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Terpisah Bumi - 003 - Dingin Konsep (Indonesian Edition)

Terpisah Bumi - 003 - Dingin Konsep (Indonesian Edition)

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Sebuah petualangan epik ke kesalahpahaman, rangkaian cerita pendek psikologis, mengeksplorasi arti penting dari arti tidak berarti diabaikan oleh pemahaman itu sendiri.
 
Episod 003: Mudah Dilakukan
 
Sayangnya, di antara tugas-tugas yang kita unggul sehingga di nomor sangat dalam, berpikir tidak dapat dihitung. Namun jika sejarah kita menunjukkan sesuatu yang lebih dari kapasitas kotor kami untuk kekerasan, dan penipuan daripadanya, itu pasti yang bisa kita lakukan bersama-sama lebih dari sebelumnya terpisah. Jumlah tugas kelompok dapat unggul di luar individu adalah yang tak terhitung jumlahnya: Bersama kita berburu yang lebih besar dan mengumpulkan lebih banyak, perjalanan lebih jauh untuk lebih murah, lebih cepat dan menggali lebih dalam, untuk naik lebih tinggi lagi; lebih hanya membuat kita lebih kuat, meskipun ada badan atau kelompok pernah dirakit telah berpikir lebih bebas dengan meningkatkan nomornya.
Di mana pun kita datang bersama-sama dalam mengejar tugas ini: dekadensi saja, korupsi, riba, stagnasi dan penaklukan terjadi. Di antara orang-orang yang sepenuh hati dapat diyakinkan untuk menyeret setiap batu ke puncak bukit apapun, Anda tidak akan menemukan mayoritas terarah yang akan setuju dengan apa yang harus dilakukan dengan sekali itu ada. Karena ketika berpikir, pengelompokan fisik akrab kita, menjadi tirani intelektual diikuti dari saya. Karena di mana Anda bisa salah, lemah dan tidak yakin, mereka yang terikat tak dapat disangkal murni, karena mereka tidak bisa salah jika mereka semua setuju, dan mereka semua akan setuju jika mereka semua akan hanya berpikir seperti saya. 
 
Indonesia Edisi, Simple English Edition dan English Edition.
 
Baca bersama dengan dunia. Terpisah Bumi juga tersedia di: [Afrikanas]-Fragment Aarde, [Arab]-Фрагмента Земље, [Azerbaijan]-Qəlpə Yer, [Bahasa Albania]-Fragment Tokë, [Bahasa Inggris]-Fragment Earth, [Belanda]-Brokstuk Aarde, [Belarusia]-Фрагмент Зямлі, [Ceko]-Úlomek Svet, [Cina (Disederhanakan)]-分开地球, [Cina (Tradisional)]-片段地球, [Denmark]-Fragment Jord, [Estonia]-Kild Maa, [Filipina]-Kaputol Mundo, [Finlandia]-Pirstovat Maapallon, [Galician]-Fragmentos Terra, [Haiti Kreol]-Fragmante Latè, [Hongaria]-Repesz Föld, [Ibrani]-כדור הארץ רסיס, [Irlandia]-Ilroinnt Cré, [Islandia]-Aðskilja Jörð, [Italia]-Frammento Terra, [Jepang]-フラグメント 地球, [Jerman]-Bruchstück Erde, [Katalan]-Fragment Terra, [Korea]-부서진 조각 이승, [Kroasia]-Fragmenti Zemlja, [Lapisan]-Banatu Lurra, [Latvia]-Fragments Zeme, [Macedonia]-Фрагмент Земјата, [Malta]-Framment Earth, [Melayu]-Serpihan Bumi, [Norwegia]-Fragmenter Jord, [Portugis]-Fragmento Terra, [Prancis]-Fragment Terre, [Rumania]-Sfarâmatura Pamânt, [Rusia]-Фрагмент Земле, [Semir]-Ulomek Ziemia, [Serbia]-Фрагмента Земље, [Slovakia]-Úlomok Zem, [Slovenia]-Locenih Zemlja, [Spanyol]-Fragmento Tierra, [Swahili]-Fragment Ardhi, [Swedia]-Brottstycke Jord, [Thailand]-แยก พื้นโลก, [Turki]-Kirinti Topraklamak, [Ukraina]-Фрагмент Землі, [Welsh]-Dameidiog Ddaear, [Yiddi]-פראַגמענט ערד, dan [Yunani]-Θραύσμα Γη.
 
Kata Kunci: epik petualangan, salah paham, psikologis singkat cerita, berarti makna, membosankan kota, berkas penghapus, genosida, sekutu agen, rahasia agen, kebenaran perang, pengaruh pengaruh yang, kelompok berpikir, sejarah pameran, kekerasan penipuan, kebersamaan, pemburu mengumpulkan, murah perjalanan, cepat menggali lebih, naik lebih tinggi, bebas berpikir, dekadensi korupsi, riba stagnasi, penaklukan, monumen bangunan, membimbing mayoritas, fisik kelompok, intelektual tirani, menentang fasisme, utara laut eropa, kapal selam thermopylae, sumbu pedagang pembuluh, raja dan negara, angkatan laut tempur, angkatan laut pengamatan, sejarah surat kabar, kasual pencurian, lebih tidur, konsentrasi kamp, kasih sayang tidak, armenia genosida, armenia bencana, armenia pembantaian, kejahatan besar, teror kelaparan di, kelaparan-genosida di ukraina, stalin holodomor, kelaparan dari ukraina, irlandia kentang kelaparan, kelaparan besar irlandia, membuat pikiran an
Sebuah petualangan epik ke kesalahpahaman, rangkaian cerita pendek psikologis, mengeksplorasi arti penting dari arti tidak berarti diabaikan oleh pemahaman itu sendiri.
 
Episod 003: Mudah Dilakukan
 
Sayangnya, di antara tugas-tugas yang kita unggul sehingga di nomor sangat dalam, berpikir tidak dapat dihitung. Namun jika sejarah kita menunjukkan sesuatu yang lebih dari kapasitas kotor kami untuk kekerasan, dan penipuan daripadanya, itu pasti yang bisa kita lakukan bersama-sama lebih dari sebelumnya terpisah. Jumlah tugas kelompok dapat unggul di luar individu adalah yang tak terhitung jumlahnya: Bersama kita berburu yang lebih besar dan mengumpulkan lebih banyak, perjalanan lebih jauh untuk lebih murah, lebih cepat dan menggali lebih dalam, untuk naik lebih tinggi lagi; lebih hanya membuat kita lebih kuat, meskipun ada badan atau kelompok pernah dirakit telah berpikir lebih bebas dengan meningkatkan nomornya.
Di mana pun kita datang bersama-sama dalam mengejar tugas ini: dekadensi saja, korupsi, riba, stagnasi dan penaklukan terjadi. Di antara orang-orang yang sepenuh hati dapat diyakinkan untuk menyeret setiap batu ke puncak bukit apapun, Anda tidak akan menemukan mayoritas terarah yang akan setuju dengan apa yang harus dilakukan dengan sekali itu ada. Karena ketika berpikir, pengelompokan fisik akrab kita, menjadi tirani intelektual diikuti dari saya. Karena di mana Anda bisa salah, lemah dan tidak yakin, mereka yang terikat tak dapat disangkal murni, karena mereka tidak bisa salah jika mereka semua setuju, dan mereka semua akan setuju jika mereka semua akan hanya berpikir seperti saya. 
 
Indonesia Edisi, Simple English Edition dan English Edition.
 
Baca bersama dengan dunia. Terpisah Bumi juga tersedia di: [Afrikanas]-Fragment Aarde, [Arab]-Фрагмента Земље, [Azerbaijan]-Qəlpə Yer, [Bahasa Albania]-Fragment Tokë, [Bahasa Inggris]-Fragment Earth, [Belanda]-Brokstuk Aarde, [Belarusia]-Фрагмент Зямлі, [Ceko]-Úlomek Svet, [Cina (Disederhanakan)]-分开地球, [Cina (Tradisional)]-片段地球, [Denmark]-Fragment Jord, [Estonia]-Kild Maa, [Filipina]-Kaputol Mundo, [Finlandia]-Pirstovat Maapallon, [Galician]-Fragmentos Terra, [Haiti Kreol]-Fragmante Latè, [Hongaria]-Repesz Föld, [Ibrani]-כדור הארץ רסיס, [Irlandia]-Ilroinnt Cré, [Islandia]-Aðskilja Jörð, [Italia]-Frammento Terra, [Jepang]-フラグメント 地球, [Jerman]-Bruchstück Erde, [Katalan]-Fragment Terra, [Korea]-부서진 조각 이승, [Kroasia]-Fragmenti Zemlja, [Lapisan]-Banatu Lurra, [Latvia]-Fragments Zeme, [Macedonia]-Фрагмент Земјата, [Malta]-Framment Earth, [Melayu]-Serpihan Bumi, [Norwegia]-Fragmenter Jord, [Portugis]-Fragmento Terra, [Prancis]-Fragment Terre, [Rumania]-Sfarâmatura Pamânt, [Rusia]-Фрагмент Земле, [Semir]-Ulomek Ziemia, [Serbia]-Фрагмента Земље, [Slovakia]-Úlomok Zem, [Slovenia]-Locenih Zemlja, [Spanyol]-Fragmento Tierra, [Swahili]-Fragment Ardhi, [Swedia]-Brottstycke Jord, [Thailand]-แยก พื้นโลก, [Turki]-Kirinti Topraklamak, [Ukraina]-Фрагмент Землі, [Welsh]-Dameidiog Ddaear, [Yiddi]-פראַגמענט ערד, dan [Yunani]-Θραύσμα Γη.
 
Kata Kunci: epik petualangan, salah paham, psikologis singkat cerita, berarti makna, membosankan kota, berkas penghapus, genosida, sekutu agen, rahasia agen, kebenaran perang, pengaruh pengaruh yang, kelompok berpikir, sejarah pameran, kekerasan penipuan, kebersamaan, pemburu mengumpulkan, murah perjalanan, cepat menggali lebih, naik lebih tinggi, bebas berpikir, dekadensi korupsi, riba stagnasi, penaklukan, monumen bangunan, membimbing mayoritas, fisik kelompok, intelektual tirani, menentang fasisme, utara laut eropa, kapal selam thermopylae, sumbu pedagang pembuluh, raja dan negara, angkatan laut tempur, angkatan laut pengamatan, sejarah surat kabar, kasual pencurian, lebih tidur, konsentrasi kamp, kasih sayang tidak, armenia genosida, armenia bencana, armenia pembantaian, kejahatan besar, teror kelaparan di, kelaparan-genosida di ukraina, stalin holodomor, kelaparan dari ukraina, irlandia kentang kelaparan, kelaparan besar irlandia, membuat pikiran an

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Berdiri Melawan Pembajakan.................3 Kata pengantar – Indonesia.....................6 003 – Bab 1..................................................8 003 – Bab 2................................................18 003 – Bab 3................................................29 003 – Bab 4................................................42 Berikutnya > Episod 004.........................51 Preface – Simple English........................56 003 – Part 1...............................................58 003 – Part 2...............................................66 003 – Part 3...............................................75 003 – Part 4...............................................85 Preface – English.....................................97 003 – Chapter 1........................................99 003 – Chapter 2......................................107 003 – Chapter 3......................................116 003 – Chapter 4......................................127 Next > Episode 004................................135

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Ketersediaan
Baca bersama dengan dunia. Terpisah Bumi juga tersedia di: Afrikanas, Arab, Azerbaijan, Bahasa Albania, Bahasa Inggris, Belanda, Belarusia, Ceko, Cina (Disederhanakan), Cina (Tradisional), Denmark, Estonia, Filipina, Finlandia, Galician, Haiti Kreol, Hongaria, Ibrani, Irlandia, Islandia, Italia, Jepang, Jerman, Katalan, Korea, Kroasia, Lapisan, Latvia, Macedonia, Malta, Melayu, Norwegia, Portugis, Prancis, Rumania, Rusia, Semir, Serbia, Slovakia, Slovenia, Spanyol, Swahili, Swedia, Thailand, Turki, Ukraina, Welsh, Yiddi, dan Yunani. Cari episode berikutnya di manapun buku yang dijual, dan selalu di home-page kami.

