project Pro ect stop. They were a confuse said of postwar Soviet plans that lead us to a place of Russian hold secret.” *** With a slow down in work. was late.more need of it plan. Take this begin. With war team in motion. now look in by the window of the cafe. while present. ~~~ “Is that much?” I ask the cafe cashier. follow the honor of our Berlin Air-lift. Some more year had pass since my last trip of this project. You do not need something to look for no-thing. The Russian had go. in an ignore look small apartment on the second floor across the street from our goal. I await their come.
“excuse me. make bad my plan. It was not even lock. Not look back again. I move ever deep into it size. just as luck turn the door handle for me. and push with-out think to the close group of people across the street. What meet of jab and turn were have to make a quick escape? I think as a shadow. “Pardon me. I turn casual count safe harbor. and I with my food made our way down that hall-way to a door at the end. a row of them. the shadow I fear move as a man. Once on the street. turn fast open his news-paper. I move with the door lock. Behind me.cashier. a less of light with which to plan my think of these mystery locks. while look for some mean I was not just be fear.” make my way into the safe of the herd. I grip our food tight. A second man. I step out into the alley-way continue my way back to the apartment. I ask for the bath-room. look up and down the street. my eyes move my panic only true fact.” same with the crowd. Left then . into the other alleyway. he point to the left. a market or some large hold of common person it appear.
but no bad person were to be seen. and I run out the front street entrant. got my last wad of cash. A corner door at the end of the next block call me on. seal the deal. I ran down their alley and between a row of deliver truck.right.” move out their back-door. right at the alley-way I had move from. as I look left into the reflect of the bombed-out city that was Berlin. no-thing came. I jump across the street. A use clothe store. Look around for my make. Though I wait. with two column in front of it glass-house display window. Step caution out of my hide place. I focus on the window reflect look right then behind me over and again. on the other side. Stop the door behind me. down a staircase ever to my escape. I hid up against them. as soon as I broke their line of sight. across the street. The store-front came. which saw only his ugly hat and coat cloak my move. I began run down one aisle by a door into another part of the store. stuff into it clerk hand. “Thank you. . My breath grew deep. This is where they will come from if they were follow me. look into the store reflect of the intersect I had just come from behind me.
“nice hat. “and your war has begun. With food still in tow and none the worse for wear. said. fear fully swallow.” hand him the cafe bag. I found my make and quick walk the few block back to our apartment. across the street from the Russian place. “our food is cold. As I close the door. ever mind full of those who might be watch me. Mr.freedom mine to lose. I enter our thin hide look post.” . Cholmers look up.” I said.
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inside a plain building. . this series of psychological short stories.Summary An epic adventure into misunderstanding. agents of allied power. justifying their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purposeful war. explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself. That they could. then they should leaving no one asking why. where stands an insignificant letter between a brief moment of peace and the freedom only war can bring. on a single file under a new eraser. that they would. and with this eraser it all begins again. ~~~ Beyond this boring town. goes that letter. On the eve of the last genocide and the morning of the next.
it is surely that we can do more together than ever apart. usury. The number of tasks a group can excel beyond the individual is countless: Together we hunt greater and gather more. Among a people who can wholeheartedly be convinced to drag any stone to the top of any hill. though no body or group ever assembled has thought more freely by increasing its number. you will not find an unguided majority who will agree with . corruption. travel farther for cheaper. more only makes us stronger.Preface – English S adly. thinking cannot be counted. Wherever we have come together in pursuit of this task: only decadence. stagnation and subjugation ensue. dig faster and deeper. climb higher for longer. and deception thereof. among those tasks which we excel so greatly in numbers in. Yet if our history exhibits anything more than our gross capacity for violence.
what should be done with it once it is there. for they can't be wrong if they all agree. and they'll all agree if they'll all just think like me. but once they must fall it'll be this Fragment Earth. . Because when thinking. defying them all. For where you were fallible. becomes the followed intellectual tyranny of a me. the familiar physical grouping of we. So they'll unite. they that are bound are undeniably pure. weak and unsure.
sinking Axis merchant vessels? Winning the war for King and Country? It's over mate you got here–” “Good “And Morning. I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why aren't we out there plying the oceans–” what Jameson. they just didn't want to get it too wet.” “No. Anything to report?” . Europe. 1945 – “ M aybe. Lads.003 – Chapter 1 Watch – The North Sea. October 3.
