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大的任务，思想不能算。然而，如果我们的历 史表现出任何暴力，欺骗其总容量比我们更 多，这肯定是我们可以做的比以往除了多了起 来。任 务组可以超越个人的推进更是不计其 数：我们一起追捕，并收集更多的，更便宜的 旅行更远，更快和更深入的挖掘，攀登更高更 长，更只让我们更坚强，虽然没有任 何机构或 团体有史以来曾想过更自由地增加其数量。 无论我们走到了一起，在追求这个任务： 只有颓废，腐败，放 高利贷，停滞和征服接踵 而至。其中一名全心全意说服拖动任何任何山 丘顶部的石头人，你不会找到一个非制导的大 多数人都同意，应该用它做什么，一旦有。因 为 思考的时候，熟悉我们的物理分组，成为了 我的智力暴政其次。为你在哪里犯错误，弱和 不确定的，他们也必然是无可否认纯粹的，因 为他们不能错，如果他们都同 意，他们都会同 意，如果他们将所有只是觉得像我这样的。 因此，他们会团结起来，但一旦他们必须
003 – 第 1 章
- 北海，欧洲，1945 年 10 月 3 日 “
“早安，小伙子们。什么报告？” “没有新的接触，先生！” “淡化缺口，克拉里。尚未有我的茶”
“ 日志， ” 他默默地提出了一个同样的纸空
“ 你会认为， ” 我答道， “ 比没有更有意思 “我是独自如果我这样做，先生。” “然后对您的业务，这是我的你一直在阅读
“是的，” 他谨慎地回答。 “我们刚到这里，你已经把我的齿轮吗？折
叠是正确的，” 看到的尊重， “我的办公桌上回 早餐，我们的厨师加入的生活吗？”
“另一半小时，我应该想到。” “ 很公平， ” 我产生了好奇， “ 然后更多的 “ 图片： ” 是的， “ 克拉里泰然自若地回答
说，这个时候， ” 递过来的报纸上的照片页 面。
是因为它发生在 昨天不小于亚美尼亚，乌克 兰，甚至是我们自己的爱尔兰重要。重要的 是，你需要注意这些事件从每一个可能的来 源，得出自己的结论，并永远不会忘记你的角
色是 理解为什么没有失去焦点的可能性，你还 没有看到更大的图片。如果你花太多时间看一 卡，你会忘记正在播放一场比赛。” 克拉里抬起头来，就像我身后，握着他的 真理。 “你是因为无知，因为白天很长，” 我谴 责。 “亚美尼亚人，第一次世界大战;土耳其人 希望他们自己的土地，使他们追求等屠宰他们 中的绝大多数，超过一百万;仅仅是基督教 – 或 让我们被告知 – 但大多是只是。这是既不公 平，也不是正确的，这就是为什么他们把它的 战争。你要走动的世界，你的肩膀上的重量， 感到无奈和遗憾同一个故事告诉任何人，那么 战争是你的游戏。它是这样每隔几年。”
“ 不是那场战争的需要，” 詹姆逊插话道：
“早在三十年代，斯大林在他的社会主义改革的 名义饿死 1000 万乌克兰人死亡。而且，记得爱 尔兰马铃薯饥荒资本主义爱尔兰，运送我们所 有，我们可以吃，而多万元自己死于饥饿。” 中， “船长。”
“ 当然，我们什么都没有做， ” 克拉里集 “ 没有故意的， ” 我恢复了， “ 但几乎我们
最美好的时刻， ” 我说，停下来调整我的桌子 上的地图。 “我们上了岸的俄罗斯同行有描述” 被监视？”
“ 我们同行， ” 他要求与恐慌说明， “ 我们
“安全假设我们不是” 詹姆森回应。 意的，而对他们来说，爱尔兰，我们不得不在 上一只手。无论哪种方式，我认为一个中立的 法庭会发现我们都罪责。” 里说，我的报纸后面回避他的后脑勺， “ 马克 思主义者，同性恋者和犹太人说，这些人。” “是谁，希特勒，戈林和戈培尔吗？” “不，那些他们认为是政治上不可靠的纳粹 “ 我从来没有想到这一点，很喜欢， ” 克拉 “ 描述乌克兰饥饿， ” 我继续说， “ 作为无 党的事业的社会谋杀离经叛道，它说。因此， 他们死于他们相信什么？” “因此，我们相信，克拉里。” “烈士，他们的话，先生？” “不，克拉里。。。直到我们误解了教 训，” 我说， “我们想有我们学习，我们被他们 的烈士被认为是其死亡的进一步明确，他们站 在反对在面对那些生存下来的，理想化，并从 他们的损失中获益。他们的的死亡圈 点，信仰 改变了他们无法看到任何其他选项的值后，到 了胜利的任何其他的选择，它从来都不是一个 胜利的失败。” “ 没有人走进剑心甘情愿：他们属于它， 推，或刺伤。但烈士传说走在眼睛的稳定和心 .
脏纯粹未来他们的牺牲给予，将按照他们的榜 样集中不顾自己，别人可能会牺牲自己的意愿 对他们在他们的传说，进一步水暖的名称深度 为自己的失败，虽然高尚的成果奠定结束。” 詹姆逊， “代表其出纳员的一厢情愿？” “ 殉难的传说后，上述事实的教训吗？” 问 “就像他们反对马克思主义，纳粹发明了一 种未经证实的信念系统，强迫他人行事成为压 倒性的意见基础上，曾经压迫他们。” “但是有什么是马克思主义的错误的吗？” “只要你的做法是既不阴险，也不敌视，没 有什么错误是什么。你可以相信天空是绿色 的，但只要你强制不支持转嫁他人的信念，你 就成为他们都是，只是一个混混推周围的人。” “拖其他人与他们相处。” “这是烈士的传说，詹姆森。他们失败了。 他们都失败了。 他们不明白，在他们面前的是 什么，什么是他们的身后，是酝酿飘洋过海。 他们的教训是一个失败，但通过传说，一个高 尚的例子在我们的真理，而不是他们的，有 罪 不罚的现象可能出现高于他们的教训，正如我 们：他们死，我们相信” “但他们的教训，先生？” “我做什么，没有工作，我所希望的方式， .
如果什么都可以从这个教训，这是我只能希望 别人将受益不重复我无法生存。 ” 我向后退了 几步。 “ 他们没有成功克拉里，有没有愿意烈 士，他们是死了，他们都只是死了。” “有人试图告诉你，他们更多的是比死，是 一个比即使是那些杀害他们差，他们将杀人犯 的奸商，谁去阻止他们呢？没有人看到传说游 戏，或将来的牺牲，它可以提供它的制造商。 没有人会怀疑死者的完整性。甚至没有人看到 的是一个游戏。” “这种想法是被禁止的，” 克拉里说。 “ 我们看到了什么告诉我们，我们可以看 到，这是任何超出不许你说，潜。” “颂扬殉道的生活，邀请近死，到在信仰的 意见为基础的无选择性生活的所有谁会佩服他 们生存的失败，是网关。” 是死。永远不会忘记我们未能适应，你会汲取 教训，我想有你学习：你没有茁壮成长，每天 每天生存。” “ 不，我们不是烈士， ” 我凑近， “ 我们只 .
003 – 第 2 章 听 “ 什 么！他们为什么这样做呢？ – 这是我们 的想法！我们的孩子怎么能不工作，饶了我破 纪录了！” 他砰的一声把电话放下。 “是谁，我的烈日？” “三大猜测。。。他们给了泽手表，英国所 有的人，你只知道他们在那里得到所有的荣 耀，而我们这里等待废料在表的末尾。该死的 这一切，Cholmers，怎么这样？” 我们自己的潜艇！” “ 分包， ” 灵感的大胆对我说， “ 我们需要 “可爱的。我会离开的资金，最多你，我们 这里没有！如果我们没有值得探讨的东西，人 .
们可能会开始问，为什么我们在这里。” “ 你知道你有一个点，我们为什么还在这 里？” 从老板的脸上，标志着我退出，我开始随便尽 可能。 – “ 我们现在 C。I。A。，不只是呜咽 O。S。S。。我们在这里创建信息，男性的问 题，这一问题，使他们能够采取行动的问题， 为我们创造更多的事项予以关 注。野火一个信 息，” 他煽动他的手， “我们土地上的肆虐，作 为其投标。这不是战争结束以来我们看到的惨 淡二手涓涓细流。二手淌下来要求他们往往没 有一个。” – 直到我卖国自我出卖我的逃跑。 边向后， “ 我意识到这种理论，但有可能不总 是有一些为我们要做到现在可以有吗？ ” 老板 颤抖明显，封了我的命运， “” 战略服务， “我 速度不够快，我可能不能在所有听到，只适用 战时，我们不应该被解散部队” 吗？ 他喝道： “我们的工作是不是理论，” 我向 后， “ 从未有没有受到战争的地方。军队是不 会解散。这些都不是黑暗的中世纪。它只是太 贵了，有战争，那就太只是没有战争。最初， 我们通过这些精益和平只有改变 我们的能力 了，但即使这样，比是可以容忍的证明，并随 “ 没错， ” 我说现在半路横跨房间，并仍在 “ 这是它究竟是如何开始的，” 生活排水， .
着时间的成熟，人们普遍认识到，这只是太多 的工作都在战争有一天，而不是未来” “ 提高一个称职的军队，是不是可以做简 单，或便宜，而永 恒的战争的要求比我们明白 时间以来遭受无休止的群众参与。 ” 我觉得我 的鞋打我身后的门。 “ 你问我，它是唯一一个 脾气其他。如果你不想你的工作成为历史。 ” 我拨弄着门的把手。 “你需要找到事做！” 离开那个水壶炖，我做我的逃生下来的中 央情报局，我经常 徘徊，无论是在思想和方 向 ， 失 去 了 长 育 厅 。 “ 德 国 的 暴 政。。。。。。我们原来的任务， ” 我们唯一 的重点这么久，这是我再次开始。我们已经花 了几年时间完善他们的破坏和我们所有的计划 下降了一起，他们都土崩瓦解。那一天我们的 游戏，同时在控制 一切，并没有什么改变，因 为我们发现自己与前排座位人的最黑暗的时 刻。 〜〜〜 “只要我们有足够的机构，我们可以建立一 个更美好的世 界， ” 詹姆逊指出，绘制我们 盯。 “ 只是邮递员曾经说过，送报纸，在大的 战争，” 他被解雇， “你知道了，日复一日，年 复一年的死亡通知书后页页。他说，这是一个 疯狂的叫电源。。。或者是它称为疯狂的权 .