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Terpisah Bumi

Pembuahan

Episod 003

Dingin Konsep

“Mudah Dilakukan”

Indonesia Edisi

Ringkasan
Sebuah petualangan epik ke kesalahpahaman, rangkaian cerita pendek psikologis, mengeksplorasi arti penting dari arti tidak berarti diabaikan oleh pemahaman itu sendiri. ~~~ Di luar kota ini membosankan, di dalam sebuah bangunan biasa, pada file tunggal di bawah penghapus baru, di mana berdiri sebuah surat yang tidak signifikan antara sesaat perdamaian dan kebebasan hanya dapat membawa perang, pergi surat itu, dan dengan penghapus ini semuanya dimulai lagi. Pada malam genosida terakhir dan pagi, agen berikutnya kekuasaan sekutu, membenarkan kebenaran mereka mulai mengorbankan luar yang meletakkan perang tujuan. Bahwa mereka bisa, bahwa mereka akan, maka mereka harus meninggalkan tidak ada yang bertanya mengapa.

Kata pengantar – Indonesia

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ayangnya, di antara tugas-tugas yang kita

unggul sehingga di nomor sangat dalam, berpikir tidak dapat dihitung. Namun jika sejarah kita menunjukkan sesuatu yang lebih dari kapasitas kotor kami untuk kekerasan, dan penipuan daripadanya, itu pasti yang bisa kita lakukan bersama-sama lebih dari sebelumnya terpisah. Jumlah tugas kelompok dapat unggul di luar individu adalah yang tak terhitung jumlahnya: Bersama kita berburu yang lebih besar dan mengumpulkan lebih banyak, perjalanan lebih jauh untuk lebih murah, lebih cepat dan menggali lebih dalam, untuk naik lebih tinggi lagi; lebih hanya membuat kita lebih kuat, meskipun ada badan atau kelompok pernah dirakit telah berpikir lebih bebas dengan meningkatkan nomornya. Di mana pun kita datang bersama-sama dalam mengejar tugas ini: dekadensi saja,

korupsi, riba, stagnasi dan penaklukan terjadi. Di antara orang-orang yang sepenuh hati dapat diyakinkan untuk menyeret setiap batu ke puncak bukit apapun, Anda tidak akan menemukan mayoritas terarah yang akan setuju dengan apa yang harus dilakukan dengan sekali itu ada. Karena ketika berpikir, pengelompokan fisik akrab kita, menjadi tirani intelektual diikuti dari saya. Karena di mana Anda bisa salah, lemah dan tidak yakin, mereka yang terikat tak dapat disangkal murni, karena mereka tidak bisa salah jika mereka semua setuju, dan mereka semua akan setuju jika mereka semua akan hanya berpikir seperti saya. Jadi mereka akan bersatu, tapi begitu mereka harus jatuh itu akan menjadi Terpisah Bumi ini, menentang mereka semua.

003 – Bab 1

Menonton

- Laut Utara, Eropa, 3 Oktober 1945 “

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ungkin, mereka hanya tidak ingin

terlalu basah.” maksudku jika Thermopylae adalah sebuah kapal selam baru mengapa kita tidak di luar sana lapis lautan-” apa Jameson, tenggelam kapal Sumbu pedagang? Memenangkan perang untuk Raja dan Negara? Ini lebih pasangan Anda tiba di sini-”
“Baik Pagi, Pemuda. Apa saja untuk “Dan “Tidak,

melaporkan?”
“Tidak ada kontak baru, Tuan!” “Nada itu turun takik, Clarry;. Belum

punya teh saya”
“Dan log,” ia diam-diam disajikan lembar

sama kertas kosong.
“Anda akan berpikir,” Aku menjawab,

“sesuatu yang lebih menarik daripada tidak sama akan terjadi di sini.”
“Aku akan sendirian jika saya lakukan,

Pak.” tentang bisnis Anda, makaApakah ini koran saya, Anda sudah membaca?”
“Ya,” jawabnya hati-hati. “Kami baru sampai dan sudah Anda ke “Jadilah

gigi saya? Lipat dengan benar,” dan melihat penghormatan, “memiliki kembali di meja saya dengan sarapan-Apakah juru masak kami bergabung hidup?”
“Satu

lagi setengah jam aku harus

berharap.”
“Cukup adil,” Saya menghasilkan rasa

ingin tahu, “kubu lebih banyak ditemukan itu?”
“Ya,” jawab Clarry tenang, “gambar kali

ini juga,” sambil menyodorkan foto halaman surat kabar itu.
“Ya, sangat mengerikan.” “Memiliki hati, Pak. Lihatlah mereka,

kelaparan tulang mereka.”
“Ini perang, Clarry. Hal yang mengerikan

terjadi. Hanya karena terjadi kemarin tidak membuatnya kurang penting daripada orang Armenia, orang Ukraina, atau bahkan Irlandia kita sendiri. Yang penting adalah bahwa Anda mencatat peristiwa ini dari berbagai sumber, menarik kesimpulan sendiri, dan tidak pernah melupakan peran Anda adalah untuk memahami mengapa, tanpa kehilangan fokus pada kemungkinan, bahwa Anda belum melihat gambaran yang lebih besar. Jika Anda menghabiskan terlalu banyak waktu menonton satu kartu, Anda akan lupa ada permainan yang dimainkan.” Clarry mendongak seolah-olah cahaya di belakang saya diadakan kebenaran-Nya. “Anda adalah sebagai bodoh sebagai hari

Stalin kelaparan sepuluh juta Ukraina mati atas nama reformasi Sosialis. Dan.” “Bukan berarti perang diperlukan. Perang Dunia Pertama. Anda ingin berjalan-jalan dengan beban dunia di pundak Anda.panjang. itulah sebabnya mereka menyebutnya perang.” “Tentunya. lebih dari satu juta. kami tidak ada hubungannya dengan itu. pengiriman kita semua kita bisa makan sementara lebih dari satu juta dari mereka sendiri meninggal karena kelaparan. maka perang adalah permainan Anda. . Ini seperti ini setiap beberapa tahun.” seru Jameson masuk “Kembali di tahun tiga puluhan. cukup untuk menjadi Kristen – atau lebih kita diberitahu – tapi sebagian besar hanya karena. merasa tak berdaya dan maaf untuk siapapun yang memiliki cerita sendiri. Turki menginginkan mereka dari tanah mereka sehingga mereka membantai mayoritas dari mereka dalam mengejar tersebut.” saya melanjutkan.” “Tidak disengaja. “Para Armenia. Itu tidak adil dan tidak benar. ingat kelaparan kentang di IrlandiaKapitalis Irlandia.” terfokus Clarry.” mengutuk saya. “Kapten.

saya harus berpikir lapangan netral akan menemukan kami berdua bersalah.” ia bertanya dengan nada panik. Hitler. ia mengatakan. “Marxis.” “Siapa. sedangkan untuk mereka. berhenti sejenak untuk menyesuaikan peta di meja saya. “kita diawasi?” “Lebih aman untuk mengasumsikan kita daripada tidak. “Rekan-rekan Rusia kami di pantai akan ada dijelaskan-” “Rekan-rekan kami.” kataku. “karena tidak disengaja. Jadi. merunduk kepalanya ke belakang di belakang koran saya.” kata Clarry. Irlandia.” jawab Jameson.“tapi hampir jam terbaik kami baik. Homoseksual dan Yahudi itu mengatakan ini adalah. . kelaparan Ukraina. Goering dan Goebbels?” mereka mereka untuk membunuh-Sosial menyimpang diyakini secara politik tidak bisa diandalkan untuk penyebab Nazi.” “Saya tidak pernah memikirkan hal itu “Dijelaskan cukup seperti itu. Baik cara. kami memiliki tangan di atas. mereka “Tidak.” aku melanjutkan.

. pilihan lain ke dalam kemenangan itu tak pernah terjadi. Kematian mereka menyela kegagalan menang. didorong. “kita akan memiliki kita belajar telah kita menjadi mereka-A Martir diyakini menjadi salah satu yang kematiannya lebih lanjut mendefinisikan bahwa yang mereka berdiri melawan. Namun legenda Martir berjalan dengan mata yang stabil dan hati murni berfokus pada masa depan pengorbanan mereka memberi mereka yang akan mengikuti teladan mereka. bahwa . dimana setelah perubahan keyakinan nilai ketidakmampuan mereka untuk melihat pilihan lain.” “Tidak ada yang masuk ke pedang rela: mereka jatuh di atasnya. Pak?” “Tidak. Clarry.mati untuk apa yang mereka percaya?” “Jadi kita percaya. dalam menghadapi mereka yang bertahan hidup untuk menjunjung tinggi dan mendapatkan keuntungan dari kerugian mereka.. Tidak sampai kita salah memahami pelajaran.” kataku. tanpa memperhatikan diri mereka sendiri.” “Martir mereka kemudian. atau ditusuk. Clarry.

orang lain mungkin mengorbankan kehendak mereka sendiri kepada mereka atas nama. Nazi menemukan sebuah sistem keyakinan tidak berdasar. Anda menjadi seperti mereka semua. untuk bertindak berdasarkan pendapat yang luar biasa menjadi yang tertindas sekali mereka. hanya pengganggu lain mendorong orang di sekitar. tapi begitu Anda memaksa keyakinan yang tidak didukung ke orang lain.” “Legenda Kemartiran adalah pelajaran setelah dan di atas fakta-fakta?” Tanya Jameson. Anda dapat percaya langit berwarna hijau.” “Tapi apakah ada sesuatu yang salah “Sama dengan menjadi Marxis?” “Selama praktik Anda tidak berbahaya dan tidak bermusuhan. tidak ada yang salah dengan menjadi apa-apa.” . yang memaksa pada orang lain. “angan-angan atas nama tellernya?” seperti kaum Marxis mereka menentang. pipa legenda lebih lanjut mereka yang kedalaman kegagalan mereka seolah-olah hasil mulia berbaring di ujungnya.

Tuan?” “Itu yang saya lakukan. Mereka gagal. yang kami miliki: Bahwa mereka mati untuk apa yang kita yakini” “Tapi pelajaran mereka. Jameson. bukan milik mereka. “Mereka tidak Clarry sukses. tetapi melalui impunitas legenda. Mereka gagal untuk memahami apa yang ada di depan mereka.“Menyeret orang lain bersama mereka.” Aku melangkah kembali. mereka semua hanya mati. adalah seseorang lebih buruk daripada . Mereka semua gagal. apa yang di belakang mereka. bisa muncul di atas pelajaran mereka. contoh mulia yang berbasis di kebenaran kita. mereka mati. Pelajaran mereka adalah salah satu kegagalan. tidak ada Martir bersedia.” “Dan setiap orang yang mencoba untuk memberitahu Anda bahwa lebih dari mati. adalah bahwa saya hanya bisa berharap orang lain akan mendapat manfaat dengan tidak mengulangi ketidakmampuan saya untuk bertahan hidup. apa pembuatan bir di seluruh lautan. tidak berhasil seperti yang saya harapkan dan jika ada yang dapat dipelajari dari ini.” “Itu Legenda Martir.