” I replied. Clarry.” and seeing the respect.” “Be about your business then– Is this my newspaper you've been reading?” “Yes. terribly gruesome.” he silently presented an equally empty sheet of paper.” I yielded to curiosity. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook joined the living?” “Another half an hour I should expect. “more camps found then?” “Yes. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correctly. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch.” “I'd be alone if I did. Sir. “something more interesting than nothing would be going on here.” Clarry replied stoically.” .” he replied cautiously.” “Fair enough. “You'd think. “Yes.“No new contacts. “pictures this time too. not yet had my tea.” “And the log.” handing me the newspaper's photo page.
” Clarry looked up as though the light behind me held his truth. Horrible things happen. “The Armenians. “You are as ignorant as the day is long.” I condemned. World War One. that you have yet to see the bigger picture. and never forget your role is to understand why. The important thing is that you take note of these events from every source possible. draw your own conclusion.“Have a heart. the Turks wanted them off their lands so they slaughtered the majority of them in pursuit of such. Sir. without losing focus on the possibility. starved to the bone they are. which is why they call it war. It was neither fair nor right.” “This is war. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on your shoulders. more than a million. Clarry. feeling helpless and sorry for . If you spend too much time watching one card. Just because it happened yesterday does not make it any less important than the Armenians. you will forget there is a game being played. just for being Christian – or so we are told – but mostly it was just for being. the Ukrainians. or even our own Irish. Look at them.
shipping us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of starvation. “Our Russian counterparts on the shore there would have described–” “Our counterparts.” “Nothing intentional. Either way.” Jameson responded. “Described the Ukrainian starvation.” Clarry focused. remember the Irish potato famine– Capitalist Ireland.” he asked with a note of panic. Ireland. we had nothing to do with that. And. “are we being watched?” “Safer to assume we are than not. It's like this every few years.” I resumed.anyone with a story to tell. I should think a neutral court would have .” “Surely. “Captain. “as unintentional. “but hardly our finest hour either. we had a hand in on.” I continued.” I said.” “Not that war is required. pausing to adjust the maps on my table. while to them. Stalin starved ten million Ukrainians to death in the name of his Socialist reform. then war is your game. “Back in the thirties.” Jameson chimed in.
” I said. they died for what they believed in?” “So we are to believe. So. in the face of those that survive to idealize and benefit from their loss.. “we'd have had us learn had we been them– A Martyr is believed to be one whose death further defines that which they stood against. Clarry. where after belief changes the value of their inability to see any other option.” “Nobody walks into a sword willingly: “No. any other choice into a triumph it never was.” “I never thought of it quite like that. . Sir?” Clarry.” “Who.” “Martyrs they were then. Not until we've misunderstood the lesson. it says..” Clarry said. ducking his head back behind my newspaper.found us both culpable. “Marxists. Homosexuals and Jews it says these were. Goering and Goebbels?” “No. Hitler. Their death punctuates a victorious failure. those they were to murder– Social deviants believed to be politically unreliable to the Nazi's cause.
without regard for themselves. “wishful thinking on the behalf of its tellers?” “Much like the Marxists they opposed. But the Martyr's legend walks in with eyes steady and heart purely focused on the future their sacrifice affords those that would follow their example. are pushed. there is nothing wrong with being anything. the Nazis invented an unsubstantiated belief system. further plumbing the depths of their failure as though a noble fruition lay at its end. but as soon as you force an unsupported belief onto others.” “But is there anything wrong with being Marxist?” “So long as your practices are neither insidious nor hostile.they fall on it. just another bully pushing .” “The legend of Martyrdom is a lesson after and above the facts?” Asked Jameson. which in forcing on others. to act based on overwhelming opinion became that which once oppressed them. that others might sacrifice their own will to them in the name of their legend. You can believe the sky is green. or stabbed. you become as they all were.