虽然饥饿，这 该死挫伤观看的。” “但是” “不要让我为你想，克拉里。考虑到美国人 虽然他们有他们的营地。他们已经充满了他们 政治上不可靠的囚犯，否则抢了他们的基本权 利的自由公民。” “事实上，主席先生，但他们的生存。他们 .力？” “ 他们不是被追杀是什么， ” 我插话道， “他们对他们没有什么猎杀。扭转了表，明天， 给它足够的蒸汽，将永远成为受虐施虐者，他 们曾经责备他们自己的压迫者的一切罪。是否 有子弹或脑洗涤，自由基 会定义然后追捕自己 的痴迷者灭绝。危险在于有多少，他们感染对 他们的事业，牺牲在自己的名字，操纵他们的 目的，奴役和谋杀罪，他们自己可能活到结束 的那一 天。” “单独管辖大规模歇斯底里。。。。。。” 完 成 以 上的 照 片 看 ， 我递 给 页 面回 克拉 里， “但饿死，” 他说， “多么可怕的路要 走。” “杀坑，毒气室，移动行刑队，死亡工 厂，” 我建议， “种族灭绝金额为人类所有的历 史上最伟大的系统性屠宰动物园.
不饿死，也不处理不善。” “嗯，差是相对而言的，我应该想到他们的 囚犯会毫不迟疑地否认，但美国人曾经无情的 轰炸吗？日本有很少，如果以往任何时候都拥 有相同的能力，要下雨了地狱，从高，美国人 和我们自己的男孩在德国做的方式。” “我们打他们好，先生！” “当气球上去。。。。。。和灯出去。。。 规则的改变。” “我和我的？” 詹姆森。 “他们不应该，先生。” “ 将是一个完全不同的世界，如果没有他 们，现在给我的纸，你会治好你的无知，对别 人的手表，” 我说，转身走出去 “，并告诉早安 曲奇，被等候在那里的？” “不要忘记我们绝症，上尉睡过头了。” “没有做，实际上你提到的，但如果你想” 曲奇抢购充分重视，手臂的推力，法西斯的态 度了， “你必须有至少这个大，” 他的手保持水 平， “要赢了法西斯的种族” 他永远无法达到的高度，并问， “ 不管如何， “ 所以， ” 我微笑着好奇在他的手，标志着 “ 任何人谁是不是他们的，它应该有说， ” .
喂养的空间，自己的字，我写了， “Project Project。” “让我看看。。。。。。两名专职战士跨越 “ 嘿，这就是我的办公桌上， ” 我坐了下 自己打败的对手。。。这是大多数故事淡出为 黑色。解决他们的问题是有没有留给进 行。。。当然，虽然这些盟国有抱怨，但什 么？ ” 我 不知道， 而擦 除多余的 Project 'j'。 “也许有其他不？” 〜〜〜 .你是比生命更大呢？你将永远衡量短。” 饼 干 ， 打 破 了 他 的注意 ， 微 笑 回来了， “我在我们的胡萝卜感兴趣对一串早餐的人 吗？” “不，谢谢，你平时米粥适合我就好了。” 〜〜〜 有东西，我想，我漫无目的的流浪到熟悉 的使命决策进展。 “ 一个国家有明显的不说一 句话？ ” 下一场比赛 – 对苏联 – 将是非常缓 慢，在到达这里，我们不得不证明它的到来。 来，弯曲我的大脑左右手边的任务。哪里是我 们的和平桥讨伐吗？我困惑，解除我的抽屉 里，从一个新的文件夹， “Project：” 标签艰巨 的空虚，我伏击。标题可以等待，我在眨眼驳 回我滑倒握.
只耳朵， “ 但我只看到了两个最后一次，我在 那里。” “好看吗？” 问阿里。 “我真的只抓到了一瞥，我是在汽车的整个 “ 有他们三个人， ” 我说，手机切换到另一 时间，而我的父亲是参议员交谈。” “甚至不允许进去吗？” “不，我从来没有得到过去的管家。” “那么什么是你的计划吗？” 横跨走道。 “嫉妒！太棒了！” 突发，Cholmers 先生， 我目不转睛地盯着他的秘密去，因为我的 手机说： “ 他是我领先一步， ” 阿里继续说： “嫉妒让世界去走一走，现在你说有他们三个。 如果我知道社会名流，将每味之一：霸道的， 可接受的，几乎看不见的，每个人都不会相信 他们是其他任何进展第 一，放弃别人。” “打一个投篮休息吗？” 我问。 “ 只有当他们是不安全的，阿里回答说。 ” “他们最大的追求和弱点。解决方案，并导致他 们的忧虑。玩这个游戏，你就会有他们。” .
003 – 第 3 章 我们 “ 他 们有我们没有的东西， ” 我继续说，我 开采文件防止启示的转义拱起。 “ 俄罗斯从德 国已超过我们有。。。没有，它不能是一个量 的问题。它必须是具体的东西。” “我们拥有的东西，他们应该有。。。太明 显了。” “他们有什么，我们应该有。。。这是更好 的，但什么？” “从我所见过的报告中，我们得到的一切， 但我们错过了一些东西。。。。。。 ” 如果他 们 Project Pro ect 奠定一个明确的答案，这将 是在审讯文件。 “苏联有我们需要的东西，” 这 .
些文件举行的关键意识到那是什么东西。 *** 几个星期过去了，我阅读后，面试人员从 战争的采访。奴仆了 迄今为止最有趣的发现。 通常情况下，一些随机乔，通过偷窃银器的房 子徘徊，会想出计划弹道导弹潜艇或某些机制 的相对重要性。可恨的地方藏在这些人的事 情， 所以我从不回避自己的强硬的东西，因为 它总是一个充满希望的读。 *** 有过像火箭拾级而上，我流下文件，所有 的方式， “老板！” 通过他外面的办公室的门， 我冲过来，回避局长的眩光， “老板！” “是的，Cholmers，你呢？” “我知道了！” 他紧张地笑了， “得到了什么？” “希特勒从他过去的立场，东西山堡垒俄国 人，我们不要。巴伐利亚堡垒！” 责， “ 我们从来没有发现，这个堡垒，我们现 在有吗？” 的联络员单一小于清晰的报告外，但” “ 我们不是甚至某些存在， ” 我说， “ 我们 “ 巴伐利亚已经是在我们的手中， ” 他谴 .
放手， “ 研究小组，导致叠这么高没有人会再 打扰我们的巴伐利亚州和报告领域搜索。这是 绝望的，但” 有，除了一个小的事实 “ ：巴伐利亚山城是在 巴伐利亚，正如你说，我们已经看到了。他们 发现了希特勒的山顶居住，伯格霍夫相当复杂 的地下。我们后来证实是高山堡垒，我们会听 到这 么多唠约随着时间的推移，它满足所有的 好奇心和高山和巴伐利亚堡垒成一个褪色的神 话。” “但是，这是从来没有的大南堡垒，从纳粹 “ 准确地说， ” 我打断了，以为那是不是所 “Cholmers。。。圣杯！” 他说，煽动他一 可能使他们的最 后一站，是真正的堡垒在德 国，即使今天我们所知道。它是在巴伐利亚部 落推了亿万年前的土地。。。。。。东部，可 能苏联占领的波希米亚，捷克斯洛伐克。 ” 老 板提出了一个眉毛。 “ 现在比它的位置，这应 该不是太困难的建立，更重要的计划，我们可 以拥有，我们应该有希望他们的正式原因？” 对我笑了笑， “ 因为没有这种无视我的观点。 其存在的可能性是我们需要为希望凝望着我们 的追求曾经毫不逊色。” “正如你说，我的烈日。” “ 你的意思是多，我不应该这么认为，” 他 .
〜〜〜 自言自语道，滑行通过刷两百码外，我的望远 镜发现我一个小于壮观的人群，我敞开的坟墓 周围聚集。我不期望什么太重大，但是这是可 悲的。 “来吧，告诉我一些尊重，” 我悄悄地要 求那些上盯着，闲聊狂欢，但没有看到，我定 居在他们的表演。 半个小时过去了，我服务的最终发现它的 忠实几个乱窜从这个新兴的雨的愤怒，除了灵 魂人物之一。我集中在他的衰落阴影，仍然站 在我们现在拉以外路边的黑色轿车共享怀疑。 我的好奇心，他放弃了这一奇观的目的追 求。 “ 这是没有灵车，这款车的推出不适合 我，” 停止只是我的坟墓， “这是谁可以吗？” 我的爆破笑着问作为一个走出来的人本身。我 对他的重点。驱动程序，它似乎是，虽然他看 起来更像一个管家，我隐约知道，加强这瓢泼 大雨的水坑周围仔细。 〜〜〜 会被葬送。 ” 最好是值得我，我绝望的样子， 想对我说，汽车的漆黑的窗户，但他们的凝滞 反驳单独推我向前。尽管我细心的步骤，我担 心我的袜子渗出，我做我的方式挤下伞， 走向 “ 看看这个， ” 我叹了口气， “ 这些鞋子就 “ 我一直都知道我看到我死了，埋了，” 我 .