“kami hanya mati.” “Tidak.” bersandar Aku “Pemuliaan di dalam. atau masa depan korban itu mampu pembuat nya. Tidak seorang pun akan mempertanyakan integritas orang mati. kita tidak Martir. mereka akan mencari keuntungan dari pembunuh. Jangan pernah melupakan kegagalan kita untuk beradaptasi dan Anda akan belajar pelajaran yang saya . dan siapa yang akan menghentikan mereka? Tiada yang melihat permainan legenda membuat. “Kami melihat apa yang kita diberitahu bahwa kita dapat melihat.” “Pemikiran seperti itu dilarang. ke dalam kehidupan tanpa memilih berdasarkan menurut pendapat keyakinan.mereka yang membunuh mereka. dan apa pun di luar itu adalah seperti yang Anda katakan dilarang. untuk semua yang akan mengagumi kegagalan mereka untuk bertahan hidup. tak terucapkan. Tak seorang pun melihat ada permainan.” Kemartiran adalah pintu gerbang dengan mana hidup mengundang hampir mati.” kata Clarry.

” . untuk bertahan hidup setiap hari.akan memiliki Anda belajar: Anda tidak perlu berkembang setiap hari.

. Sialan semua. dan Anda hanya tahu mereka di sana mendapatkan semua kemuliaan sementara kita menunggu sisa sini di ujung meja. bagaimana ini terjadi?” .. Cholmer.003 – Bab 2 Mendengarkan “ A pa! Mengapa mereka melakukan itu? – Ini adalah ide kami! Bagaimana mungkin anak-anak kita tidak berada di pekerjaan Jauhkan saya kaset rusak Anda membanting!” Dia telepon. Bawahan saya?” “Tiga tebakan. “Siapa itu. Mereka memberi jam tangan Danzig kepada Inggris semua orang.

keberanian inspirasi mengatakan bagi saya. – “Kami C. dengan kami sebagai tender tersebut.I. “Itulah bagaimana hal itu dimulai. “kita perlu kapal selam kita sendiri!” Aku akan meninggalkan pendanaan yang satu terserah Anda-Kami di sini tidak untuk apa-apa! Jika kita tidak memiliki sesuatu yang layak melihat ke dalam. “yang mengamuk di seluruh negeri. bukan hanya O. sinyal keluar saya. “Subkontrak. Bukankah ini tetesan bekas suram telah kita lihat sejak akhir perang. orang mungkin mulai bertanya mengapa kita di sini sama sekali. sehingga mereka dapat mengambil tindakan yang penting.” ia mengipasi tangannya.” memiliki titik mengapa kita masih di sini?” “Anda “Lucu.S. untuk menciptakan masalah yang lebih bagi kita untuk prihatin.” hidup terkuras dari wajah Boss '. Sebuah informasi api.S.” Anda tahu.A. sekarang. Menetes bekas tidak memerlukan . Kami di sini untuk menciptakan informasi yang penting bagi pria yang peduli. yang saya mulai sesantai mungkin. merintih.

Sampai ego pengkhianat saya mengkhianati melarikan diri. Tentara tidak dibubarkan. dan masih merayap mundur.” teriak dia saya mundur. dan waktu matang secara umum diakui. seharusnya tidak kita telah dibubarkan dengan pasukan ?” “Pekerjaan kami adalah bukan teori.” .seseorang untuk cenderung kepada mereka.” kataku sekarang setengah jalan di seluruh ruangan. “Saya sadar teori itu. “Layanan strategis. “hanya berlaku selama masa perang. bahwa itu hanya terlalu banyak bekerja untuk berdua akan berperang satu hari dan bukan berikutnya. tapi bahkan yang terbukti lebih dari itu ditoleransi. Awalnya. dan kemudian juga tidak mengalami peperangan. Itu terlalu mahal untuk memiliki perang. “Ya.” lanjut saya cukup cepat bahwa saya mungkin tidak mendengar sama sekali. kami berhasil melewati tahun-tahun perdamaian ramping berubah hanya kapasitas kita. tapi ada tidak bisa selalu ada sesuatu untuk kita lakukan sekarang ada bisa?” Menggigil Bos terasa. Ini bukan gelap Abad.” . “dan ada yang belum pernah perang di suatu tempat. menyegel nasib saya.

“Anda bertanya kepada saya. “Anda perlu menemukan kami sesuatu untuk dilakukan!” Meninggalkan ketel bahwa untuk rebusan. hanya satu yang emosi yang lain. secara bersamaan mengendalikan segala sesuatu dan apa-apa.” Fokus hanya kita begitu lama di sinilah saya mulai lagi.. menemukan diri dengan kursi .” Saya merasa sepatu saya memukul pintu di belakangku. Dan jika Anda tidak ingin pekerjaan Anda untuk menjadi sejarah” bermain-main. di mana sering saya berjalan baik hilang dalam pemikiran dan arah. Kami telah bertahun-tahun menyempurnakan kehancuran mereka dan karena semua rencana kami turun bersama-sama.. saya membuat melarikan diri menuruni ruang steril panjang Pusat Intelijen. I dengan pegangan pintu itu. Mandat awal kami. mereka semua menjadi berantakan. atau murah. “Tirani Jerman. sedangkan perang abadi meminta sedikit lebih dari partisipasi massa tanpa akhir kami telah menderita sejak tiba. Pada hari itu permainan kami berubah saat kita.“Meningkatkan tentara yang kompeten bukan sesuatu yang dapat dilakukan hanya.

hari demi hari. radikal selalu akan menentukan kemudian berburu fanatik mereka sendiri untuk kepunahan. ~~~ “Kita bisa membangun dunia yang lebih baik jika kita memiliki tubuh cukup. Apakah dengan peluru atau pencucian otak. Membalikkan meja besok.. “Anda tahu halaman pada halaman pemberitahuan bahwa kematian datang. “Hanya sesuatu tukang pos pernah berkata mengantar koran. “mereka diburu untuk apa yang mereka tidak.” kata Jameson. Bahayanya terletak pada berapa banyak mereka menginfeksi terhadap perjuangan mereka. menggambar tatapan kami.barisan depan untuk jam manusia paling gelap. Atau kekuatan disebut gila?” “Mereka tidak diburu untuk apa mereka. . bersalah dari segala sesuatu yang pernah mereka mencela penindas mereka sendiri. memberikan cukup uap dan disalahgunakan akan selalu menjadi pelaku.. Sebuah kegilaan disebut daya dia bilang itu.” ia diberhentikan.” aku menyela. kembali pada Perang Besar. tahun demi tahun.

saya menyerahkan kembali ke halaman Clarry.mengorbankan atas nama mereka.. Pertimbangkan Amerika meskipun. itu terkutuk demoralisasi harus menonton” “Tapi-” biarkan saya berpikir untuk Anda. memperbudak tujuan mereka dan pembunuhan yang mereka sendiri bisa hidup sampai akhir hari itu.” Selesai melihat dari foto. pabrik kematian. mereka memiliki kamp mereka. Mereka mengisinya dengan tawanan mereka tidak dapat diandalkan secara politik. Clarry.” katanya. “apa cara yang mengerikan untuk pergi..” “Jangan . regu eksekusi ponsel.” “Membunuh lubang. jika tidak warga bebas merampok hak-hak dasar mereka. “sebuah kebun binatang genosida sebesar pembantaian sistematis terbesar manusia dalam sejarah semua. Kelaparan meskipun.. kamar gas. “tapi mati kelaparan. memanipulasi untuk.” “Secara individual diatur histeria massal.” saranku.

namun orang Amerika pernah dibom tanpa henti? Orang Jepang memiliki jarang. Perubahan aturan.” “Akan menjadi dunia yang jauh berbeda jika mereka tidak. Tuan. Dan lampu mati. “Mereka seharusnya tidak.” “Aku dan milikku?” Tanya Jameson. “dan kirim-Baik Pagi Kue. Mereka tidak mati kelaparan.” kataku berbalik untuk berjalan keluar. sekarang memberikan saya bahwa kertas. atau diperlakukan dengan buruk. telah menunggu lama di sana?” “Jangan lupa kita tak dapat disembuhkan. tapi mereka bertahan hidup. buruk adalah istilah relatif saya “Memang harus berpikir tawanan mereka mudah akan membantah. .” “Yah. cara orang Amerika dan anak-anak kita sendiri lakukan di Jerman... dari tempat tinggi. jika pernah. Anda akan menyembuhkan ketidaktahuan Anda pada jam tangan orang lain. Pak!” “Ketika balon naik.. memiliki kemampuan yang sama untuk menghujani dengan neraka.” “Kami memukul mereka baik..Pak.

“saya bisa menarik siapa pun di wortel kami pada tali untuk sarapan?” “Tidak. terima kasih. “tidak peduli seberapa besar dari hidup Anda? Anda akan selalu mengukur sampai pendek.” ~~~ Ada sesuatu untuk itu. lengan dorong ke atas dengan cara yang fasis.” “Ini gagal menyebut Anda benar-benar.” “Jadi.” dengan tangannya memegang tingkat.” Kue. “untuk memenangkan perlombaan fasis yang. “Anda harus setidaknya sebesar ini. dan bertanya. “Bagaimana satu negara yang sudah .” aku tersenyum sampai ingin tahu “Siapa di tangannya.Kapten-ketiduran lagi. menandai ketinggian dia tidak pernah bisa mencapai.” Kue tersentak penuh. seharusnya berkata. pecah perhatiannya tersenyum kembali. saya berpikir. bubur biasa Anda akan sesuai dengan saya baik-baik saja. tetapi jika Anda ingin-” pun yang tidak mereka. karena saya tanpa tujuan mengembara berkembang menjadi keakraban pembuatan misi.

Dimana damai sejahtera kita menjembatani perang salib? Saya bingung. “Hei. makan ruang kata sendiri seperti yang saya tulis.” “Mari kita lihat.jelas tanpa mengatakan apa?” Perang berikutnya – melawan Soviet – akan menjadi sangat lambat dalam mendapatkan sini dan kami harus membenarkan itu pada saat kedatangan. “Project: Project. Dua prajurit sekutu mengangkangi musuh mereka kalah. 'Project:' label menyergap saya dengan kekosongan yang menakutkan tersebut. dan membungkuk otak saya sekitar tugas di tangan. Tentunya meskipun ini memiliki sekutu mengeluh.” aku duduk. Dengan masalah mereka diselesaikan tidak ada lagi yang harus dilakukan. mengangkat lipatan baru dari laci saya. Di sinilah cerita yang paling memudar menjadi hitam... saya diberhentikan pegangan saya tergelincir dalam sekejap.. itu meja saya. Judul bisa menunggu... “Mungkin seseorang memiliki sesuatu yang lainnya tidak?” . tapi apa?” Aku bertanya-tanya sambil menghapus 'j' dari Project berlebihan..

apa rencanamu?” Sempurna” Cholmers.~~~ “Ada tiga dari mereka. “tapi aku hanya melihat waktu dua terakhir saya di sana.” kataku. diterima. hampir tak terlihat dan masing-masing akan percaya bahwa mereka yang lain-Ambil siapapun kemajuan pertama.” lanjut Arie. “Saya hanya menangkap sekilas. “kecemburuan membuat dunia berputar-Sekarang Anda mengatakan ada tiga dari mereka. beralih telepon ke telinga yang lain. di seberang gang.” “Bagus mencari?” Tanya Arie. aku tidak pernah bisa melewati kepala pelayan. meninggalkan . Jika saya tahu sosialita.” “Jadi. “Dia salah satu langkah di depan saya.” “Bahkan diperbolehkan dalam?” “Tidak. Mr Aku menatap tajam pada-Nya rahasia kejadian-kejadian. seperti telepon saya menjawab. aku di mobil sepanjang waktu sedangkan ayah saya adalah untuk berbicara dengan Senat. akan ada salah satu rasa: sombong. “Cemburu! Burst!.