” “And anyone trying to tell you they are more than dead.” “Dragging everyone else along with them. Jameson. as ours: That they died for what we believe in. but through the impunity of legend.” the Legend of the Martyr. a noble example based in our truths. They failed. they are dead.” “But their lesson. it is that I could only hope others would benefit by not repeating my inability to survive. Sir?” “That what I did. could emerge above their lesson. they're all just dead. not theirs. They all failed. is someone worse than even those that murdered them.people around. They failed to understand what was in front of them. Their lesson is one of failure. did not work out the “That's way I had hoped and if anything can be learned from this. they are the would be profiteers of murderers. what was brewing across the seas. what was behind them. there are no willing Martyrs.” I stepped back. and who's going to stop them? No one sees the legend making . “They weren't successful Clarry.
” I leaned in.” “The glorification of Martyrdom is the gateway by which the living invite the nearly dead. “we're just dead. No one would ever question the integrity of the dead. unspoken.” “Such a thought is forbidden.” said Clarry. Never forget our failure to adapt and you would learn the lesson I would have had you learn: You do not have to thrive every day. “We see what we are told we can see. No one even sees there is a game. we're not Martyrs. or the future sacrifice it affords its makers. to survive every day.” “No. for all who would admire their failure to survive.game. into a choiceless life based in the opinion of belief.” . and anything beyond that is as you say forbidden.
Damn it all. “Who was that.. my Liege?” “Three guesses. how did this happen?” “Subcontracting.” inspiration's audacity .. Cholmers. and you just know they're up there getting all the glory while we wait for scraps here at the end of the table.003 – Chapter 2 Listen “ W hat! Why would they do that? – This was our idea! How could our boys not be on the job– Spare me your broken record!” He slammed the phone down. They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people.
now. We are here to create information that matters for men that matter. people may start asking why we are here at all.A. – “We are the C. “we need our own submarines!” “Cute. but there cannot always be something for us to do now can there?” .said for me. why are we still here?” “That is exactly how it starts. Not this dismal secondhand trickle we've seen since the end of the war. to create more matters for us to be concerned about.” “You have a point you know. signaling my exit. not just the whimpering O. “that rages across the land.” life drained from the Boss' face.S.I. and still edging backwards.” – until my traitorous ego betrayed my escape.” he fanned his hands. An information wildfire. so they can take actions that matter. “Yes. with us as its tenders. I'll leave funding that one up to you– We are not here for nothing! If we do not have something worth looking into. Secondhand trickles require no one to tend to them.. “I am aware of that theory.S. which I began as casually as possible.” I said now halfway across the room.
it is only one that tempers the other. “You ask me. and as time ripened it was generally recognized. but even that proved more than was tolerable. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next. whereas eternal war asks little more than participation of the unending masses we've suffered since time dawned.” I fiddled with the door's handle. “You need to find us something to do!” “Raising . and then too just not have wars.” he bellowed me backwards. “Strategic Service.” a competent army is not something that can be done simply. shouldn't we have been disbanded with the troops?” “Our jobs are not theory. “is only applicable during wartime. “and there's never not been a war on somewhere. or cheaply.The Boss shivered noticeably. sealing my fate. Armies are not disbanded.” I continued quickly enough that I might not be heard at all.” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. It's simply too expensive to have wars. we got through these lean peace years changing only our capacity. These aren't the Dark-Ages. Initially. And if you do not want your job to become history.
” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. “they were hunted for what they were not.” he dismissed. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had enough bodies. On that day our game changed as we... day after day. Or was it a power called madness?” “They were not hunted for what they were. Our original mandate. found ourselves with a front row seat to man's darkest hour. “Germany's tyrannies.Leaving that kettle to stew. theirs all fell apart. drawing our stare. I made my escape down the long sterile halls of Central Intelligence. We had spent years perfecting their destruction and as all our plans fell together. Reverse the tables .. A madness called power he said it was. simultaneously in control of everything and nothing. year after year.. back in the Great War. where often I wandered both lost in thought and direction. “Just something the postman once said delivering newspapers.” I interjected. “you know the pages upon pages of death notices that came.” stated Jameson.
they have . mobile execution squads. “but starved to death.. I handed the page back to Clarry.tomorrow. guilty of everything they once reproached their own oppressors of. manipulate to their ends.” “But–” “Don't let me think for you. sacrifice in their name. gas chambers. The danger lies in how many they infect toward their cause. that's damned demoralizing to have to watch. “what a horrible way to go. hunger though. give it enough steam and the abused will always become the abuser. radicals will always define then hunt their own fanatics to extinction. “a genocidal menagerie amounting to the greatest systematic slaughter of humans in all history. factories of death. Clarry. Whether with bullets or brain washings.” Finished looking over the photos.” he said.” I suggested.. “Killing Consider the Americans though.” “Individually governed mass-hysteria. enslave and murder that they themselves might live to the end of that day.” pits.