孤独的雕像脚下敞开的坟墓，我能感觉到水。 我停止了足够远，我可能会有人支付我的 敬意，站在那里， 以为他一定有听到我湿漉漉 的脚步，希望白白这可能会引发一些反应，但 阴影不承认我的存在，其余的，哀悼，盯着坟 墓。我走进两个步骤，回头在豪华轿车，感觉 它承担的重量，同时对自己的命运从来没有少 安全。仍然没有运动，我能袖手旁观不再， “先生？” 我问 dobriski 雕像，暂停一分钟前， 在细雨中排出， “Dobriski 礼吗？” 我等待着。 不承认了。 挺身而出，以为这就是我要去地狱，为过 去的浸泡数字仍然 盯着死一般的坟墓。我伸出 手，抓起一把巨大的污垢和退后一步完成我的 议案，他面临着污垢载货伸出手，像最坏的握 手，他可能永远搞。看着他的死眼脸深，小我 可以看到在这个衰落的光，并提出我的现实， “礼 Dobriski？参议员维森塔尔会跟你说话，他 正在等待即使是现在。” 我不能说我的话被听到，但我的步骤，湿 脚，污垢，自由的 手，和对豪华轿车缓慢撤 退，听 – 压扁悄悄地 – 听到的，丛扑通撞木盖 子，告诉我，我能做到的。和之前的时间忘了 自己，他的步骤加入矿井。我在前面停了下 来，引导我到后面的追随者。我的毛巾递给 .
只要我们一直是朋 友，我已经取得了一定的他向前迈进。他返回 的青睐，和我们一起取得了远远超过我们的部 分的总和” “我在这里跟你的今天，以确保这项安排的 生活，当你今晚回家时，你会发现一个全新的 电传打字机，坐在你家门口.他，他临 危受命 “ 。一声叹息 ” 关上了门，我 等待多久，雨，单独 〜〜〜 “你父亲是个好人，礼。参议员说，他将非 常怀念，” 我坐在他身边的轿车。 寻找到他明亮的眼睛，我问： “是他吗？” “你父亲和我有一种特殊的关系，以利。我 们想知道，因为法学院对方.在这个笔记本是您 的联络电话号码” “现在，我知道你不作为你的父亲是士气的 行动的一部分，这将缺阵错过在家。但与我们 在欧洲的胜利，我们玩的游戏，已经在欧洲事 务的全球性的，即使你卑微的站可能是很有 用，通过您的资源带来的信息自由流动，我们 将占上风，别人只有失败。” “战后德国遭受这样的命运，即使是现在， 我们终于灵通前 总统 Hoover's 旅游，刚刚透 露给我们的所有。其误导市民在方便的灭亡的 .
犯罪的，现在又为 我们做什么值得注意到 自己防止的。” “我们定义的差异，信息和一个声音全世界 看到了一个教训逃脱之前，它的后代：沿着有 罪，我们不会惩罚无辜的，并观看悄悄地为每 一代新产品的清白，成为新一代的内疚。我们 .命运，他们自己的行动缺乏带来了他们。但通 过他的知情能力，他们现在的见证之 前，他们 应该有一个声音代表说，因为没有其他曾经可 能有我们的行动之前，先以百万计的死亡和痛 苦，这将改变现在。” “ 由于我们自己的经济大萧条的最大的失 败，这一天的行为，赫伯特 Hoover 传达，以 利我们。我希望你想想这个词单独的重要性。 如果你没有别的礼从本次会议，采取这个词。 我们，是的，你从他的债券， ” 参议员说，指 出他的司机仍然伞下蜷缩在我的窗前。 “我们不会坐视不管，并观看又一伟大的人 民滑波，低于贫 困，犯罪和完，不完全是他们 自己做的。那些刑事责任德国人质的公民，无 辜和有罪的一致好评.他们的伤口遭受战争，饥 饿和绝望，按照随身携带的不只是自己的 无望 的期货，但他们过去的敌人 – 我们的盟友 – 以 及。今天，现在礼，我们正在目睹的暴行，我 们尽管充满搅乱，是唯一的犯罪行为，我们缺 乏积极的行动，唯一的武器.
不会再这样做，永远不会再有任何异常的儿 子。” 我坐在仍在盯着外面的雨。 的战后匮乏。他们试图远离自己在德国西部的 饥饿邻居，已被证明更有趣，比为同盟国代理 预计，惊慌失措的德国可以不再为此服务。与” 马歇尔计划 “ ，新的战争类型是天生的痛苦独 自推动造谣，争取通过政府的宣传机构，服务 于这个信息的虚假利润丰厚的贸易战争和间 谍。” “虽然我愿意参加者在这个新的攻击，这是 “ 现在， ” 参议员继续说， “ 苏联遭受自己 只有那些保持的知道，他将继续留在控制这个 道理。我不会通过我们的努力带来和平和自 由，这个世界上，儿子的受害者。这是你的角 色，信息渠道，为我服务，你父亲做，我们将 去的地方，你只能梦想。” 我看着参议员的眼睛，过去他完美的笑容 让我的目光漂移，笔记本柔软的皮革约束力现 在牢牢地抓住我的手，并与其他单拉，我的脚 放回雨。 .
003 – 第 4 章 认为 变 相践踏在土东部德国追求这个越来越难以 捉摸的山城，已经过去了两年以来的战争，我 们追求的开始结束。 欧洲战后重建延迟我们的周围，为当地的 紧张局势威胁拉我 们，更重要的职责。饥饿和 贫困的蔓延，欧洲，没有工业的心脏地带，以 保持其在运动中的机器，不再作为一个整体运 作。一分为二，剥离的货架和盟军摩根索计划 抑制，德国人口的近一半是通过抑制国际救援 灭绝。 欧洲挥动在绝望中，导致其东半部为防止 感染自己饱受战争蹂躏的社会仍然在废墟的东 .
铺设抑郁潮的手段越来越遥远的苏联占领。安 全地通过这场风暴笼罩，我们的项目仍然有增 无减，我们的成功提出未来战争的地平线日益 密切。 现自己在几年前已经开始在我们这个圣杯搜索 非常现货。现在时间有限，挂在平衡的成功。 “这个高原是出奇的少山一样比我原先一直带头 想象。是山在哪里？堡垒在哪里？” 我们都来不 及。您正在寻找山是现在我们站在 高原。” 我出演面无表情。 “这是没有那么可怕 不可思议，鉴于俄罗斯的无情消灭纳粹主义整 个被占领土。俄罗斯，不仅与自己的士兵在战 争结束数百万淹没，但以百万计的，” 发生吗？” “ 动议山， ” 我完成了她认为， “ 真正能够 “ 他们是不是在这里了，代理 Cholmers。 “ 这真的是吗？” 我问我们的现场行政，发 她回得意地点头， “ 只是一个人力资源的 问题，” 我瞪眼定义本身。 “这里有在看这个地 质学家的报告。看到这些戒指，它们形成一个 完美的圆圈，在这个高原的中心，本身如果 高，会形成一个小山您联络，包括山城下的高 度。” “你看，战争后，整个地区是空的非军事人 员。首先，纳 粹 ” – 步行距离地图在手，让我 .
重新检查了她的事实，她尾随不失一拍，我冗 长的同事 – “，那么俄罗斯，像我们的休息，聘 请他们新发现的强迫劳动，擦除这场战争的破 坏，随着历史本身。其唯一的目击者 – 他们的 囚犯 – 然后运到西伯利亚，从未见过或更重要 的，从再次听到。最重要的，前山要塞的岩石 一样可能加入他们的最后三月，这里以东千里 砾石每一个新的公路和铁路。” “太棒了！” 我惊呼。 “ 我没有看到，代理 Cholmers。这里没有 “更妙的是，这个网站证明了它的存在，证 什么。” 明其计划的进一步追求。你并不需要继续寻找 什么东西。” *** 在 活 动慢 下 来 ， 我 们 的柏 林 空 运的 胜利 后，项目 Pro ect 徘徊，直到生病的罪犯的最后 一句话达到我们。他们是战后苏联的行动，带 领我们到俄罗斯收集秘密存款散漫的忏悔。 俄国人撤退了，如果只是在心理上，如果 只是暂时和证明， 而作为后期无聊。自从我上 次与这个项目相关的行程，已经过去了好几 年。采取这一行动，我们到过较深的城市，是 柏林定居。我用借来的突击队员在运动中，等 .
待 他们的到来，在一种无害的从我们的使命目 标，街道对面二楼的小公寓，而目前，我无线 电男子，获取晚餐了，来晚了。 〜〜〜 “这就够了吗？” 我问网吧的收银员。 他微笑着回答。 谈到走出去，我发现我已经注意到前两个 相同的男子，目前通过网吧的窗口。迅速回头 的收银员，我问的浴室，他指出，在左边，和 我的晚餐，我在最后的门下来，走廊里向我们 的方式。 我拨弄着门的锁，他们的行。刺戳和曲折 的组合被要求作出快速逃生？我想作为一个接 近的阴影，减轻光与协调我深思这些神秘的手 铐，威胁挫败我的计划，就像绝望打开我的门 的把手。它甚至没有被锁定。我走出来，恢复 我的方式回到公寓的小巷。 一旦在大街上，我的眼睛飞快我恐慌的唯 一真正的寄存器， 我随便打开计数安全的港 口，同时寻找一些确认，我不只是偏执。第二 个男人，寻找向上和向下的街道，立即转身打 开他的报纸。在我身后，我担心的阴影，成为 一 个男人。不回头再次，我握着我们的晚餐紧 张，并推到对方的小巷，市场似乎一些民间常 .