” jawab Arie.kebiasaan orang lain.” . “Hanya jika mereka tidak aman. “Mengejar mereka yang terbesar dan kelemahan. Bermain permainan ini benar dan Anda akan memiliki mereka semua.” “Bermain untuk satu menarik lainnya?” Tanyaku. Solusi untuk dan penyebab semua kekhawatiran mereka.

. Itu lebih baik..” “Kami memiliki sesuatu yang mereka harus memiliki. Terlalu jelas.003 – Bab 3 Kita “ M ereka memiliki sesuatu yang tidak kita miliki. Tidak. membungkukkan lebih dekat ke file digali saya mencegah pelarian wahyu itu.. tidak dapat menjadi masalah volume. kita punya “Mereka . Pasti sesuatu yang spesifik. tapi apa?” “Dari laporan yang saya lihat. “Rusia telah mengambil lebih dari Jerman dari yang kita miliki....” lanjut saya.” memiliki sesuatu yang kita harus memiliki.

“Bos!” . jadi aku tidak pernah lalai mengkonsumsi hal-hal yang lebih keras seperti yang selalu membaca menjanjikan. tapi kita telah melewatkan sesuatu.. Orang-orang menyembunyikan sesuatu di tempat terkutuk. akan datang dengan rencana untuk kapal selam rudal balistik atau mekanisme penting relatif. mengembara melalui rumah mencuri perak. akan dalam file interogasi. *** Dan itu tetap ada. beberapa Joe acak.. “Soviet memiliki sesuatu yang kita butuhkan.” dan file-file memegang kunci untuk mewujudkan apa itu. merunduk silau Sekretaris. aku menumpahkan kertas sepanjang jalan. *** Minggu berlalu saat aku membaca wawancara setelah wawancara personil dari perang.segalanya.” Jika mereka meletakkan jawaban pasti untuk Project Pro ect. Biasanya. “Bos!” Masuk lewat pintu kantor luar. landas seperti roket menaiki tangga. saya melesat. Para kasar memiliki penemuan yang paling menarik sejauh ini.

sebuah Suci Grail” kata Dia mengipasi satu tangannya yang bebas.” “Bavaria kataku. “! dengan tim peneliti. “kecuali satu fakta kecil ini: . tapi-” “Tepat..” sela saya.” mengutuk dia. “di luar sebuah laporan yang kurang jelas tunggal dari salah satu penghubung kita.. tapi-” “Cholmer.“Ya. Yang Bavaria Benteng!” sudah di tangan kami. “mendapatkan “Para Benteng Gunung dari mana Hitler dibuat terakhirnya berdiri Sesuatu Rusia telah yang kita tidak. dan melakukan pencarian ke bidang Bavaria dan laporan ditumpuk begitu tinggi tidak akan ada yang mengganggu kita lagi. kan?” “Aku mengerti!” Ia apa?” tersenyum gugup. Benteng ini. “dan kami tidak pernah menemukan. Cholmer. berpikir bahwa tidak sama sekali. Hal ini putus asa. sekarang telah kita?” “Kami bahkan tidak satu tertentu ada.

kita telah melihat. yang dari waktu ke waktu memenuhi semua keingintahuan dan dua mitos dari Alpine dan Bavaria Benteng memudar menjadi satu. Berghof ini. benteng nyata tidak bahkan di Jerman seperti yang kita kenal sekarang.” “Tapi ini tidak pernah Benteng Besar Selatan dari mana Nazi mungkin membuat pertahanan terakhir mereka..” dia tersenyum pada saya. Semua yang pernah mereka temukan adalah puncak gunung tempat tinggal Hitler. sesuatu yang kita dapat dimiliki. adalah rencana. Bos alis.Benteng Bavaria tidak di Bavaria. Hal ini di tanah suku Bavaria dipaksa keluar dari ribuan tahun yang lalu. kita harus memiliki alasan resmi untuk ingin mereka?” “Maksudmu lebih dari-aku tidak berpikir begitu. “Sekarang lebih penting dari lokasinya.. timur kemungkinan diduduki Soviet Bohemia. seperti Anda bilang. Yang kita kemudian dikonfirmasi untuk menjadi benteng Alpine kita mendengar obrolan begitu banyak tentang. dengan tanah yang agak rumit. ke. “karena . yang seharusnya tidak terlalu sulit untuk menetapkan. Cekoslovakia” terangkat.

mengumpulkan sekitar kuburan terbuka.” perintah saya diam-diam dari mereka melongo. Saya tidak harapkan sesuatu yang terlalu besar tapi ini menyedihkan. Saya fokus dalam pada bayangan memudar.” “Sama seperti Anda katakan.” pikir saya keras. tunjukkan rasa hormat. semua kecuali satu jiwa. Kemungkinan keberadaan mereka adalah semua yang kita butuhkan untuk berharap untuk menatap pernah baik pada pencarian kita. bergosip bersuka ria tapi melihat tidak ada.” ~~~ “Saya selalu tahu aku akan melihat saya mati dan dikubur. dan akhir pelayanan saya menemukan beberapa setia berlarian dari murka ini hujan muncul. geser ke atas melalui sikat dua ratus meter keluar. “Ayo. masih berdiri di percaya . seperti teropong saya menunjukkan kerumunan yang kurang spektakuler. Bawahan saya. saya menetap di untuk pertunjukan mereka. Setengah jam berlalu.tidak ada yang menentang poin saya.

tapi mandek kata mereka sendiri mendorong saya maju. melangkah hati-hati di sekitar genangan air ini hujan lebat itu. “sepatu ini akan hancur. saya bisa merasakan air aku takut merembes ke dalam kaus kaki saya. “Itu bukan mobil jenazah. Rasa ingin tahu saya meninggalkan dia dalam mengejar tujuan ini tontonan itu.” berhenti hanya singkat kuburan saya. karena saya berhasil sampai meringkuk di bawah payung.” Ini lebih baik bernilai saat saya. Saya berhenti cukup jauh bahwa aku . “yang mungkin?” Senyum meledak saya meminta dirinya sebagai seorang pria melangkah keluar. ke arah patung sendirian di kaki makam terbuka. ~~~ “Lihat ini. Saya fokus dalam pada dirinya. Seorang pengemudi itu tampak. mobil ini gulungan bukan untuk saya.kami berdua sekarang bersama untuk limusin hitam menarik di tepi jalan di luar. terlihat putus asa saya kembali di jendela gelap mobil mencoba untuk mengatakan. Meskipun langkah-hati saya.” desahku. meskipun ia lebih mirip pelayan Samar-samar aku tahu.

berhenti sejenak. seperti jabat tangan terburuk yang pernah mungkin terlibat. sebelum menghembuskan napas selama hujan gerimis. berpikir pasti dia harus mendengar langkah kaki basah saya. “? Eli Dobriski” menunggu? Saya. Aku mengulurkan tangan. “Mr Dobriski” tanyaku patung. melewati angka direndam masih menatap mayat ke dalam kubur. tapi bayangan tidak membuat pengakuan kehadiran saya: yang tersisa. Melangkah ke depan.mungkin orang memberikan penghormatan saya dan berdiri di sana. apa yang . berpikir ini adalah apa yang saya akan masuk neraka untuk. saya bisa berpangku tangan lagi. merasakan berat itu melahirkan. Namun mosi tidak. Melihat jauh ke dalam mati bermata wajahnya. Pengakuan tidak ada yang datang. bantalan di atas nasib saya sendiri tidak pernah kurang aman. melihat kembali limusin. meraih segenggam besar kotoran dan selesai gerak saya dengan langkah mundur. berharap sia-sia ini mungkin memicu reaksi. menghadapi dia dengan tangan sarat kotoran mengulurkan. menatap kuburan. Aku melangkah dua langkah lebih dekat. berkabung.

membimbing pengikut saya ke belakang. Aku berhenti di depan. Dia akan sangat dirindukan. Melihat dari atas ke mata terang. mengatakan bahwa aku bisa melakukan lagi. “Eli Dobriski? Senat Wiesenthal akan berbicara dengan Anda.” Saya tidak bisa mengatakan dengan pasti kata-kata saya dengar. langkahnya bergabung dengan saya.” kata Senat saat aku duduk di limusin di sampingnya. kaki basah. saya .. “Sigh” menutup pintu. Sambil memberikan handuk saya saat ia melangkah di. tetapi langkah saya kembali. dia menunggu sampai sekarang. Eli.sedikit aku bisa melihat dalam cahaya memudar. saat aku menunggu. Dan sebelum waktu lupa sendiri. ~~~ “Ayahmu orang baik. sendirian dengan hujan untuk berapa lama. kotoran-bebas-tangan. mendengarkan – pemampatan tenang – untuk mendengar dentuman rumpun memukul kayu tutupnya. dan mundur perlahan menuju limusin. dan disajikan realitas saya.

aku tahu kau bukan bagian dari Operasi Moral sebagai ayahmu. dan ini akan sangat tidak terjawab di rumah. Ia kembali budi dan bersama-sama kita mencapai jauh lebih banyak daripada jumlah bagian-bagiannya kita” “Saya di sini dengan Anda hari ini untuk “Ayahmu memastikan pengaturan ini tinggal di-Ketika Anda tiba di rumah malam ini Anda akan menemukan mesin baru mengkilap Teletip duduk di depan pintu Anda. dan bahkan stasiun rendah Anda dalam Urusan Eropa bisa sangat bermanfaat. karena selama kita telah berteman. Tapi dengan kemenangan kami di Eropa. melalui arus informasi sumber daya Anda membawa: Kami akan menang.” “Jerman Sehabis menderita nasib ini .bertanya.. Di catatan-buku ini adalah nomor kontak Anda” “Sekarang.. Eli. di mana orang lain hanya gagal. saya telah membuat yakin dia bergerak maju. permainan kami bermain sudah dunia. Kami saling kenal sejak Hukum Sekolah. “dia?” dan aku punya hubungan khusus.