been waiting there long?” “Don't forget us incurables. otherwise free citizens robbed of their basic rights.” “Indeed Sir. the way the Americans and our own boys did in Germany.. but they survive. now give me that paper. nor treated poorly. Captain– overslept again.. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie..their camps. Sir.” I said turning to walk out. “They should not. And the lights go out. poorly is a relative term I should think their prisoners would readily dispute. The rules change. possessed the same ability to rain down hell. They are not starved to death.” “We hit them good. if ever. you'll cure your ignorance on someone else's watch.” .” “Me and mine?” Asked Jameson. from on high..” “Well. but were the Americans ever bombed relentlessly? The Japanese have rarely. They've filled them with their politically unreliable prisoners. Sir!” “When the balloons go up.” “Would be a far different world if they did not.
“can I interest anyone in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks.” “So. marking a height he could never achieve. “to win the fascist's race. broke his attention smiling back. it should have said. arm thrust up in the fascist's manner.“It failed to make mention of you actually. “How does one state the obvious without saying a word?” The next fight – against the Soviets – was going to be awfully slow in getting here and . your usual gruel will suit me just fine.” Cookie snapped to full attention. “no matter how larger than life you are? You will always measure up short. “You must be at least this big. and asked. but if you would like–” “Anyone who wasn't them.” with his hand held level. as my aimless wander progressed into the familiarity of mission making.” Cookie. I thought.” ~~~ There is something to that.” I smiled up inquisitively at his hand.
we had to justify it on arrival.. “Hey. “I really only caught a glimpse. Surely though these allies have a gripe. feeding the space its own word as I wrote. lifting a new folder from my drawer. that's my desk. “Maybe one has something the other does not?” ~~~ “There were three of them.. The title can wait. 'Project:' the label ambushed me with its daunting emptiness. but what?” I wondered while erasing the 'j' from the superfluous Project.” “Let's see. “but I only saw the two last time I was there.” “Good looking?” Asked Arie.. Two allied warriors straddling their vanquished foe. and bent my brain around the task at hand. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was . Where is our peace bridging crusade? I puzzled. I dismissed my slipping grip in a blink. switching the phone to the other ear.” I said.. This is where most stories fade to black.. With their problems solved there is nothing left to be done. “Project: Project.” I sat down..
I'd never get past the butler. nearly invisible and each will believe they are the other– Take whoever advances first. Play this game right and you'll have them all.” Arie replied. If I know socialites. The solution to and cause of all their worries. Cholmers.” “So what's your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. acceptable.” “Playing to one draws the rest?” I asked.” . “Only if they're insecure.” “Not even allowed inside?” “No. as my phone replied. I stared intently at his covert goings-on. forgoing anyone else. across the aisle. there will be one of each flavor: overbearing. Mr. “He's one step ahead of me. “Their greatest pursuit and weakness.in talking with the Senator.” Arie continued. “jealousy makes the world go around– Now you say there are three of them.
..” “They have something we should have.. but what?” “From the reports I've seen.” . it cannot be an issue of volume.. That is better. No..003 – Chapter 3 We “ T hey have something we do not have. It must be something specific.” I continued.” “We have something they should have. we got everything... Too obvious.. but had we missed something. “The Russians have taken more from Germany than we have. hunching in closer to my quarried file preventing revelation's escape.
off like a rocket up the stairs. Cholmers. “got what?” . it would be in the interrogation files. would come up with plans to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanism of relative importance. *** And there it is. “The Soviets have something we need. wandering through a house stealing silverware. The menials had the most interesting discoveries by far. “Boss!” In through the door of his outer office. I shed papers all the way. did you?” “I got it!” He smiled nervously.If their lay a definitive answer to Project Pro ect. Typically. ducking the Secretary's glare.” and those files held the key to realizing what that was. “Boss!” “Yes. These people hid things in the darnedest places. I darted. so I never shirked the tougher stuff as it was always a promising read. *** Weeks passed as I read interview after interview of personnel from the war. some random Joe.