用的大聚会，没有向街对面的证人最接近的集 群思想。 “对不起，” 人群混杂，我走得更深的磨损。然 后离开的权利，只要我打破了他们的视线，我 就开始跑下来通过一个门过道曾经向我的逃生 楼梯下来，到另一部分商店。店面来 了，我消 失了前面的街道入口。我寻找我的轴承，跃上 马路对面。一个服装店，在另一侧，引起了我 的最后一叠现金，其店员的手，看到只有他最 丑陋的帽子和大衣 掩饰我的模糊，酿 “ 谢谢 你，” 搬出他们的后门。 楔入我身后的门，密封的交易，我顺着他 们的胡同和行之间 的送货车，穿过马路。下一 个块结束在一个角落门示意我向前，与在其温 室显示窗口前的两列。我躲在了，对他们盯着 商店反射到的，我刚刚从我身后的路口。我的 呼吸深长大，我看着反射到被炸毁的城市是柏 林在我出现了小巷，离开，但可以看到任何可 疑人物。我窗口的反思集中在我后面再一遍 遍。这是他们将在那里从如果 他们跟着我来。 虽然我等待着，什么也没有。 小心翼翼地走出了我的藏身之地，失去自 由矿山，担心完全吞没，我发现我的轴承，并 迅速回到我们的公寓走了几个街区，曾经想到 “ 对不起， ” 使我的方式到牛群的安全， .
那些可能会看着我。 晚餐仍然在拖车和无磨损差，我重返我们 稍加伪装的观察哨，街对面的俄罗斯存款。正 如我关上了门，先生 Cholmers 抬起头来，议 论， “漂亮的帽子。” 我回答说， “我们的晚餐是冷的，” 网吧包 递给他， “你的战争已经开始。” .
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~~~ Beyond this bore town.Summary An big adventure into not understand. and with this erase it all begin again. then they should leave no one ask why. where stand an not important letter between a brief time of peace and the freedom only war can bring. that they would. agent of ally power. On the eve of the last day many-die and the morning of the next. need their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purpose-full war. . inside a plain building. go that letter. That they could. on a single file under a new erase. this series of mind short story. explore the fine mean of the meaning-less mean over-look by know it-self.
Preface – Simple English S ad. The number of thing a group can do beyond the person is count-less: Together we hunt great and hold more. among those thing which we do so great in number in. the common physical group of we. think can-not be count. Where-ever we have come together in need of this thing: only rich. it is sure that we can do more together than ever apart. corrupt. travel far for cheap. Because when think. climb high for long. dig fast and deep. quiet and slave make. Among a people who can whole-heart be made to drag any stone to the top of any hill. use. though no body or group ever made has think more free by more it number. you will not find an not guide major who will agree with what should be done with it once it is there. . more only make us strong. and trick there-of. Yet if our history show any-thing more than our gross size for violent.
they that are bound are not deny-able pure. weak and not sure.become the follow intellect enemy of a me. and they will all agree if they will all just think like me. For where you were bad. stop them all. but once they must fall it will be this Fragment Earth. . So they will unite. for they can not be wrong if they all agree.
I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why are not we out there ply the ocean–” “And what Jameson.003 – Part 1 Watch – The North Sea. Lad. sink Axis merchant vessel? Win the war for King and Country? It over mate you got here–” “Good Morning.” “No. Europe. Any-thing to report?” . they just did not want to get it too wet. October 3. 1945 – “ M aybe.
” he quiet present an equal empty sheet of paper.” I make to know. Clarry.” hand me the news-paper photo page.” “Be about your busy then– Is this my news-paper you have been read?” “Yes. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch. Sir.” “Fair much.” “And the log.” Clarry said sad. “Yes. “more camps found then?” “Yes. Look at them. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook join the alive?” “Another half an hour I should guess. “You'd think. “some-thing more interest than no-thing would be go on here.” “Have a heart. not yet had my tea.” he said caution. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correct. “picture this time too.” “I would be alone if I did. hard bad. Sir.” I said. hunger .“No new contact.” and see the honor.
It was not each one fair not right. then war is your game. the Turk want them off their land so they kill the major of them in need of such. and never forget your do is to know why.” “This is war. the Ukrainian.” Clarry look up as though the light behind me held his truth. draw your own said. Just because it happen yesterday do not make it any less big than the Armenian. more than a million. just for be Christian – or so we are told – but most it was just for be. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on you. feel help-less and sorry for any-one with a story to tell.to the bone they are. “You are as not know as the day is long.” I damn.” . with-out lose focus on the maybe. or even our own Irish. which is why they call it war. you will forget there is a game be play. The big thing is that you take note of these event from every source maybe. that you have yet to see the big picture. “The Armenian. It is like this every few year. Bad thing happen. If you spend too much time watch one card. World War One. Clarry.
“are we be watch?” “Safe to think we are than not.” Jameson said.” Clarry said. “but hard our fine hour either. remember the Irish potato hunger– Capitalist Ireland. pause to adjust the map on my table. “Captain.” “Sure.“Not that war is need.” Jameson said in.” I said. “Back in the thirty. Stalin hunger ten million Ukrainian to death in the name of his Socialist reform. Either way. “as not intent. ship us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of hunger. duck his head back behind my newspaper. “Marxist. we had a hand in on. And. Homosexual and Jew it say . while to them. “Our Russian counter-part on the shore there would have said–” “Our counter-part.” “I never think of it quite like that.” “No-thing do.” I continue. we had no-thing to do with that. Ireland. “Said the Ukrainian hunger.” Clarry focus.” I do.” he ask with a note of panic. I should think a neutral court would have found us both bad.
that other might give their own .” “Who. Clarry.” I said.” “Martyr they were then. 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. with-out regard for them-self. Clarry.these were. in the face of those that live to ideal and over-come from their loss.” “Nobody walk into a sword will: they fall on it. or stab. “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. Hitler. Sir?” “No. Not until we have not understood the lesson. are push. Goering and Goebbels?” “No. they die for what they choose in?” “So we are to choose. Their death mark a victory fail. any other choice into a honor it never was. it say.. where after belief change the value of their not able to see any other opt. So.. those they were to murder– Social bad choose to be politic not rely-able to the Nazi cause.
but as soon as you force an not support belief onto other. You can choose the sky is green.” “That the Legend of the Martyr. They fail.” “The legend of Martyr is a lesson after and above the fact?” Ask Jameson.” “But is there any-thing wrong with be Marxist?” “So long as your do are not each one sly not enemy. They fail to know what was in front of them. you become as they all were. but by the beauty of legend. They all fail. Jameson. to act base on bad opinion became that which once slave them. just another bully push people around. “wish-full think on the good of it tell?” “Much like the Marxist they not like. what was behind them. a . which in force on other.will to them in the name of their legend. Their lesson is one of fail. what was make across the sea.” “Drag every-one else along with them. more see the depth of their fail as though a noble fruit lay at it end. the Nazi make an not substance belief system. there is no-thing wrong with be any-thing.
No one even see there is a game. is some-one worse than even those that murder them. it is that I could only hope other would over-come by not repeat my not able to survive. they are all just dead.” “And any-one try to tell you they are more than dead. and any-thing beyond that is as you say forbid. could move above their lesson. not their. and who go to stop them? No one see the legend make game.” “The glory of Martyr is the gate-way by . or the future give it afford it maker. they are dead. No one would ever question the honor of the dead. “They were not successfull Clarry. there are no will Martyr.” I step back. did not work out the way I had hope and if any-thing can be learn from this.” “Such a think is forbid. “We see what we are told we can see.” “But their lesson. not spoke. as our: That they die for what we choose in. they are the would be profit of murder. Sir?” “That what I did.noble example base in our truth.” said Clarry.
” . to survive every day. “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.which the live invite the near dead.” I lean in. we are not Martyr.” “No. into a choice-less life base in the opinion of belief. for all who would like their fail to survive.
“we need our own submarine!” . 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. my Master?” “Three guess. and you just know they are up there get all the glory while we wait for scrap here at the end of the table. how did this happen?” “Sub-contract. “Who was that.” think big said for me.. They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people. Damn it all..
I. We are here to create know that matter for men that matter. not just the weak O. “that rage across the land. 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. Not this bad second-hand calm we have seen since the end of the war. with us as it keep. An know wild-fire. and still edge back. – “We are the C.S.” – until my enemy person tell my escape. “I am aware of that idea. Second-hand calm have no one to tend to them.“Cute.A.” “You have a point you know.” he fan his hand. so they can take action that matter. seal my fate. now. to create more matter for us to be know about. people may start ask why we are here at all.” I said now half-way across the room.S. “Strategy Service. but there can-not always be some-thing for us to do now can there?” The Boss move notice-able.” I do quick much that I might not be heard at all. “Yes. why are we still here?” “That is exact how it start.” life drain from the Boss' face. . which I began as casual as maybe.. sign my exit.
” “Raise a good army is not some-thing that can be done simply.” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. Army are not sent home. “and there never not been a war on somewhere. should not we have been sent home with the soldier?” “Our job are not idea.” I move with the door handle. I made my escape down the long clear hall of Center Intelligent. These are not the Dark-age. where-as eternal war ask little more than agree of the not end people we have suffer since time dawn. we got by these lean peace year change only our size. but even that be more than was okay. where often I lost both lost in think . Begin. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next. and as time past it was general see. And if you do not want your job to become history. “You need to find us some-thing to do!” Leave that kettle to stew.” he yell me back. or cheap.“is only apply-able during war-time. It is simply too much cost to have war. it is only one that make the other. “You ask me. and then too just not have war.
Or was it a power call mad?” “They were not hunt for what they were. found our-self with a front row seat to man dark hour. “Just some-thing the postman once said deliver news-paper.” I make.. back in the Great War.” he ignore. year after year. bad of every-thing they once said their own master of. draw our look. “they were hunt for what they were not. master will always make then hunt their own enemy to die.” state Jameson. same in control of everything and no-thing. day after day.. A mad call power he said it was. We had spent years perfect their destroy and as all our plan fell together.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. “Germany our enemy. give it much steam and the abused will always become the abuser. If with bullet or brain wash.and direction. their all fell apart.. On that day our game change as we. Reverse the table tomorrow. The danger lie in how many . ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had much body. Our begin need. “you know the page on page of death notice that came..