Salah informasi warganya kematian pada nasib nyaman kurangnya mereka sendiri telah membawa tindakan atas mereka. saat akhirnya baik informasi kami Hoover's mantan Presiden tur. mereka sekarang menjadi saksi suara yang berdiri sebagai mereka harus memiliki sebelumnya. mengatakan tidak ada lainnya yang pernah ada sebelumnya.bahkan sekarang. mengambil kata itu. Kami. Jika Anda mengambil apa-apa lagi dari pertemuan Eli. Saya ingin Anda berpikir tentang pentingnya kata saja. Herbert Hoover menyampaikan kita. Eli. adalah ikatan yang memisahkan Anda dari dia. baru saja dinyatakan kepada kita semua. Namun melalui kemampuan yang diinformasikan saja.” kata Senat. tidak akan duduk diam dan melihat lagi orang-orang hebat tergelincir di “Kami . menunjuk ke luar jendela saya di sopirnya masih meringkuk di bawah payung.” “Sebagai kegagalan terbesar dari depresi besar kita sendiri bekerja pada hari ini. kami. bahwa tindakan kami mendahului kematian dan penderitaan jutaan dan ini akan berubah sekarang.

kelaparan dan putus asa yang mengikuti. Anak. menderita lukaluka mereka perang. adalah pelaku saja. di mana meskipun kami diisi membingungkan. Kami tidak akan melakukannya lagi. kita kurang tindakan positif.bawah gelombang kemiskinan. tidak sepenuhnya mereka sendiri lakukan. Mereka warga sandera kriminal Jerman. satu-satunya senjata. dengan informasi dan satu suara dunia saksi pelajaran yang lolos dari generasi sebelum itu: Bahwa kita tidak akan menghukum yang tidak bersalah bersama bersalah. untuk kejahatan dan ujungnya. kita menyaksikan kekejaman di sana. untuk tidak pernah “Kami . sekarang Eli. dan menonton dengan tenang sebagai tidak bersalah setiap generasi baru menjadi bersalah generasi berikutnya. membawa bersama mereka bukan hanya masa depan mereka sendiri tetapi mereka punya harapan dari mantan musuh mereka – sekutu kami – juga. baik yang tidak bersalah dan bersalah sama.” mendefinisikan perbedaan. Hari ini. untuk sebuah kejahatan yang akan sekarang dan lagi kita sendiri untuk melakukan apaapa yang patut dicatat untuk mencegah.

lagi memiliki terkecuali. telah terbukti jauh lebih menghibur daripada yang diharapkan untuk agen kekuasaan Sekutu. melayani Aku sebagai . diperjuangkan oleh instansi pemerintah berbohong. Usaha mereka untuk menjauhkan diri dari tetangga kelaparan mereka di Jerman Barat. Dan aku tidak akan menjadi korban upaya kami untuk membawa perdamaian dan kebebasan untuk dunia ini. dengan Soviet.” Senat melanjutkan. hanya mereka yang tetap di-yang-tahu. Ini adalah peran Anda.” Aku duduk diam menatap hujan di luar.” “Meskipun saya seorang peserta bersedia “Sekarang dalam serangan baru. dan Jerman bingung tidak bisa lagi melayani tujuan ini. Dengan Marshall Rencana. dan mata-mata yang melayani perang perdagangan yang menguntungkan informasi di disinformasi. Putra. “menderita milik pribadi mereka sendiri pasca perang. yang akan tetap mengendalikan kebenaran ini. tipe baru perang lahir dari penderitaan disinformasi didorong saja. saluran informasi.

mari melayang tatapanku masa lalu senyum yang sempurna. dan dengan tarik tunggal yang lain.” Aku melihat kembali ke dalam mata Senator. . sampai ke notebook lentur kulit mengikat sekarang mencengkeram kuat di tangan saya.ayahmu lakukan dan kita akan pergi tempat Anda hanya bisa bermimpi. diikuti kakiku kembali ke hujan.

dua tahun berlalu sejak akhir perang dan awal pencarian kita. Rekonstruksi pasca perang di Eropa tertunda sekitar kita. ketika ketegangan lokal mengancam akan menarik kita pergi untuk tugas yang lebih penting. tidak lagi berfungsi secara . seperti Eropa. Kelaparan dan kekurangan menyebar.003 – Bab 4 Berpikir D iam-diam menginjak-injak tanah di sebelah timur Jerman dalam mengejar benteng gunung ini semakin sulit dipahami. tanpa jantung industri untuk menjaga mesin yang bergerak.

Aman berjubah oleh kekacauan ini. sebagai keberhasilan kami pindah cakrawala perang depan semakin dekat. dilucuti ke rak-rak dan ditekan oleh Rencana Morgenthau Sekutu. proyek kami terus berlanjut. “Ini adalah dataran tinggi gunung mengherankan kurang seperti dari yang saya awalnya telah menyebabkan bayangkan. yang menyebabkan pendudukan Soviet semakin jauh dari bagian timur sebagai sarana untuk mencegah gelombang depresi ini dari menginfeksi mereka sendiri yang dilanda perang masyarakat masih berbaring di reruntuhan ke timur. “Ini benar-benar itu?” Tanyaku Kepala Lapangan. Waktu sekarang terbatas. kesuksesan tergantung pada keseimbangan. Terbelah dua. Dimana gunung? Dimana benteng?” . hampir setengah dari penduduk Jerman sudah bisa dibasmi melalui penindasan bantuan internasional. menemukan diri saya kembali pada titik tempat kita mencari Suci Grail ini telah dimulai beberapa tahun lalu.keseluruhan. Eropa menggapai-gapai dalam keputusasaan.

Cholmer Agen. mengingat pembasmian kejam Rusia terhadap Nazisme. yang dengan sendirinya jika lebih tinggi.” selesai saya dia berpikir. Rusia. Gunung yang anda cari sekarang dataran tinggi kita berdiri di atas.” . dengan peta di tangan saya memeriksa ulang “Lihat.” Membintangi saya bingung. “yang benar-benar bisa terjadi?” Dia mengangguk kembali pongah. “hanya masalah tenaga kerja.” setelah perang. “Hal ini tidak begitu sangat tak terbayangkan. di seluruh wilayah pendudukan mereka.menjauhi bertele-tele rekan saya. Lihat cincin ini. akan membentuk bukit ketinggian penghubung Anda memilikinya di. Kami terlambat. mereka membentuk lingkaran sempurna di tengah dataran tinggi ini. terendam tidak hanya dengan jutaan tentara mereka sendiri pada akhir perang. ini seluruh wilayah kosong personil non-militer. “Pindah . “Di sini kita lihat laporan ini geologi.” tatapan saya mendefinisikan dirinya. meliputi Anda di bawah benteng gunung.“Mereka tidak di sini lagi. tapi jutaan-” gunung. Pertama Nazi.