“with teams of researchers. “and we have never found. This Fortress.” he “The condemned. was not it at all. The Berghof. now have we?” “We are not even certain one exists. just as you say. leading to a field search of Bavaria and reports stacked so high no one will ever bother us again. but–” a Holy Grail!” He said fanning his one free hand.” I said.Mountain Redoubt from which Hitler made his last stand– Something the Russians have which we do not. with its rather elaborate underground. It is desperate. we've looked..” I interrupted. Which we later confirmed to be the Alpine Redoubt we'd heard so much chatter about. All they ever found was Hitler's mountaintop residence. but–” “Precisely. The Bavarian Fortress!” “Bavaria is already in our hands. which over time satisfied all curiosities and the two myths . thinking that “Cholmers. “outside a single less-than-clear report from one of our liaisons.. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fortress is not in Bavaria.
” The Boss raised an eyebrow.of Alpine and Bavarian Redoubts faded into one. “because none of that defied my point. which should not be too difficult to establish.. Czechoslovakia. should we have a formal reason for wanting them?” “You mean more than– I shouldn't think so. are the plans. to the east. likely Soviet-occupied Bohemian.” “But this was never The Great Southern Fortress from which the Nazis might make their last stand.. It is in the land the Bavarian tribes were pushed out of eons ago. “Now more important than its location. the real fortress is not even in Germany as we know it today.” “Just as you say.” I thought aloud. my Liege.” he smiled on me. The possibility of their existence is all we need for hope to gaze ever favorably upon our quest. sliding up through the brush two hundred yards out. as my binoculars showed me a less-than-spectacular .” ~~~ “I always knew I'd see me dead and buried. something we can posses.
stepping carefully around this pouring rain's puddles. I focused in on his fading shadow. I settled in for their show. gossiping revelers but seeing none. I'd not expected anything too substantial but this was pathetic.” I sighed.” This had better be worth my while. and my service's end found its faithful few scurrying from this emerging rain's wrath.” I demanded quietly of those gawking. “these shoes will be ruined. gathering around my open grave. still standing in the disbelief we both now shared for the black limousine pulling to the curb beyond. My curiosity abandoned him in pursuit of this spectacle's purpose.crowd. ~~~ “Look at this. I focused in on him.” it stopped just short of my grave. Half an hour passed. “That's no hearse. though he looked more like a butler I vaguely knew. show me some respect. all except one soul. my desperate look back at the car's . this car rolls not for me. A driver it appeared to be. “who could this be?” My bursting smile asked itself as a man stepped out. “Come on.
mourning.darkened windows tried to say. Stepping forward. pausing for a minute. grabbed a huge handful of dirt and . hoping pointlessly this might trigger some reaction. feeling the weight it bore. Dobriski?” I asked the statue. “Mr. looking back at the limousine. toward the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. past the soaked figure still staring deathly into the grave. “Eli Dobriski?” I waited. but the shadow made no acknowledgment of my presence: remaining. Despite my careful steps. I could stand idly no longer. thinking this is what I'm going to hell for. bearing down on my own never-less-secure fate. but their stagnate retort alone pushed me onward. as I made my way huddled under umbrella. Still no motion. I could feel the water I feared seeping into my socks. I reached down. staring into the grave. No acknowledgment came. I stopped far enough away that I might be anyone paying my respects and stood there. before exhaling over the drizzling rain. I stepped two steps closer. thinking surely he had to have heard my soggy footsteps.
” I cannot say for certain my words were heard.finished my motion with a step back. he is waiting even now. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. closing the door. Looked deep into his dead-eyed face. I stopped at the front. “Sigh.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. and presented my reality. and slow retreat toward the limousine. what little I could see in this fading light. “was he?” . He will be sorely missed. told me I could do no more. Handing him my towel as he stepped in. And before time forgot itself. guiding my follower to the back. I asked. Eli. his steps joined mine.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine beside him. as I waited. Looking over into his bright eyes. listening – squishing quietly – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. dirt-freehand. wet feet. alone with the rain for how long. like the worst handshake he might ever engage. but my step back. confronting him with dirt laden hand held out.