” “But–” “Do not let me think for you. they have their camp. that damn hard to have to watch.” “Even Sir. “a many-die effort amount to the great system kill of human in all history. not treat poor. They are not hunger to death.” “Kill pit. change to their end. other-wise free people rob of their basic right. I hand the page back to Clarry. but were the American ever bomb relent-less? The Japanese . but they survive. give in their name. They have fill them with their politic not rely-able prisoner.” I said. gas chamber. “but hunger to death. mobile execute squad..” Finish look over the photo. Know the American though. slave and murder that they them-self might live to the end of that day. poor is a word I should think their prisoner would ready dispute. “what a bad way to go.” “Well.” “Person govern mass-hysteria. Clarry. factory of death.. hunger though.” he said.they push to their cause.
Captain– over-slept again. been wait there long?” “Do not forget us not cure-able. the way the American and our own boys did in Germany. “to win the fascist race.” Cookie snap to full attend.. mark a . Sir. but if you would like–” “Any-one who was not them. if ever.” “Me and mine?” Ask Jameson. arm thrust up in the fascist manner. “You must be at least this big. And the light go out. it should have said.” “Would be a far other world if they did not..” “It fail to make said of you actual. now give me that paper..have rarely. Sir!” “When the balloon go up. have the same able to rain down hell. “They should not.” with his hand held level. from on high.” “We hit them good.” I smile up look at his hand. The rule change. you will cure your not know on some-one else duty. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie.” I said turn to walk out..” “So.
that my desk. “no matter how large than life you are? You will always measure up short.” ~~~ There is some-thing to that. and bent my brain around the thing at hand. “can I interest any-one in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks. your usual food will suit me just fine.. and ask. I think. lift a new folder from my drawer. “Project: Project. The title can wait.height he could never make. Where is our peace bridge crusade? I puzzle.” I sat down. 'Project:' the label joke me with it scary empty. feed the space it own word as I wrote.” “Let see.” Cookie. as my aim-less lost move into the common of move make. “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. broke his attend smile back. “Hey.. Two ally warrior straddle their over-come enemy. I ignore my slip grip in a blink. This is where most story ...
“but I only saw the two last time I was there. If I know social.. Cholmers. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was in talk with the Senator.” I said. With their problem solve there is no-thing left to be done. as my phone said. I would never get past the butler.” “Not even allow inside?” “No. “He one step ahead of me.” Arie say. “I real only got a look. I look do at his trick goings-on.” “So what your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. Mr. switch the phone to the other ear. across the aisle. “Maybe one has some-thing the other do not?” ~~~ “There were three of them.. there will be one of each flavor: .fade to black. but what?” I think while erase the 'j' from the extra Project.” “Good look?” Ask Arie. Sure though these ally have a anger. “jealousy make the world go around– Now you say there are three of them.
over-bear. Play this game right and you will have them all. ignore any-one else.” .” “Play to one asks the rest?” I ask. “Their great need and weak. “Only if they are not secure.” Arie said. near not visible and each will think they are the other– Take whoever come first. accept-able. The solve to and cause of all their worry.
. it can-not be an issue of volume. but what?” “From the report I have seen. It must be some-thing exact. it . hunch in close to my catch file stop idea escape.003 – Part 3 We “ T hey have some-thing we do not have...” I think... No. but had we miss some-thing.. we got every-thing. Too clear..” “We have some-thing they should have. That is better.” “They have some-thing we should have. “The Russian have take more from Germany than we have.” If their lay a make answer to Project Pro ect..
some random Joe. so I never stop the tough stuff as it was always a good read. These people hid thing in the darn place. “Boss!” “Yes. lost by a house steal silverware. The small had the most interest discover by far. off like a rocket up the stairs. Common.would be in the soldier meet file. *** And there it is. The Bavarian Fort!” . did you?” “I got it!” He smile nervous. 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.” and those file held the key to see what that was. I move. “The Soviet have some-thing we need. “Boss!” In by the door of his out office. duck the Secretary look. I shed paper all the way. Cholmers. *** Weeks pass as I read talk after talk of person from the war.
” “But this was never The Great South Fort from which the Nazi might make their last fight. but–” “Precise. “out-side a single less-than-clear report from one of our soldier. just as you say.” I said. the real fort is not even in Germany as we know it today. It is bad. All they ever found was Hitler mountain-top home.. Which we late mean to be the Alpine Fort we had heard so much chat about.. with it rather big underground fort. a Holy Grail!” He said fan his one free hand. This Fort. but–” “Cholmers. The Berghof. we have look. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fort is not in Bavaria. which over time happy all know and the two myth of Alpine and Bavarian Fort fade into one. lead to a field search of Bavaria and report stack so high no one will ever bother us again. “with team of people. It is in the land the Bavarian .“Bavaria is already in our hand. now have we?” “We are not even sure one exist. think that was not it at all.” he damn.” I said. “and we have never found.
. The maybe of their exist is all we need for hope to see ever favor-able on our move. some-thing we can have. to the east. which should not be too hard to fix. slide up by the brush two hundred yard out.people were push out of time ago. talk people but see none. hold around my open grave. my Master. “because none of that stop my point. I look at their show. all except one soul. Czechoslovakia. I had not guess any-thing too big but this was small. should we have a good reason for want them?” “You mean more than– I should not think so. as my binocular show me a less-than-spectacular crowd. and my service end found it faith-full few move from this rain anger. “Now more big than it place. show me some honor.. I focus in on his . are the plan.” I think aloud.” ~~~ “I always knew I would see me dead and bury.” I make quiet of those happy. “Come on.” he smile on me.” “Just as you say. like Soviet-occupy Bohemian. Half an hour pass.” The Boss raise an eye-brow.
“That no hearse. this car roll not for me. No matter my care-full step. A driver it appear to be. but the shadow made no move of my self: be. as I made my way stand under umbrella. step care-full around this pour rain puddle. My know leave him in need of this sight purpose. . I stop far much away that I might be anyone pay my honor and stood there.fade shadow.” This had better be worth my while. my bad look back at the car dark window try to say.” I sigh. “who could this be?” My burst smile ask it-self as a man step out. I could feel the water I fear seep into my sock. to the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. though he look more like a butler I not knew. ~~~ “Look at this. think sure he had to have heard my soggy foot-step. but their quiet said alone push me on. “these shoes will be ruin. I focus in on him. 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. hope point-less this might make some react.
wet feet. I could stand idle no long. I step two step close. dirt-freehand. “Eli Dobriski?” I wait. Step forward. Still no motion. look back at the limousine.mourn. make down on my own neverless-secure time. con-front him with dirt hold hand held out. I stop at the front. what little I could see in this fade light. feel the weight it bore. before exhale over the slow rain. No move came. think this is what I am go to hell for. guide my follow . look into the grave. past the soak figure still look death into the grave. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. and present my real. Dobriski?” I ask the statue. grab a huge hand-full of dirt and finish my motion with a step back. but my step back. And before time forgot it-self. his step join mine. like the worst hand-shake he might ever join.” I can-not say for sure my word were heard. “Mr. listen – squish quiet – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. told me I could do no more. I reach down. and slow go to the limousine. he is wait even now. Look deep into his dead-eye face. pause for a minute.
Eli.” “Now. I ask. and this will be much miss at home. He will be much miss. for as long as we have been friend.” “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. close the door. Hand him my towel as he step in. I made sure he move ahead.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. Eli. alone with the rain for how long.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine side him.to the back. But with our victor over Europe. I know you are not part of duty Happy Make as your father was. as I wait. the game we play has gone global. and even your low station with-in . We know each other since Law School. he return the favor and together we make far more than the sum of our part. Look over into his bright eyes. in this note-book are your contact number. “Sigh. “was he?” “Your father and I had a special relation.
is the bond that divide you from him. we. “We will not sit idle by and watch as yet another great people slip below the wave of poor. Eli.” “Postwar Germany suffer this fate even now.” “As the great fail of our own great hunger act on this very day. not all their own do. We. for a crime and an end. But by his know do alone. by the free flow of know your matter bring: We will good. If you take no-thing else from this meet Eli. I want you to think about the big of that word alone. say as no other ever could have before. as our final well-inform past President Hoover tour. take that word. where other only fail. Those crime hostage people of Germany. .European Affair could be of great use. they now make see to a voice which stand as they should have before.” the Senator said. has just make to us all. It dumb people poor at the easy fate their own not of action have make on them. that our action come the death and suffer of million and this will change now. point out my window at his driver still stand under umbrella. Herbert Hoover convey we.
“Now with the Soviet. our not of good action.” “We make the differ. is the only enemy. carry with them not just their own hope-less future but those of their past enemy – our ally – as well. suffer their wound of war. and watch quiet as each new time good become the next time bad.both good and bad alike. where our spite fill mad. the only weapon. for never again has no except. With the Marshall Plan. 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. fought by . Today. and a poor Germany can no long serve this end. have be far more entertain than was guess for the agent of Ally power. a new type of war is born out of suffer fuel bad information alone. Their try to far them-self from their hunger neighbor in West Germany. the hunger and bad that follow. we are see an bad there. “suffer their own postwar bad. We will not do it again.” I sat still look at the rain out-side. to a crime that will now and again be our own for do no-thing note-worth to stop. right now Eli.” the Senator say. Son.
down to the note-book soft leather bind now hold firm in my hand. let my see drift past his perfect smile. serve me as your father did and we will go place you can only dream. follow my feet back into the rain. know path. This is your do.” I look back into the Senator eyes. and with a single pull of the other.” “Though I am a will agree in this new war. it is only those who be in-the-know. and the spy who serve this war of know wild trade in bad information. Son. . who will be in control of this truth. And I will not be victim by our plan to bring peace and freedom to this world.govern agency of lie.
as Europe. as local tense make to pull us away to more big duty. two year had pass since the end of the war and the begin of our move. with-out it industry heart-land to keep it machine in motion.003 – Part 4 Think T rick walk the soil east of Germany in need of this ever more gone mountain fort. near half of Germany people was to be kill by the stop of . Hunger and bad spread. Split in two. stop to move as a whole. strip to the shelf and stop by the Ally Morgenthau Plan. Postwar reconstruct of Europe delay around us.