” lebih baik.” *** Dengan melemahnya aktivitas. Dengan saksi mata satu-satunya – tahanan mereka – semua kemudian dikirim ke Siberia. kerikil setiap jalan baru dan kereta api selama seribu km sebelah timur dari sini.” “Fantastis!” Seruku. batu benteng gunung mantan Anda hanya sebagai kemungkinan bergabung dengan mereka berbaris akhir.“maka Rusia. dihapus kerusakan ini perang yang tepat bersama dengan sejarah itu sendiri. Cholmer Agen. Ada apa di sini. Dengan paling penting. tidak melihat bahwa. membenarkan mengejar lebih lanjut dari rencananya.fakta-fakta. menyusul “Bahkan “Saya . seperti sisa dari kita. Anda tidak perlu sesuatu untuk terus mencari apaapa. situs ini membuktikan keberadaannya. tenaga kerja yang mempekerjakan mereka yang baru ditemukan dipaksa. karena ia membuntuti bersama tanpa kehilangan mengalahkan . tidak pernah terlihat atau lebih penting terdengar lagi.

~~~ “Apakah itu cukup?” Tanyaku kasir kafe. sedangkan saat ini. sampai kata-kata terakhir seorang penjahat yang sakit mencapai kita. mengambil keluar makan malam. Dengan tim serbu dipinjam bergerak. pria radio saya. kami duduk di kota pernah lebih gelap yang Berlin.kemenangan kami Berlin Sistem pengangkutan melalui udara. jika hanya secara psikologis. Mereka pengakuan melantur operasi Soviet pasca perang yang membawa kita ke tempat penyimpanan rahasia berkumpul Rusia. saya melihat dua orang yang sama saya telah mencatat sebelumnya. Proyek Pro ect bertahan. terlambat. . Beralih ke keluar. jika hanya untuk saat ini dan terbukti agak membosankan akhir-akhir ini. aku menunggu kedatangan mereka. di sebuah apartemen kecil tidak berbahaya mencari di lantai dua di seberang jalan dari tujuan misi kami. Dia tersenyum jawaban saya. Mengambil inisiatif ini. Rusia telah mundur. Beberapa tahun lagi telah berlalu sejak kunjungan terakhir saya berhubungan dengan proyek ini.

melihat ke atas dan ke bawah jalan. dan saya makan malam saya berjalan kami menyusuri lorong yang menuju pintu di akhir. Apa kombinasi tusukan dan ternyata diminta untuk membuat jalan keluar cepat? Aku bertanya-tanya sebagai bayangan mendekat. Seorang pria kedua. Cepat berbalik kembali ke kasir. ia menunjuk ke kiri. saya minta kamar mandi. berkurangnya cahaya yang dapat digunakan untuk mengkoordinasikan perenungan saya dari belenggu misterius. Ini bahkan tidak terkunci. Di belakang saya.sekarang melihat melalui jendela kafe. Setelah di jalan. Aku bermain-main dengan kunci pintu. mengancam akan menggagalkan rencana saya. mata saya melesat hanya mendaftar benar panik saya. sambil mencari beberapa konfirmasi saya tidak hanya takut. berbalik segera membuka korannya. sebuah baris dari mereka. saya berbalik sambil menghitung pelabuhan yang aman. Aku melangkah keluar ke gang melanjutkan perjalanan kembali ke apartemen. sama seperti keputusasaan memutar pegangan pintu untuk saya. bayangan saya takut muncul sebagai seorang .

aku berlari . saya melompat di seberang jalan. Etalase itu terjadi. saya mulai mengalir di salah satu lorong melalui pintu ke bagian lain dari toko. ke dalam gang yang berlawanan. “Terima kasih.” pindah yg dirahasiakan mereka. Sebuah toko pakaian bekas. dan mendorong tanpa berpikir ke arah kelompok terdekat saksi di seberang jalan. yang hanya melihat topinya paling jelek dan jubah mantel saya kabur. begitu aku melanggar garis mereka terlihat. di sisi yang berlawanan. tertangkap gumpalan terakhir saya dari kas. “alasan saya. dan saya menghilang keluar pintu masuk jalan depan. Tidak melihat ke belakang lagi. aku mencengkeram makan malam ketat. belakangku.” berbaur dengan orang banyak. Menjejalkan pintu di menyegel kesepakatan itu. “Maafkan saya.pria. pasar atau beberapa pertemuan besar orang biasa itu muncul. saya pindah lebih jauh ke dalam keributan tersebut. Kiri lalu ke kanan.” membuat jalan saya ke keselamatan kawanan. menuruni tangga menuju pernah melarikan diri. Melihat sekeliling untuk bantalan saya. dimasukkan ke tangan pegawainya.

Meskipun aku menunggu. Sebuah pintu sudut di ujung blok berikutnya memanggilku dan seterusnya. takut tertelan sepenuhnya. di seberang jalan. tepat di gang saya muncul dari. pernah keberatan penuh mereka yang mungkin mengawasiku. tetapi tidak ada karakter yang mencurigakan itu harus terlihat. Napas saya tumbuh dalam.menuruni gang mereka dan antara deretan truk pengiriman. tidak ada yang terjadi. Ini adalah di mana mereka akan datang dari jika mereka mengikuti saya. kebebasan tambang kalah. saat aku melihat ke kiri menuju refleksi dari kota dibom-keluar yang Berlin. Melangkah hati-hati keluar dari tempat saya bersembunyi. Dengan makan malam masih di . Saya berkonsentrasi pada refleksi jendela yang melihat saat itu di belakang saya lagi dan lagi. saya menemukan bantalan saya dan dengan cepat berjalan beberapa blok kembali ke apartemen kami. Aku menyembunyikan melawan mereka. menatap refleksi toko dari persimpangan saya baru saja datang dari belakang saya. dengan dua kolom di depan jendela layar kaca tersebut.

Saat aku menutup pintu.” . “dan perang baru dimulai. di seberang jalan dari penyimpanan Rusia. “makan malam kami adalah dingin.” sambil menyerahkan kantong kafe. saya masuk kembali ke pos pengamatan penyamaran kami. berkomentar.” Saya menjawab. Mr Cholmers mendongak. “topi bagus.belakangnya dan tidak ada yang lebih buruk untuk dipakai.

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Fragment Earth Conception Episode 003 Cold Concept “Is Easy To Do” Simple English Edition .

go that letter. agent of ally power. need their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purpose-full war. then they should leave no one ask why. on a single file under a new erase. ~~~ Beyond this bore town. . explore the fine mean of the meaning-less mean over-look by know it-self. that they would. where stand an not important letter between a brief time of peace and the freedom only war can bring. and with this erase it all begin again. That they could. On the eve of the last day many-die and the morning of the next. inside a plain building.Summary An big adventure into not understand. this series of mind short story.

The number of thing a group can do beyond the person is count-less: Together we hunt great and hold more. dig fast and deep. Because when think. corrupt. think can-not be count. use. among those thing which we do so great in number in. 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. Where-ever we have come together in need of this thing: only rich. more only make us strong. you will not find an not guide major who will agree with what should be done with it once it is there. quiet and slave make. the common physical group of we. climb high for long.Preface – Simple English S ad. and trick there-of. Yet if our history show any-thing more than our gross size for violent. though no body or group ever made has think more free by more it number. travel far for cheap.

but once they must fall it will be this Fragment Earth. stop them all. weak and not sure. for they can not be wrong if they all agree. they that are bound are not deny-able pure. and they will all agree if they will all just think like me. So they will unite. . For where you were bad.become the follow intellect enemy of a me.

1945 – “ M aybe. I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why are not we out there ply the ocean–” “And what Jameson.” “No. sink Axis merchant vessel? Win the war for King and Country? It over mate you got here–” “Good Morning. Europe. they just did not want to get it too wet.003 – Part 1 Watch – The North Sea. October 3. Lad. Any-thing to report?” .

” “Have a heart.” “I would be alone if I did.” he said caution.” he quiet present an equal empty sheet of paper. “You'd think. Sir.“No new contact.” Clarry said sad. hard bad. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook join the alive?” “Another half an hour I should guess. Look at them.” I said.” “And the log. Sir. hunger .” and see the honor.” I make to know. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correct. Clarry. not yet had my tea. “some-thing more interest than no-thing would be go on here. “picture this time too. “more camps found then?” “Yes. “Yes.” “Fair much. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch.” hand me the news-paper photo page.” “Be about your busy then– Is this my news-paper you have been read?” “Yes.

then war is your game. Clarry. 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. which is why they call it war.” . with-out lose focus on the maybe.” Clarry look up as though the light behind me held his truth. If you spend too much time watch one card. or even our own Irish. the Ukrainian. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on you.” I damn. draw your own said. It is like this every few year. you will forget there is a game be play. The big thing is that you take note of these event from every source maybe.” “This is war. World War One. that you have yet to see the big picture. “The Armenian. and never forget your do is to know why. “You are as not know as the day is long.to the bone they are. It was not each one fair not right. Just because it happen yesterday do not make it any less big than the Armenian. more than a million. Bad thing happen. the Turk want them off their land so they kill the major of them in need of such.

“Back in the thirty. we had a hand in on.” Jameson said in. “are we be watch?” “Safe to think we are than not. “as not intent.” I said.” I do.” Jameson said. Stalin hunger ten million Ukrainian to death in the name of his Socialist reform. “Said the Ukrainian hunger. while to them.“Not that war is need.” “No-thing do. remember the Irish potato hunger– Capitalist Ireland.” “Sure. we had no-thing to do with that. “Captain.” he ask with a note of panic. Homosexual and Jew it say . Ireland. “but hard our fine hour either. ship us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of hunger.” I continue.” Clarry focus. And.” “I never think of it quite like that.” Clarry said. I should think a neutral court would have found us both bad. duck his head back behind my newspaper. “Marxist. “Our Russian counter-part on the shore there would have said–” “Our counter-part. pause to adjust the map on my table. Either way.

are push. those they were to murder– Social bad choose to be politic not rely-able to the Nazi cause.these were. any other choice into a honor it never was.” I said.. 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. in the face of those that live to ideal and over-come from their loss. Clarry..” “Nobody walk into a sword will: they fall on it. with-out regard for them-self. Sir?” “No. that other might give their own . Goering and Goebbels?” “No. Hitler. they die for what they choose in?” “So we are to choose. or stab. where after belief change the value of their not able to see any other opt.” “Martyr they were then. So.” “Who. it say. Clarry. Not until we have not understood the lesson. “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. Their death mark a victory fail.

but as soon as you force an not support belief onto other. what was behind them. Jameson.” “The legend of Martyr is a lesson after and above the fact?” Ask Jameson.” “Drag every-one else along with them. You can choose the sky is green. the Nazi make an not substance belief system.” “That the Legend of the Martyr. more see the depth of their fail as though a noble fruit lay at it end. a . you become as they all were. just another bully push people around. what was make across the sea. but by the beauty of legend. They fail to know what was in front of them. They fail.will to them in the name of their legend. “wish-full think on the good of it tell?” “Much like the Marxist they not like. Their lesson is one of fail.” “But is there any-thing wrong with be Marxist?” “So long as your do are not each one sly not enemy. They all fail. there is no-thing wrong with be any-thing. which in force on other. to act base on bad opinion became that which once slave them.

” “Such a think is forbid. Sir?” “That what I did. “We see what we are told we can see.” said Clarry.” “The glory of Martyr is the gate-way by . or the future give it afford it maker. and who go to stop them? No one see the legend make game. they are the would be profit of murder. No one even see there is a game. is some-one worse than even those that murder them. as our: That they die for what we choose in. “They were not successfull Clarry. not spoke. not their. could move above their lesson. they are all just dead. and any-thing beyond that is as you say forbid. there are no will Martyr. No one would ever question the honor of the dead. it is that I could only hope other would over-come by not repeat my not able to survive.” “But their lesson. did not work out the way I had hope and if any-thing can be learn from this.noble example base in our truth. they are dead.” “And any-one try to tell you they are more than dead.” I step back.

” . to survive every day. into a choice-less life base in the opinion of belief. we are not Martyr. for all who would like their fail to survive. “we are just dead.which the live invite the near dead.” “No.” I lean in. 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.

” think big said for me. Damn it all. “Who was that.. They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people.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. how did this happen?” “Sub-contract.. Cholmers. 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. “we need our own submarine!” .

not just the weak O. “Yes. Second-hand calm have no one to tend to them. We are here to create know that matter for men that matter. . now. people may start ask why we are here at all.I. to create more matter for us to be know about.” “You have a point you know. seal my fate. but there can-not always be some-thing for us to do now can there?” The Boss move notice-able.S. and still edge back.” he fan his hand. An know wild-fire. 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. “that rage across the land.” life drain from the Boss' face.” I do quick much that I might not be heard at all. why are we still here?” “That is exact how it start.A. sign my exit.” – until my enemy person tell my escape. Not this bad second-hand calm we have seen since the end of the war.“Cute. with us as it keep.. which I began as casual as maybe. “Strategy Service.S. “I am aware of that idea. – “We are the C. so they can take action that matter.” I said now half-way across the room.

or cheap. should not we have been sent home with the soldier?” “Our job are not idea.” I move with the door handle. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next.” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. “You ask me. it is only one that make the other. “and there never not been a war on somewhere.“is only apply-able during war-time. “You need to find us some-thing to do!” Leave that kettle to stew. but even that be more than was okay. Army are not sent home. And if you do not want your job to become history. and as time past it was general see. and then too just not have war. I made my escape down the long clear hall of Center Intelligent. where often I lost both lost in think . Begin.” “Raise a good army is not some-thing that can be done simply. 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. It is simply too much cost to have war.” he yell me back. These are not the Dark-age.

The danger lie in how many . bad of every-thing they once said their own master of.. draw our look.” he ignore. found our-self with a front row seat to man dark hour.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had much body.and direction. “Just some-thing the postman once said deliver news-paper. back in the Great War. same in control of everything and no-thing. If with bullet or brain wash. year after year. “you know the page on page of death notice that came. Or was it a power call mad?” “They were not hunt for what they were.. We had spent years perfect their destroy and as all our plan fell together.. their all fell apart. A mad call power he said it was. day after day.” I make. “they were hunt for what they were not. “Germany our enemy. give it much steam and the abused will always become the abuser.. master will always make then hunt their own enemy to die.” state Jameson. On that day our game change as we. Reverse the table tomorrow. Our begin need.