” “Now.” “I'm here with you today to insure this “Your arrangement lives on– When you get home tonight you will find a shiny new Teletype machine sitting on your doorstep. the game we play has gone global. has just revealed to us all. in this notebook are your contact numbers. I know you're not part of Morale Operations as your father was. and even your lowly station within European Affairs could be of great use. for as long as we've been friends. We'd known each other since Law School. Eli. I've made certain he moved ahead. as our finally well-informed former President Hoover's tour. Its misinformed citizens demise at the convenient fate their own lack of actions have . through the free flow of information your resource brings: We will prevail. he returned the favor and together we achieved far more than the sum of our parts.” “Postwar Germany suffers this fate even now. But with our victory over Europe. where others only fail.father and I had a special relationship. and this will be sorely missed at home.
the starvation and desperation that follow. We. Those criminally hostage citizens of Germany. pointing out my window at his driver still huddled under umbrella. we are . Today. If you take nothing else from this meeting Eli. Eli. suffering their wounds of war.brought upon them.” the Senator said. right now Eli. for a crime and an ends. not entirely their own doing. we. I want you to think about the importance of that word alone. both innocent and guilty alike. that our actions precede the deaths and sufferings of millions and this will change now. carry with them not just their own hopeless futures but those of their former enemies – our allies – as well. take that word. saying as no other ever could have before. But through his informed capability alone. they now bear witness to a voice which stands as they should have before. Herbert Hoover conveys we. is the bond that separates you from him.” “As the greatest failure of our own great depression acts on this very day. “We will not sit idly by and watch as yet another great people slip below the waves of poverty.
the only weapon. Their attempt to distance themselves from their starved neighbors in Western Germany.” define the difference. With the Marshall Plan. a new type of war is born out of suffering fueled disinformation alone. “suffering their own postwar privations. our lack of positive action. “Now with the Soviets. We will not do it again. Son.” the Senator “We continued.witnessing an atrocity there. and watch quietly as each new generation's innocence becomes the next generation's guilt. . for never again has no exception. have proven far more entertaining than was expected for the agents of Allied powers. with information and one voice the world witnesses a lesson which escaped the generations before it: That we will not punish the innocent alongside the guilty. to a crime that will now and again be our own for doing nothing noteworthy to prevent. where our spite filled disconcert.” I sat still staring at the rain outside. and a distraught Germany can no longer serve this end. is the only perpetrator.
” “Though I am a willing participant in this new assault. And I will not be victimized by our efforts to bring peace and freedom to this world. who will remain in control of this truth. information conduit. followed my feet back into the rain. let my gaze drift past his perfect smile. Son. and with a single pull of the other.fought by government agencies of propaganda. down to the notebooks supple leather binding now clutched firmly in my hand. serve me as your father did and we will go places you can only dream. it is only those who remain inthe-know. and the spies who serve this war of information's lucrative trade in disinformation. . This is your role.” I looked back into the Senator's eyes.
Postwar reconstruction of Europe delayed around us. as local tensions threatened to pull us away to more important duties. stripped to the shelves and suppressed . without its industrial heartland to keep its machines in motion. ceased to function as a whole.003 – Chapter 4 Think C overtly trampling the soils east of Germany in pursuit of this ever more elusive mountain fortress. two years had passed since the end of the war and the beginning of our quest. Hunger and privation spread. as Europe. Split in two.
finding myself back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun several years ago. “This plateau is surprisingly less mountain like than I had originally been lead to imagine. nearly half of Germany's population was to be exterminated through the suppression of international relief.” I starred blankly. We are too late. as our successes moved the next war's horizon ever closer. The Mountain you are looking for is now the plateau we stand on. given the Russian's ruthless “They . Agent Cholmers. “It is not so terribly inconceivable. Europe flailed in desperation.by the Allies Morgenthau Plan. Time was now limited. success hung in the balance. “This really is it?” I asked our Field Chief. our project continued unabated. Where is the mountain? Where is the fortress?” are not here anymore. leading to an increasingly distant Soviet occupation of its eastern half as a means of preventing this tide of depression from infecting their own wartorn society still laying in ruins to the east. Safely cloaked by this turmoil.