Agent Cholmers. The Russian.” I finish her think.international food. Safe cloak by this bad. through-out their take land. Europe live in bad. have not only with million of their own soldier at war end. give the Russian kill of Nazi. “that can real happen?” . We are too late. find my-self back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun some year ago. but million of–” “Move the mountain. win move the next war horizon ever close. “This real is it?” I ask our Field Chief. Time was now limit. 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. The Mountain you are look for is now the flat we stand on. “This flat is surprise less mountain like than I had begin been lead to think. “It is not so hard idea. our project.” I stare blank. Where is the mountain? Where is the fort?” “They are not here any-more. win hung in the balance.
” my look make it-self. which it-self if tall. around your under mountain fort.” “Good!” I exclaim. There no-thing here. they form a perfect circle at the center of this flat. the rock of your past mountain fort just as like join their final march. First the Nazi. gravel every new road and rail for a thousand mile east of here. Agent Cholmers. With most big.” – walk away from my long-wind friend. like the rest of us. this site be it exist. would have form a hill the height your soldier had it at. this entire land was empty of not military person. “I do not see that. See these ring. erase this war damage right along with history it-self. With it only eye-witness – their prisoner – all then ship to Siberia.She nod back happy. “Here have a look at this person report. make their new found force labor. need the . “just a matter of man-power.” “Even better. as she tail along with-out lose a beat – “then the Russian. never to be seen or more big heard from again. with map in hand I check her fact. follow the war.” “See.
You do not need something to look for no-thing. now look in by the window of the cafe. ~~~ “Is that much?” I ask the cafe cashier. we go into the ever dark city that was Berlin. I notice the same two men I had note before. my radio man. until an bad crime last word reach us. 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. Project Pro ect stop. follow the honor of our Berlin Air-lift. in an ignore look small apartment on the second floor across the street from our goal. if only mind. Some more year had pass since my last trip of this project. He smile my answer. I await their come. if only for the time and be rather bore as of late. With war team in motion.more need of it plan. was late. out fetch food. The Russian had go. Turn to walk out. Take this begin. while present. Quick turn back to the .
the shadow I fear move as a man. I ask for the bath-room. “excuse me. I step out into the alley-way continue my way back to the apartment. a market or some large hold of common person it appear.” make my way into the safe of the herd. It was not even lock. a row of them. “Pardon me. I turn casual count safe harbor. a less of light with which to plan my think of these mystery locks. turn fast open his news-paper. What meet of jab and turn were have to make a quick escape? I think as a shadow. and I with my food made our way down that hall-way to a door at the end. and push with-out think to the close group of people across the street. Left then . Once on the street. Behind me. A second man.” same with the crowd. my eyes move my panic only true fact. I grip our food tight. into the other alleyway. he point to the left. I move ever deep into it size. while look for some mean I was not just be fear. I move with the door lock. make bad my plan.cashier. Not look back again. just as luck turn the door handle for me. look up and down the street.
down a staircase ever to my escape. with two column in front of it glass-house display window. Though I wait. A corner door at the end of the next block call me on. I jump across the street. I ran down their alley and between a row of deliver truck. Look around for my make. I focus on the window reflect look right then behind me over and again. stuff into it clerk hand. but no bad person were to be seen. no-thing came. as I look left into the reflect of the bombed-out city that was Berlin. “Thank you. . 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. on the other side.right. A use clothe store. Stop the door behind me. I hid up against them. The store-front came. and I run out the front street entrant. Step caution out of my hide place. got my last wad of cash. as soon as I broke their line of sight. right at the alley-way I had move from. seal the deal. This is where they will come from if they were follow me. My breath grew deep. across the street. look into the store reflect of the intersect I had just come from behind me.” move out their back-door.
” I said. With food still in tow and none the worse for wear. “our food is cold. across the street from the Russian place. “and your war has begun.” . I enter our thin hide look post. As I close the door.freedom mine to lose. said.” hand him the cafe bag. Cholmers look up. I found my make and quick walk the few block back to our apartment. “nice hat. Mr. fear fully swallow. ever mind full of those who might be watch me.
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explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself. this series of psychological short stories. and with this eraser it all begins again. agents of allied power. inside a plain building. . that they would.Summary An epic adventure into misunderstanding. ~~~ Beyond this boring town. then they should leaving no one asking why. goes that letter. On the eve of the last genocide and the morning of the next. on a single file under a new eraser. That they could. where stands an insignificant letter between a brief moment of peace and the freedom only war can bring. justifying their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purposeful war.
more only makes us stronger. Among a people who can wholeheartedly be convinced to drag any stone to the top of any hill. it is surely that we can do more together than ever apart. Yet if our history exhibits anything more than our gross capacity for violence. though no body or group ever assembled has thought more freely by increasing its number. dig faster and deeper.Preface – English S adly. travel farther for cheaper. climb higher for longer. among those tasks which we excel so greatly in numbers in. corruption. you will not find an unguided majority who will agree with . usury. Wherever we have come together in pursuit of this task: only decadence. and deception thereof. The number of tasks a group can excel beyond the individual is countless: Together we hunt greater and gather more. thinking cannot be counted. stagnation and subjugation ensue.
weak and unsure. becomes the followed intellectual tyranny of a me. for they can't be wrong if they all agree. For where you were fallible. but once they must fall it'll be this Fragment Earth. Because when thinking.what should be done with it once it is there. they that are bound are undeniably pure. the familiar physical grouping of we. So they'll unite. and they'll all agree if they'll all just think like me. defying them all. .
” “No. I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why aren't we out there plying the oceans–” what Jameson. 1945 – “ M aybe. they just didn't want to get it too wet. sinking Axis merchant vessels? Winning the war for King and Country? It's over mate you got here–” “Good “And Morning. Lads.003 – Chapter 1 Watch – The North Sea. Anything to report?” . October 3. Europe.
“something more interesting than nothing would be going on here. Sir.” he silently presented an equally empty sheet of paper. Clarry. “Yes. terribly gruesome.” Clarry replied stoically.” “Fair enough. “You'd think. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correctly.” and seeing the respect.“No new contacts. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook joined the living?” “Another half an hour I should expect.” . not yet had my tea. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch.” “Be about your business then– Is this my newspaper you've been reading?” “Yes.” “And the log.” handing me the newspaper's photo page.” “I'd be alone if I did.” he replied cautiously. “more camps found then?” “Yes.” I replied.” I yielded to curiosity. “pictures this time too.
Sir. Look at them. which is why they call it war. “The Armenians.” I condemned.” “This is war. If you spend too much time watching one card. just for being Christian – or so we are told – but mostly it was just for being.” Clarry looked up as though the light behind me held his truth. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on your shoulders. starved to the bone they are. “You are as ignorant as the day is long. or even our own Irish. draw your own conclusion.“Have a heart. more than a million. Horrible things happen. Clarry. and never forget your role is to understand why. It was neither fair nor right. without losing focus on the possibility. the Turks wanted them off their lands so they slaughtered the majority of them in pursuit of such. the Ukrainians. Just because it happened yesterday does not make it any less important than the Armenians. The important thing is that you take note of these events from every source possible. that you have yet to see the bigger picture. feeling helpless and sorry for . you will forget there is a game being played. World War One.
” Jameson responded. Either way.” “Not that war is required. then war is your game. “Back in the thirties.” he asked with a note of panic.” I resumed. “but hardly our finest hour either. while to them.” Jameson chimed in. we had a hand in on.” I continued. I should think a neutral court would have . And.” “Surely. remember the Irish potato famine– Capitalist Ireland. “Described the Ukrainian starvation. pausing to adjust the maps on my table.anyone with a story to tell. It's like this every few years.” Clarry focused. “Captain. “Our Russian counterparts on the shore there would have described–” “Our counterparts. Stalin starved ten million Ukrainians to death in the name of his Socialist reform. Ireland.” “Nothing intentional. “are we being watched?” “Safer to assume we are than not. shipping us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of starvation. we had nothing to do with that. “as unintentional.” I said.
.” “I never thought of it quite like that. Hitler. Goering and Goebbels?” “No. So. “Marxists.” “Who. Clarry. it says. Sir?” Clarry.” I said. Homosexuals and Jews it says these were. where after belief changes the value of their inability to see any other option. any other choice into a triumph it never was.” “Nobody walks into a sword willingly: “No. in the face of those that survive to idealize and benefit from their loss.” Clarry said. those they were to murder– Social deviants believed to be politically unreliable to the Nazi's cause.” “Martyrs they were then.found us both culpable. Their death punctuates a victorious failure. Not until we've misunderstood the lesson. . “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. they died for what they believed in?” “So we are to believe. ducking his head back behind my newspaper..
without regard for themselves. there is nothing wrong with being anything. to act based on overwhelming opinion became that which once oppressed them. just another bully pushing . that others might sacrifice their own will to them in the name of their legend. further plumbing the depths of their failure as though a noble fruition lay at its end. 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. the Nazis invented an unsubstantiated belief system. are pushed.they fall on it. “wishful thinking on the behalf of its tellers?” “Much like the Marxists they opposed. you become as they all were. which in forcing on others.” “The legend of Martyrdom is a lesson after and above the facts?” Asked Jameson.” “But is there anything wrong with being Marxist?” “So long as your practices are neither insidious nor hostile. You can believe the sky is green. or stabbed. but as soon as you force an unsupported belief onto others.