” “Person govern mass-hysteria. other-wise free people rob of their basic right. they have their camp. that damn hard to have to watch. I hand the page back to Clarry. but they survive. poor is a word I should think their prisoner would ready dispute.they push to their cause. factory of death..” he said.” I said. but were the American ever bomb relent-less? The Japanese . Clarry..” Finish look over the photo.” “Well. not treat poor.” “Even Sir. mobile execute squad. “what a bad way to go. give in their name. “a many-die effort amount to the great system kill of human in all history. slave and murder that they them-self might live to the end of that day. They are not hunger to death.” “But–” “Do not let me think for you. “but hunger to death. change to their end. gas chamber. They have fill them with their politic not rely-able prisoner.” “Kill pit. Know the American though. hunger though.

” I said turn to walk out. been wait there long?” “Do not forget us not cure-able. mark a .. you will cure your not know on some-one else duty. now give me that paper. The rule change. if ever. “You must be at least this big. arm thrust up in the fascist manner. “They should not.” I smile up look at his hand. it should have said.” “Me and mine?” Ask Jameson. Captain– over-slept again. And the light go out..” “So.have rarely. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie. Sir!” “When the balloon go up. but if you would like–” “Any-one who was not them.” “It fail to make said of you actual.” Cookie snap to full attend. Sir.” “We hit them good. from on high.” “Would be a far other world if they did not. the way the American and our own boys did in Germany... have the same able to rain down hell. “to win the fascist race.” with his hand held level.

I ignore my slip grip in a blink.. your usual food will suit me just fine. The title can wait.” Cookie.” I sat down. Where is our peace bridge crusade? I puzzle.” “Let see. Two ally warrior straddle their over-come enemy. “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. and bent my brain around the thing at hand. “can I interest any-one in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks. 'Project:' the label joke me with it scary empty.. “no matter how large than life you are? You will always measure up short. that my desk. lift a new folder from my drawer.height he could never make. “Project: Project.. This is where most story . broke his attend smile back. as my aim-less lost move into the common of move make. feed the space it own word as I wrote. “Hey. and ask.. I think.” ~~~ There is some-thing to that.

“I real only got a look. across the aisle. but what?” I think while erase the 'j' from the extra Project. I would never get past the butler.” “So what your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst.. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was in talk with the Senator.” “Good look?” Ask Arie. Sure though these ally have a anger. “but I only saw the two last time I was there.fade to black.. With their problem solve there is no-thing left to be done.” I said.” Arie say. If I know social. “He one step ahead of me. I look do at his trick goings-on.” “Not even allow inside?” “No. “Maybe one has some-thing the other do not?” ~~~ “There were three of them. Mr. there will be one of each flavor: . as my phone said. “jealousy make the world go around– Now you say there are three of them. Cholmers. switch the phone to the other ear.

over-bear. Play this game right and you will have them all.” “Play to one asks the rest?” I ask.” Arie said. The solve to and cause of all their worry. “Only if they are not secure. “Their great need and weak. near not visible and each will think they are the other– Take whoever come first. ignore any-one else.” . accept-able.

Too clear. it can-not be an issue of volume. but had we miss some-thing... No. we got every-thing.” If their lay a make answer to Project Pro ect.. hunch in close to my catch file stop idea escape..” “We have some-thing they should have. “The Russian have take more from Germany than we have.. it ..” “They have some-thing we should have. That is better. but what?” “From the report I have seen..” I think. It must be some-thing exact.003 – Part 3 We “ T hey have some-thing we do not have..

lost by a house steal silverware. *** And there it is. I move.would be in the soldier meet file. Cholmers.” and those file held the key to see what that was. did you?” “I got it!” He smile nervous. “Boss!” In by the door of his out office. “got what?” “The Mountain Fort from which Hitler made his last stand– Some-thing the Russian have which we do not. some random Joe. so I never stop the tough stuff as it was always a good read. “Boss!” “Yes. The Bavarian Fort!” . Common. *** Weeks pass as I read talk after talk of person from the war. I shed paper all the way. would come up with plan to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanic of big. duck the Secretary look. The small had the most interest discover by far. off like a rocket up the stairs. “The Soviet have some-thing we need. These people hid thing in the darn place.

we have look.. just as you say.. which over time happy all know and the two myth of Alpine and Bavarian Fort fade into one. the real fort is not even in Germany as we know it today. think that was not it at all. It is in the land the Bavarian . but–” “Cholmers. Which we late mean to be the Alpine Fort we had heard so much chat about. This Fort. The Berghof. but–” “Precise. lead to a field search of Bavaria and report stack so high no one will ever bother us again.” “But this was never The Great South Fort from which the Nazi might make their last fight. a Holy Grail!” He said fan his one free hand. with it rather big underground fort. All they ever found was Hitler mountain-top home. It is bad. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fort is not in Bavaria. now have we?” “We are not even sure one exist. “with team of people.“Bavaria is already in our hand.” I said. “out-side a single less-than-clear report from one of our soldier. “and we have never found.” he damn.” I said.

some-thing we can have. “Come on. like Soviet-occupy Bohemian.people were push out of time ago. talk people but see none.” The Boss raise an eye-brow.” “Just as you say. are the plan.” I make quiet of those happy. should we have a good reason for want them?” “You mean more than– I should not think so..” he smile on me. I focus in on his .” ~~~ “I always knew I would see me dead and bury. and my service end found it faith-full few move from this rain anger.. slide up by the brush two hundred yard out.” I think aloud. my Master. I had not guess any-thing too big but this was small. all except one soul. “Now more big than it place. Half an hour pass. Czechoslovakia. The maybe of their exist is all we need for hope to see ever favor-able on our move. to the east. “because none of that stop my point. show me some honor. as my binocular show me a less-than-spectacular crowd. hold around my open grave. which should not be too hard to fix. I look at their show.

” I sigh. ~~~ “Look at this.fade shadow. think sure he had to have heard my soggy foot-step. as I made my way stand under umbrella. but the shadow made no move of my self: be. hope point-less this might make some react. “who could this be?” My burst smile ask it-self as a man step out.” it stop just short of my grave. step care-full around this pour rain puddle. to the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. still stand in the not belief we both now share for the black limousine pull to the curb beyond. I focus in on him.” This had better be worth my while. but their quiet said alone push me on. “That no hearse. My know leave him in need of this sight purpose. . A driver it appear to be. I could feel the water I fear seep into my sock. “these shoes will be ruin. though he look more like a butler I not knew. this car roll not for me. I stop far much away that I might be anyone pay my honor and stood there. No matter my care-full step. my bad look back at the car dark window try to say.

I stop at the front. con-front him with dirt hold hand held out. make down on my own neverless-secure time. but my step back. think this is what I am go to hell for. pause for a minute. look into the grave. his step join mine.” I can-not say for sure my word were heard. and present my real. before exhale over the slow rain.mourn. I step two step close. he is wait even now. Dobriski?” I ask the statue. grab a huge hand-full of dirt and finish my motion with a step back. listen – squish quiet – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. like the worst hand-shake he might ever join. And before time forgot it-self. told me I could do no more. Still no motion. feel the weight it bore. wet feet. past the soak figure still look death into the grave. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. guide my follow . look back at the limousine. Step forward. dirt-freehand. what little I could see in this fade light. I could stand idle no long. and slow go to the limousine. Look deep into his dead-eye face. I reach down. “Mr. No move came. “Eli Dobriski?” I wait.

as I wait. Hand him my towel as he step in.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine side him. and even your low station with-in . “was he?” “Your father and I had a special relation. in this note-book are your contact number. he return the favor and together we make far more than the sum of our part. the game we play has gone global. I ask. and this will be much miss at home. I know you are not part of duty Happy Make as your father was.” “Now. for as long as we have been friend. Look over into his bright eyes. We know each other since Law School. But with our victor over Europe. close the door. He will be much miss. Eli.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. “Sigh.to the back.” “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. I made sure he move ahead. Eli. alone with the rain for how long.

where other only fail. If you take no-thing else from this meet Eli. as our final well-inform past President Hoover tour. take that word. has just make to us all. But by his know do alone. Herbert Hoover convey we. not all their own do. they now make see to a voice which stand as they should have before. We. for a crime and an end. is the bond that divide you from him. we.” “As the great fail of our own great hunger act on this very day. say as no other ever could have before.” “Postwar Germany suffer this fate even now. Those crime hostage people of Germany. “We will not sit idle by and watch as yet another great people slip below the wave of poor. It dumb people poor at the easy fate their own not of action have make on them.European Affair could be of great use. . that our action come the death and suffer of million and this will change now. by the free flow of know your matter bring: We will good.” the Senator said. Eli. point out my window at his driver still stand under umbrella. I want you to think about the big of that word alone.

Today. With the Marshall Plan. right now Eli. the only weapon.” “We make the differ. and a poor Germany can no long serve this end. is the only enemy. 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. the hunger and bad that follow. to a crime that will now and again be our own for do no-thing note-worth to stop. a new type of war is born out of suffer fuel bad information alone. “suffer their own postwar bad. Their try to far them-self from their hunger neighbor in West Germany.” the Senator say.both good and bad alike. “Now with the Soviet. fought by . our not of good action. we are see an bad there. have be far more entertain than was guess for the agent of Ally power. and watch quiet as each new time good become the next time bad. for never again has no except.” I sat still look at the rain out-side. Son. where our spite fill mad. suffer their wound of war. We will not do it again. carry with them not just their own hope-less future but those of their past enemy – our ally – as well.

follow my feet back into the rain. and with a single pull of the other. and the spy who serve this war of know wild trade in bad information. serve me as your father did and we will go place you can only dream. . let my see drift past his perfect smile.” “Though I am a will agree in this new war. And I will not be victim by our plan to bring peace and freedom to this world.govern agency of lie. Son. know path. who will be in control of this truth. it is only those who be in-the-know. down to the note-book soft leather bind now hold firm in my hand. This is your do.” I look back into the Senator eyes.

near half of Germany people was to be kill by the stop of . as local tense make to pull us away to more big duty. Hunger and bad spread. Postwar reconstruct of Europe delay around us. Split in two. two year had pass since the end of the war and the begin of our move. stop to move as a whole. as Europe. with-out it industry heart-land to keep it machine in motion. 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.

The Mountain you are look for is now the flat we stand on.international food. “It is not so hard idea. 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. Safe cloak by this bad. Agent Cholmers. Europe live in bad. We are too late. “that can real happen?” . find my-self back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun some year ago. our project. but million of–” “Move the mountain.” I finish her think. “This real is it?” I ask our Field Chief. win move the next war horizon ever close. The Russian. Where is the mountain? Where is the fort?” “They are not here any-more.” I stare blank. give the Russian kill of Nazi. win hung in the balance. “This flat is surprise less mountain like than I had begin been lead to think. through-out their take land. Time was now limit. have not only with million of their own soldier at war end.

With it only eye-witness – their prisoner – all then ship to Siberia. this site be it exist. make their new found force labor. “just a matter of man-power. There no-thing here.” “Even better. they form a perfect circle at the center of this flat. would have form a hill the height your soldier had it at.” my look make it-self. never to be seen or more big heard from again. need the .” “See. around your under mountain fort. follow the war. erase this war damage right along with history it-self.She nod back happy.” – walk away from my long-wind friend. See these ring. with map in hand I check her fact.” “Good!” I exclaim. First the Nazi. as she tail along with-out lose a beat – “then the Russian. this entire land was empty of not military person. gravel every new road and rail for a thousand mile east of here. “I do not see that. With most big. which it-self if tall. “Here have a look at this person report. Agent Cholmers. the rock of your past mountain fort just as like join their final march. like the rest of us.

if only mind. now look in by the window of the cafe. I await their come.more need of it plan. I notice the same two men I had note before. The Russian had go. was late. while present. my radio man. They were a confuse said of postwar Soviet plans that lead us to a place of Russian hold secret. Quick turn back to the . if only for the time and be rather bore as of late. With war team in motion.” *** With a slow down in work. He smile my answer. follow the honor of our Berlin Air-lift. in an ignore look small apartment on the second floor across the street from our goal. Project Pro ect stop. You do not need something to look for no-thing. Turn to walk out. out fetch food. we go into the ever dark city that was Berlin. Take this begin. ~~~ “Is that much?” I ask the cafe cashier. until an bad crime last word reach us. Some more year had pass since my last trip of this project.

just as luck turn the door handle for me. I turn casual count safe harbor. I grip our food tight. while look for some mean I was not just be fear. he point to the left.” same with the crowd. the shadow I fear move as a man. and I with my food made our way down that hall-way to a door at the end. my eyes move my panic only true fact. Behind me. A second man. I move with the door lock. Once on the street.cashier. “Pardon me. Left then . I move ever deep into it size. What meet of jab and turn were have to make a quick escape? I think as a shadow. into the other alleyway. a less of light with which to plan my think of these mystery locks. I ask for the bath-room. I step out into the alley-way continue my way back to the apartment. It was not even lock. “excuse me. and push with-out think to the close group of people across the street. Not look back again. a market or some large hold of common person it appear. make bad my plan. a row of them. look up and down the street. turn fast open his news-paper.” make my way into the safe of the herd.