“that can really happen?” She nodded back smugly. employing their newly found forced labor. “Here have a look at this geologist's report. See these rings.extermination of Nazism. this entire region was empty of nonmilitary personnel. inundated not only with millions of their own soldiers at war's end. following the war. encompassing your under mountain fortress. The Russians. but millions of–” “Moved the mountain. never to be seen or more important heard . First the Nazis. would have formed a hill the height your liaison had it at. throughout their occupied territories.” I finished her thought.” my stare defined itself. With its only eyewitnesses – their prisoners – all then shipped to Siberia. erased this war's damage right along with history itself. “merely a matter of manpower. which itself if taller. like the rest of us.” – walking away from my long-winded colleague. as she tailed along without losing a beat – “then the Russians.” “See. they form a perfect circle at the center of this plateau. with map in hand I rechecked her facts.
following the triumph of our Berlin Airlift. Agent Cholmers. “I don't see that. Project Pro ect lingered. They were a rambling confession of postwar Soviet operations that lead us to a depository of Russian gathered secrets.” “Fantastic!” I exclaimed. With most important. this site proves its existence. There's nothing here. until an ailing criminal's last words reached us.” *** With a slow down in activity. You don't need something to continue to look for nothing.from again. if only for the moment and proven rather boring as of late. The Russians had retreated. Several more years had passed since my last trip related to .” “Even better. graveling every new road and rail for a thousand miles east of here. if only psychologically. justifying the further pursuit of its plans. the rock of your former mountain fortress just as likely joining their final march.
now looking in through the window of the cafe. a lessening of light with which to coordinate my cogitation of these mysterious manacles. he pointed to the left. Turning to walk out. I awaited their arrival. while presently. I noticed the same two men I had noted before. in an innocuous looking small apartment on the second floor across the street from our mission objective. With borrowed assault team in motion. we settled into the ever darker city that was Berlin. He smiled my answer. just as desperation . I fiddled with the door's locks. a row of them. Quickly turning back to the cashier. was late. out fetching dinner. I asked for the bathroom. Taking this initiative.this project. and I with my dinner made our way down that hallway toward a door at the end. What combination of jabs and turns were required to make a quick escape? I wondered as an approaching shadow. ~~~ “Is that enough?” I asked the cafe cashier. threatened to foil my plan. my radio man.
The storefront came.turned the door's handle for me. a market or some large gathering of common folk it appeared. “Pardon me. my eyes darting my panic's only true register. I turned casually counting safe harbors. I gripped our dinner tight.” making my way into the safety of the herd. the shadow I feared emerged as a man. while looking for some confirmation I was not just being paranoid. Looking around for my bearings. I moved ever deeper into its fray. I began running down one aisle through a door into another section of the store. turned immediately opening his newspaper. Behind me. I stepped out into the alleyway resuming my way back to the apartment. Not looking back again. looking up and down the street. “excuse me. down a staircase ever toward my escape. into the opposing alleyway. I leapt . and I disappeared out the front street entrance.” mingling with the crowd. A second man. as soon as I broke their line of sight. It was not even locked. Once on the street. and pushed without thought toward the closest cluster of witnesses across the street. Left then right.
Stepping cautiously out of my hiding place. which saw only his ugliest hat and coat cloaking my blurred. . with two columns in front of its glasshouse display window. staring into the stores reflection of the intersection I had just come from behind me. A corner door at the end of the next block beckoned me onward. I concentrated on the window's reflection looking right then behind me over and again. nothing came. My breath grew deep. on the opposite side. caught my last wad of cash. I hid up against them. “Thank you. sealing the deal. Though I waited. right at the alleyway I had emerged from. across the street. This is where they will come from if they were following me. Wedging the door behind me. stuffed into its clerk's hand. A used clothing store. I found my bearings and quickly walked the few blocks back to our apartment. freedom mine to lose.” moving out their backdoor. fear fully swallowed. but no suspicious characters were to be seen.across the street. as I looked left into the reflection of the bombedout city that was Berlin. I ran down their alley and between a row of delivery trucks.
” handing him the cafe bag. As I closed the door. remarking. “nice hat. With dinner still in tow and none the worse for wear. Mr. Cholmers looked up. “and your war has begun.ever mind full of those who might be watching me.” . “our dinner is cold. I reentered our thinly disguised observation post.” I replied. across the street from the Russian depository.