They failed.” “And anyone trying to tell you they are more than dead. They failed to understand what was in front of them. they're all just dead. 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. is someone worse than even those that murdered them. a noble example based in our truths. and who's going to stop them? No one sees the legend making . as ours: That they died for what we believe in. could emerge above their lesson. “They weren't successful Clarry. they are dead.” the Legend of the Martyr. not theirs. Jameson. it is that I could only hope others would benefit by not repeating my inability to survive. They all failed.” “Dragging everyone else along with them.” I stepped back. what was behind them.people around. there are no willing Martyrs. Sir?” “That what I did. they are the would be profiteers of murderers. but through the impunity of legend. what was brewing across the seas.” “But their lesson.
or the future sacrifice it affords its makers. to survive every day. and anything beyond that is as you say forbidden.” I leaned in.” “The glorification of Martyrdom is the gateway by which the living invite the nearly dead. No one would ever question the integrity of the dead.” “No.” . No one even sees there is a game. we're not Martyrs.” “Such a thought is forbidden. unspoken. 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.game. “we're just dead. for all who would admire their failure to survive.” said Clarry. “We see what we are told we can see. into a choiceless life based in the opinion of belief.
. how did this happen?” “Subcontracting. Damn it all. Cholmers. “Who was that. They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people.” inspiration's audacity . my Liege?” “Three guesses.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. and you just know they're up there getting all the glory while we wait for scraps here at the end of the table..
I'll leave funding that one up to you– We are not here for nothing! If we do not have something worth looking into.said for me. so they can take actions that matter. “that rages across the land. with us as its tenders.A. why are we still here?” “That is exactly how it starts. now.” – until my traitorous ego betrayed my escape.S. An information wildfire. Not this dismal secondhand trickle we've seen since the end of the war. We are here to create information that matters for men that matter. not just the whimpering O. “I am aware of that theory.I. Secondhand trickles require no one to tend to them.” “You have a point you know..” life drained from the Boss' face. people may start asking why we are here at all.” he fanned his hands. “Yes. – “We are the C.S. which I began as casually as possible. signaling my exit. “we need our own submarines!” “Cute. and still edging backwards. but there cannot always be something for us to do now can there?” .” I said now halfway across the room. to create more matters for us to be concerned about.
but even that proved more than was tolerable. “You ask me.The Boss shivered noticeably.” I fiddled with the door's handle.” he bellowed me backwards. and as time ripened it was generally recognized.” I continued quickly enough that I might not be heard at all.” a competent army is not something that can be done simply. And if you do not want your job to become history. “You need to find us something to do!” “Raising .” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. and then too just not have wars. Initially. “Strategic Service. shouldn't we have been disbanded with the troops?” “Our jobs are not theory. sealing my fate. Armies are not disbanded. whereas eternal war asks little more than participation of the unending masses we've suffered since time dawned. or cheaply. we got through these lean peace years changing only our capacity. it is only one that tempers the other. These aren't the Dark-Ages. “is only applicable during wartime. It's simply too expensive to have wars. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next. “and there's never not been a war on somewhere.
“Germany's tyrannies. drawing our stare. Reverse the tables . I made my escape down the long sterile halls of Central Intelligence. simultaneously in control of everything and nothing. day after day.” I interjected. Our original mandate. “you know the pages upon pages of death notices that came.” he dismissed. back in the Great War. A madness called power he said it was. theirs all fell apart. “they were hunted for what they were not... Or was it a power called madness?” “They were not hunted for what they were. found ourselves with a front row seat to man's darkest hour.” stated Jameson.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. “Just something the postman once said delivering newspapers. where often I wandered both lost in thought and direction.Leaving that kettle to stew. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had enough bodies.. On that day our game changed as we. year after year. We had spent years perfecting their destruction and as all our plans fell together..
hunger though. give it enough steam and the abused will always become the abuser. I handed the page back to Clarry. “what a horrible way to go. guilty of everything they once reproached their own oppressors of. “but starved to death. “Killing Consider the Americans though.” “But–” “Don't let me think for you. Whether with bullets or brain washings. factories of death. sacrifice in their name. that's damned demoralizing to have to watch.” Finished looking over the photos. mobile execution squads. manipulate to their ends. Clarry.” he said.. 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. The danger lies in how many they infect toward their cause. gas chambers. enslave and murder that they themselves might live to the end of that day. they have .” I suggested.” “Individually governed mass-hysteria.” pits..tomorrow.
” . “They should not..” I said turning to walk out. The rules change. otherwise free citizens robbed of their basic rights. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie. possessed the same ability to rain down hell.” “Me and mine?” Asked Jameson.. They are not starved to death. Sir!” “When the balloons go up.” “We hit them good. the way the Americans and our own boys did in Germany. if ever. And the lights go out. been waiting there long?” “Don't forget us incurables. nor treated poorly. but they survive. but were the Americans ever bombed relentlessly? The Japanese have rarely...” “Would be a far different world if they did not. poorly is a relative term I should think their prisoners would readily dispute. Sir.their camps. They've filled them with their politically unreliable prisoners.” “Well. from on high.” “Indeed Sir. Captain– overslept again. you'll cure your ignorance on someone else's watch. now give me that paper.
“It failed to make mention of you actually. and asked. arm thrust up in the fascist's manner. broke his attention smiling back. “can I interest anyone in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks. I thought. but if you would like–” “Anyone who wasn't them.” ~~~ There is something to that. marking a height he could never achieve.” “So. “to win the fascist's race. your usual gruel will suit me just fine.” I smiled up inquisitively at his hand. “no matter how larger than life you are? You will always measure up short.” Cookie snapped to full attention. “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 .” Cookie. it should have said. as my aimless wander progressed into the familiarity of mission making. “You must be at least this big.” with his hand held level.
but what?” I wondered while erasing the 'j' from the superfluous Project.. that's my desk. I dismissed my slipping grip in a blink. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was . The title can wait. Two allied warriors straddling their vanquished foe. With their problems solved there is nothing left to be done.” “Let's see..we had to justify it on arrival. and bent my brain around the task at hand. “Maybe one has something the other does not?” ~~~ “There were three of them. “Hey.... Where is our peace bridging crusade? I puzzled. “but I only saw the two last time I was there. 'Project:' the label ambushed me with its daunting emptiness. switching the phone to the other ear.” I sat down.. “I really only caught a glimpse. “Project: Project.” I said. Surely though these allies have a gripe. This is where most stories fade to black. lifting a new folder from my drawer.” “Good looking?” Asked Arie. feeding the space its own word as I wrote.
forgoing anyone else. “jealousy makes the world go around– Now you say there are three of them. acceptable. Mr. “He's one step ahead of me.” “Playing to one draws the rest?” I asked. nearly invisible and each will believe they are the other– Take whoever advances first.” “Not even allowed inside?” “No. “Only if they're insecure. The solution to and cause of all their worries.” . I stared intently at his covert goings-on. “Their greatest pursuit and weakness.” “So what's your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. Play this game right and you'll have them all. there will be one of each flavor: overbearing.in talking with the Senator. across the aisle. I'd never get past the butler. Cholmers.” Arie continued. as my phone replied.” Arie replied. If I know socialites.
hunching in closer to my quarried file preventing revelation's escape.” I continued.” “We have something they should have.003 – Chapter 3 We “ T hey have something we do not have.. it cannot be an issue of volume.” “They have something we should have... but what?” “From the reports I've seen. No. we got everything. It must be something specific. “The Russians have taken more from Germany than we have. That is better. Too obvious....” ... but had we missed something.
some random Joe. “The Soviets have something we need. “got what?” . I darted. “Boss!” In through the door of his outer office.If their lay a definitive answer to Project Pro ect. *** And there it is. would come up with plans to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanism of relative importance. Cholmers. Typically. it would be in the interrogation files.” and those files held the key to realizing what that was. “Boss!” “Yes. did you?” “I got it!” He smiled nervously. wandering through a house stealing silverware. These people hid things in the darnedest places. ducking the Secretary's glare. off like a rocket up the stairs. so I never shirked the tougher stuff as it was always a promising read. I shed papers all the way. *** Weeks passed as I read interview after interview of personnel from the war. The menials had the most interesting discoveries by far.
just as you say.Mountain Redoubt from which Hitler made his last stand– Something the Russians have which we do not. now have we?” “We are not even certain one exists.” I said. but–” “Precisely. but–” a Holy Grail!” He said fanning his one free hand. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fortress is not in Bavaria. It is desperate.. with its rather elaborate underground. Which we later confirmed to be the Alpine Redoubt we'd heard so much chatter about. The Berghof. was not it at all. All they ever found was Hitler's mountaintop residence. “outside a single less-than-clear report from one of our liaisons. This Fortress. thinking that “Cholmers..” he “The condemned. we've looked. “with teams of researchers. leading to a field search of Bavaria and reports stacked so high no one will ever bother us again. “and we have never found. The Bavarian Fortress!” “Bavaria is already in our hands. which over time satisfied all curiosities and the two myths .” I interrupted.
The possibility of their existence is all we need for hope to gaze ever favorably upon our quest..of Alpine and Bavarian Redoubts faded into one. as my binoculars showed me a less-than-spectacular . my Liege. the real fortress is not even in Germany as we know it today.” he smiled on me.” “Just as you say. likely Soviet-occupied Bohemian. “because none of that defied my point. should we have a formal reason for wanting them?” “You mean more than– I shouldn't think so. Czechoslovakia. to the east. something we can posses.” ~~~ “I always knew I'd see me dead and buried.” “But this was never The Great Southern Fortress from which the Nazis might make their last stand. sliding up through the brush two hundred yards out. are the plans.. It is in the land the Bavarian tribes were pushed out of eons ago.” I thought aloud.” The Boss raised an eyebrow. which should not be too difficult to establish. “Now more important than its location.
gathering around my open grave. still standing in the disbelief we both now shared for the black limousine pulling to the curb beyond. I focused in on him. My curiosity abandoned him in pursuit of this spectacle's purpose. my desperate look back at the car's . show me some respect. stepping carefully around this pouring rain's puddles. gossiping revelers but seeing none.” it stopped just short of my grave. “who could this be?” My bursting smile asked itself as a man stepped out. I'd not expected anything too substantial but this was pathetic. this car rolls not for me. “That's no hearse.” I demanded quietly of those gawking. I settled in for their show. all except one soul. “Come on. though he looked more like a butler I vaguely knew. ~~~ “Look at this.crowd. “these shoes will be ruined. A driver it appeared to be. and my service's end found its faithful few scurrying from this emerging rain's wrath. I focused in on his fading shadow.” This had better be worth my while.” I sighed. Half an hour passed.
hoping pointlessly this might trigger some reaction. I reached down. staring into the grave. “Mr. thinking surely he had to have heard my soggy footsteps. before exhaling over the drizzling rain. but their stagnate retort alone pushed me onward. toward the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. pausing for a minute. mourning. past the soaked figure still staring deathly into the grave. Still no motion. Despite my careful steps. I could feel the water I feared seeping into my socks. I could stand idly no longer. as I made my way huddled under umbrella. I stepped two steps closer. thinking this is what I'm going to hell for. grabbed a huge handful of dirt and . No acknowledgment came. bearing down on my own never-less-secure fate. I stopped far enough away that I might be anyone paying my respects and stood there. looking back at the limousine. feeling the weight it bore. Stepping forward. “Eli Dobriski?” I waited. Dobriski?” I asked the statue. but the shadow made no acknowledgment of my presence: remaining.darkened windows tried to say.
“was he?” . wet feet. what little I could see in this fading light.” I cannot say for certain my words were heard. as I waited. “Sigh. dirt-freehand. his steps joined mine. confronting him with dirt laden hand held out. like the worst handshake he might ever engage. Eli. he is waiting even now. told me I could do no more. He will be sorely missed.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine beside him. Looked deep into his dead-eyed face. closing the door. And before time forgot itself.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. I stopped at the front.finished my motion with a step back. I asked. and slow retreat toward the limousine. but my step back. Handing him my towel as he stepped in. alone with the rain for how long. Looking over into his bright eyes. listening – squishing quietly – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. guiding my follower to the back. and presented my reality.
I know you're not part of Morale Operations as your father was.” “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. and even your lowly station within European Affairs could be of great use.” “Now. and this will be sorely missed at home. I've made certain he moved ahead.” “Postwar Germany suffers this fate even now. Its misinformed citizens demise at the convenient fate their own lack of actions have . where others only fail. Eli. through the free flow of information your resource brings: We will prevail. the game we play has gone global. as our finally well-informed former President Hoover's tour.father and I had a special relationship. We'd known each other since Law School. But with our victory over Europe. has just revealed to us all. in this notebook are your contact numbers. he returned the favor and together we achieved far more than the sum of our parts. for as long as we've been friends.
we are . We. Those criminally hostage citizens of Germany.” the Senator said. I want you to think about the importance of that word alone. carry with them not just their own hopeless futures but those of their former enemies – our allies – as well. If you take nothing else from this meeting Eli. Eli. we. “We will not sit idly by and watch as yet another great people slip below the waves of poverty.” “As the greatest failure of our own great depression acts on this very day. right now Eli. the starvation and desperation that follow. is the bond that separates you from him. Today.brought upon them. take that word. suffering their wounds of war. pointing out my window at his driver still huddled under umbrella. for a crime and an ends. not entirely their own doing. that our actions precede the deaths and sufferings of millions and this will change now. But through his informed capability alone. Herbert Hoover conveys we. they now bear witness to a voice which stands as they should have before. both innocent and guilty alike. saying as no other ever could have before.
to a crime that will now and again be our own for doing nothing noteworthy to prevent. We will not do it again. . where our spite filled disconcert. a new type of war is born out of suffering fueled disinformation alone. and a distraught Germany can no longer serve this end. 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.” I sat still staring at the rain outside. “suffering their own postwar privations. With the Marshall Plan. “Now with the Soviets.” the Senator “We continued. our lack of positive action.” define the difference. the only weapon. Son.witnessing an atrocity there. have proven far more entertaining than was expected for the agents of Allied powers. and watch quietly as each new generation's innocence becomes the next generation's guilt. Their attempt to distance themselves from their starved neighbors in Western Germany. for never again has no exception. is the only perpetrator.
And I will not be victimized by our efforts to bring peace and freedom to this world. . it is only those who remain inthe-know. Son.fought by government agencies of propaganda.” I looked back into the Senator's eyes. and with a single pull of the other. who will remain in control of this truth. This is your role. followed my feet back into the rain.” “Though I am a willing participant in this new assault. and the spies who serve this war of information's lucrative trade in disinformation. let my gaze drift past his perfect smile. information conduit. serve me as your father did and we will go places you can only dream. down to the notebooks supple leather binding now clutched firmly in my hand.
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. as Europe. without its industrial heartland to keep its machines in motion. ceased to function as a whole. Postwar reconstruction of Europe delayed around us. as local tensions threatened to pull us away to more important duties. Hunger and privation spread. Split in two. stripped to the shelves and suppressed .
given the Russian's ruthless “They .by the Allies Morgenthau Plan. our project continued unabated. “This really is it?” I asked our Field Chief. We are too late. “This plateau is surprisingly less mountain like than I had originally been lead to imagine. finding myself back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun several years ago. Europe flailed in desperation. Time was now limited.” I starred blankly. Agent Cholmers. Where is the mountain? Where is the fortress?” are not here anymore. “It is not so terribly inconceivable. as our successes moved the next war's horizon ever closer. success hung in the balance. Safely cloaked by this turmoil. The Mountain you are looking for is now the plateau we stand on. nearly half of Germany's population was to be exterminated through the suppression of international relief. 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.
erased this war's damage right along with history itself. inundated not only with millions of their own soldiers at war's end. encompassing your under mountain fortress. but millions of–” “Moved the mountain. The Russians.extermination of Nazism. throughout their occupied territories. never to be seen or more important heard .” “See.” I finished her thought. employing their newly found forced labor. following the war. “Here have a look at this geologist's report. as she tailed along without losing a beat – “then the Russians. First the Nazis. they form a perfect circle at the center of this plateau. with map in hand I rechecked her facts. like the rest of us. which itself if taller. “merely a matter of manpower. would have formed a hill the height your liaison had it at.” – walking away from my long-winded colleague. this entire region was empty of nonmilitary personnel.” my stare defined itself. See these rings. With its only eyewitnesses – their prisoners – all then shipped to Siberia. “that can really happen?” She nodded back smugly.
from again. There's nothing here. “I don't see that. until an ailing criminal's last words reached us. Project Pro ect lingered. if only for the moment and proven rather boring as of late. this site proves its existence. With most important. justifying the further pursuit of its plans.” “Even better.” *** With a slow down in activity. the rock of your former mountain fortress just as likely joining their final march. if only psychologically. Agent Cholmers. They were a rambling confession of postwar Soviet operations that lead us to a depository of Russian gathered secrets. following the triumph of our Berlin Airlift.” “Fantastic!” I exclaimed. graveling every new road and rail for a thousand miles east of here. The Russians had retreated. Several more years had passed since my last trip related to . You don't need something to continue to look for nothing.
With borrowed assault team in motion. he pointed to the left.this project. I fiddled with the door's locks. was late. and I with my dinner made our way down that hallway toward a door at the end. I noticed the same two men I had noted before. now looking in through the window of the cafe. ~~~ “Is that enough?” I asked the cafe cashier. out fetching dinner. I asked for the bathroom. Taking this initiative. just as desperation . Turning to walk out. I awaited their arrival. What combination of jabs and turns were required to make a quick escape? I wondered as an approaching shadow. Quickly turning back to the cashier. a lessening of light with which to coordinate my cogitation of these mysterious manacles. while presently. He smiled my answer. in an innocuous looking small apartment on the second floor across the street from our mission objective. we settled into the ever darker city that was Berlin. my radio man. threatened to foil my plan. a row of them.
I gripped our dinner tight. A second man. It was not even locked. I began running down one aisle through a door into another section of the store. turned immediately opening his newspaper. “Pardon me. while looking for some confirmation I was not just being paranoid. into the opposing alleyway.” making my way into the safety of the herd.turned the door's handle for me. the shadow I feared emerged as a man. I turned casually counting safe harbors. my eyes darting my panic's only true register. and pushed without thought toward the closest cluster of witnesses across the street. I moved ever deeper into its fray. Looking around for my bearings. and I disappeared out the front street entrance. a market or some large gathering of common folk it appeared.” mingling with the crowd. I leapt . The storefront came. I stepped out into the alleyway resuming my way back to the apartment. “excuse me. Behind me. as soon as I broke their line of sight. Left then right. Not looking back again. Once on the street. down a staircase ever toward my escape. looking up and down the street.
which saw only his ugliest hat and coat cloaking my blurred. I hid up against them. I ran down their alley and between a row of delivery trucks. I concentrated on the window's reflection looking right then behind me over and again. This is where they will come from if they were following me.across the street. . sealing the deal. as I looked left into the reflection of the bombedout city that was Berlin. stuffed into its clerk's hand. with two columns in front of its glasshouse display window. Wedging the door behind me. fear fully swallowed. “Thank you. right at the alleyway I had emerged from. caught my last wad of cash. nothing came.” moving out their backdoor. My breath grew deep. but no suspicious characters were to be seen. freedom mine to lose. across the street. staring into the stores reflection of the intersection I had just come from behind me. Stepping cautiously out of my hiding place. A used clothing store. Though I waited. I found my bearings and quickly walked the few blocks back to our apartment. A corner door at the end of the next block beckoned me onward. on the opposite side.
I reentered our thinly disguised observation post. Cholmers looked up.” . “and your war has begun. remarking. across the street from the Russian depository. As I closed the door.” handing him the cafe bag. With dinner still in tow and none the worse for wear.” I replied. “nice hat. Mr. “our dinner is cold.ever mind full of those who might be watching me.