seal the deal. which saw only his ugly hat and coat cloak my move. I ran down their alley and between a row of deliver truck. got my last wad of cash. right at the alley-way I had move from. I began run down one aisle by a door into another part of the store. A use clothe store. “Thank you. on the other side. My breath grew deep. The store-front came. I hid up against them. down a staircase ever to my escape. Look around for my make. no-thing came. This is where they will come from if they were follow me. A corner door at the end of the next block call me on. and I run out the front street entrant. . look into the store reflect of the intersect I had just come from behind me. I focus on the window reflect look right then behind me over and again. I jump across the street. Stop the door behind me. but no bad person were to be seen. across the street.” move out their back-door. stuff into it clerk hand. with two column in front of it glass-house display window. as soon as I broke their line of sight. as I look left into the reflect of the bombed-out city that was Berlin. Step caution out of my hide place.right. Though I wait.

fear fully swallow.” hand him the cafe bag. “nice hat. across the street from the Russian place. I found my make and quick walk the few block back to our apartment. said. As I close the door. “our food is cold. Cholmers look up. With food still in tow and none the worse for wear. I enter our thin hide look post. “and your war has begun. ever mind full of those who might be watch me.” . Mr.freedom mine to lose.” I said.

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explores the finer meaning of the meaningless meanings overlooked by understanding itself. On the eve of the last genocide and the morning of the next. and with this eraser it all begins again. That they could. agents of allied power. justifying their truth begin a crusade beyond which lay a purposeful war. this series of psychological short stories. where stands an insignificant letter between a brief moment of peace and the freedom only war can bring. . then they should leaving no one asking why. goes that letter. on a single file under a new eraser. inside a plain building. that they would.Summary An epic adventure into misunderstanding. ~~~ Beyond this boring town.

The number of tasks a group can excel beyond the individual is countless: Together we hunt greater and gather more. Wherever we have come together in pursuit of this task: only decadence. corruption. and deception thereof. more only makes us stronger. you will not find an unguided majority who will agree with . it is surely that we can do more together than ever apart. usury. among those tasks which we excel so greatly in numbers in. climb higher for longer. thinking cannot be counted.Preface – English S adly. Yet if our history exhibits anything more than our gross capacity for violence. travel farther for cheaper. though no body or group ever assembled has thought more freely by increasing its number. Among a people who can wholeheartedly be convinced to drag any stone to the top of any hill. stagnation and subjugation ensue. dig faster and deeper.

weak and unsure. For where you were fallible. they that are bound are undeniably pure. and they'll all agree if they'll all just think like me. for they can't be wrong if they all agree. Because when thinking. So they'll unite. but once they must fall it'll be this Fragment Earth. the familiar physical grouping of we. becomes the followed intellectual tyranny of a me.what should be done with it once it is there. . defying them all.

Europe. they just didn't want to get it too wet. 1945 – “ M aybe. October 3. Lads.” “No. Anything to report?” . I mean if the Thermopylae is a new submarine why aren't we out there plying the oceans–” what Jameson.003 – Chapter 1 Watch – The North Sea. sinking Axis merchant vessels? Winning the war for King and Country? It's over mate you got here–” “Good “And Morning.

” “I'd be alone if I did.” he replied cautiously.” I yielded to curiosity.” “Be about your business then– Is this my newspaper you've been reading?” “Yes. “pictures this time too. “something more interesting than nothing would be going on here. “Yes.” handing me the newspaper's photo page.” “And the log.” “Fair enough.” and seeing the respect. “more camps found then?” “Yes.” Clarry replied stoically. Sir. not yet had my tea. “You'd think.“No new contacts.” .” I replied. Clarry. terribly gruesome. Sir!” “Tone it down a notch. “We just got here and already you are into my gear? Fold it correctly.” he silently presented an equally empty sheet of paper. “have it back on my desk by breakfast– Has our cook joined the living?” “Another half an hour I should expect.

just for being Christian – or so we are told – but mostly it was just for being. feeling helpless and sorry for . draw your own conclusion. starved to the bone they are. World War One.” Clarry looked up as though the light behind me held his truth. or even our own Irish. It was neither fair nor right. Clarry. Just because it happened yesterday does not make it any less important than the Armenians.” “This is war. that you have yet to see the bigger picture. without losing focus on the possibility. You want to walk around with the weight of the world on your shoulders. and never forget your role is to understand why. Look at them. Sir. the Turks wanted them off their lands so they slaughtered the majority of them in pursuit of such. the Ukrainians. “The Armenians.” I condemned. you will forget there is a game being played. The important thing is that you take note of these events from every source possible. more than a million. which is why they call it war. Horrible things happen. “You are as ignorant as the day is long.“Have a heart. If you spend too much time watching one card.

” “Not that war is required. Stalin starved ten million Ukrainians to death in the name of his Socialist reform. Ireland. remember the Irish potato famine– Capitalist Ireland.” he asked with a note of panic. “as unintentional.” Jameson chimed in. then war is your game. It's like this every few years.anyone with a story to tell. “Our Russian counterparts on the shore there would have described–” “Our counterparts. And. “Back in the thirties. “but hardly our finest hour either.” I said. while to them. I should think a neutral court would have .” “Surely. “Captain. “are we being watched?” “Safer to assume we are than not.” “Nothing intentional. pausing to adjust the maps on my table. we had nothing to do with that.” Jameson responded.” I resumed. Either way. we had a hand in on.” I continued.” Clarry focused. shipping us all we could eat while more than a million of their own died of starvation. “Described the Ukrainian starvation.

” “I never thought of it quite like that. Their death punctuates a victorious failure.” “Martyrs they were then. ducking his head back behind my newspaper. Not until we've misunderstood the lesson. Hitler.found us both culpable..” “Nobody walks into a sword willingly: “No. those they were to murder– Social deviants believed to be politically unreliable to the Nazi's cause. “Marxists. it says. Sir?” Clarry. “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. any other choice into a triumph it never was. in the face of those that survive to idealize and benefit from their loss. Homosexuals and Jews it says these were. Goering and Goebbels?” “No. . Clarry.” I said.” “Who.. they died for what they believed in?” “So we are to believe.” Clarry said. So. where after belief changes the value of their inability to see any other option.

” “The legend of Martyrdom is a lesson after and above the facts?” Asked Jameson. to act based on overwhelming opinion became that which once oppressed them. You can believe the sky is green. 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. you become as they all were. without regard for themselves. but as soon as you force an unsupported belief onto others. that others might sacrifice their own will to them in the name of their legend.they fall on it. which in forcing on others. just another bully pushing . are pushed. “wishful thinking on the behalf of its tellers?” “Much like the Marxists they opposed. the Nazis invented an unsubstantiated belief system. further plumbing the depths of their failure as though a noble fruition lay at its end. there is nothing wrong with being anything. or stabbed.” “But is there anything wrong with being Marxist?” “So long as your practices are neither insidious nor hostile.

is someone worse than even those that murdered them. not theirs. a noble example based in our truths. they are dead.people around. it is that I could only hope others would benefit by not repeating my inability to survive.” “Dragging everyone else along with them.” “And anyone trying to tell you they are more than dead. and who's going to stop them? No one sees the legend making . what was brewing across the seas. They failed to understand what was in front of them. there are no willing Martyrs. did not work out the “That's way I had hoped and if anything can be learned from this. They all failed. Jameson.” “But their lesson. but through the impunity of legend.” the Legend of the Martyr. they are the would be profiteers of murderers. what was behind them. could emerge above their lesson. as ours: That they died for what we believe in. Their lesson is one of failure. They failed. “They weren't successful Clarry. Sir?” “That what I did.” I stepped back. they're all just dead.

” “Such a thought is forbidden.” “No. for all who would admire their failure to survive. No one even sees there is a game. and anything beyond that is as you say forbidden. we're not Martyrs. “we're just dead.” . to survive every day.” I leaned in.” said Clarry.game. 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. or the future sacrifice it affords its makers.” “The glorification of Martyrdom is the gateway by which the living invite the nearly dead. “We see what we are told we can see. into a choiceless life based in the opinion of belief. No one would ever question the integrity of the dead.

.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. Cholmers. how did this happen?” “Subcontracting. my Liege?” “Three guesses. “Who was that.. They gave the Danzig watch to the British of all people.” inspiration's audacity . Damn it all. and you just know they're up there getting all the glory while we wait for scraps here at the end of the table.

but there cannot always be something for us to do now can there?” .S. signaling my exit. An information wildfire. why are we still here?” “That is exactly how it starts. with us as its tenders. to create more matters for us to be concerned about. and still edging backwards..said for me. Not this dismal secondhand trickle we've seen since the end of the war. people may start asking why we are here at all. not just the whimpering O. “that rages across the land. “I am aware of that theory. Secondhand trickles require no one to tend to them.” – until my traitorous ego betrayed my escape. so they can take actions that matter.S. now.” “You have a point you know. We are here to create information that matters for men that matter.” life drained from the Boss' face. “Yes. “we need our own submarines!” “Cute. – “We are the C.” he fanned his hands. which I began as casually as possible.” I said now halfway across the room. I'll leave funding that one up to you– We are not here for nothing! If we do not have something worth looking into.I.A.

Armies are not disbanded. and as time ripened it was generally recognized.” a competent army is not something that can be done simply. It's simply too expensive to have wars. and then too just not have wars. “You ask me. but even that proved more than was tolerable. sealing my fate.The Boss shivered noticeably. or cheaply. “is only applicable during wartime.” he bellowed me backwards. Initially. shouldn't we have been disbanded with the troops?” “Our jobs are not theory. “and there's never not been a war on somewhere. it is only one that tempers the other. whereas eternal war asks little more than participation of the unending masses we've suffered since time dawned. And if you do not want your job to become history. “You need to find us something to do!” “Raising .” I continued quickly enough that I might not be heard at all.” I felt my shoe hit the door behind me. we got through these lean peace years changing only our capacity. that it was just too much work to both be at war one day and not the next. “Strategic Service. These aren't the Dark-Ages.” I fiddled with the door's handle.

. “Germany's tyrannies.” our only focus for so long this is where I began again. where often I wandered both lost in thought and direction. “Just something the postman once said delivering newspapers. A madness called power he said it was. back in the Great War. We had spent years perfecting their destruction and as all our plans fell together. drawing our stare. theirs all fell apart. found ourselves with a front row seat to man's darkest hour.” stated Jameson.. I made my escape down the long sterile halls of Central Intelligence.. simultaneously in control of everything and nothing.Leaving that kettle to stew. Reverse the tables .” I interjected.. Our original mandate. On that day our game changed as we. “they were hunted for what they were not. Or was it a power called madness?” “They were not hunted for what they were. ~~~ “We could build a better world if only we had enough bodies. day after day.” he dismissed. year after year. “you know the pages upon pages of death notices that came.

“a genocidal menagerie amounting to the greatest systematic slaughter of humans in all history. Whether with bullets or brain washings. hunger though. “what a horrible way to go.” “But–” “Don't let me think for you.” I suggested. radicals will always define then hunt their own fanatics to extinction. mobile execution squads.” pits. that's damned demoralizing to have to watch..” “Individually governed mass-hysteria. The danger lies in how many they infect toward their cause.” he said. give it enough steam and the abused will always become the abuser. gas chambers.. Clarry. “but starved to death. enslave and murder that they themselves might live to the end of that day. I handed the page back to Clarry.tomorrow. “Killing Consider the Americans though.” Finished looking over the photos. they have . manipulate to their ends. guilty of everything they once reproached their own oppressors of. factories of death. sacrifice in their name.

They've filled them with their politically unreliable prisoners..” “Indeed Sir. the way the Americans and our own boys did in Germany. The rules change.” “We hit them good.” . And the lights go out. otherwise free citizens robbed of their basic rights.their camps.. Captain– overslept again. but they survive..” I said turning to walk out. Sir. possessed the same ability to rain down hell. been waiting there long?” “Don't forget us incurables. “and tell– Good Morning Cookie. nor treated poorly. but were the Americans ever bombed relentlessly? The Japanese have rarely. They are not starved to death. poorly is a relative term I should think their prisoners would readily dispute. now give me that paper. from on high. Sir!” “When the balloons go up. you'll cure your ignorance on someone else's watch.” “Well. “They should not.” “Me and mine?” Asked Jameson.” “Would be a far different world if they did not. if ever..

” Cookie. but if you would like–” “Anyone who wasn't them. “to win the fascist's race. “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 . “no matter how larger than life you are? You will always measure up short.” with his hand held level. and asked. broke his attention smiling back. “You must be at least this big.“It failed to make mention of you actually.” ~~~ There is something to that. “can I interest anyone in our carrot on a string for breakfast?” “No thanks.” “So.” Cookie snapped to full attention.” I smiled up inquisitively at his hand. marking a height he could never achieve. as my aimless wander progressed into the familiarity of mission making. it should have said. I thought. your usual gruel will suit me just fine. arm thrust up in the fascist's manner.

Where is our peace bridging crusade? I puzzled. Two allied warriors straddling their vanquished foe. “I really only caught a glimpse.” “Good looking?” Asked Arie. I dismissed my slipping grip in a blink.” “Let's see. “Hey.. Surely though these allies have a gripe.. 'Project:' the label ambushed me with its daunting emptiness. “Project: Project. With their problems solved there is nothing left to be done. “but I only saw the two last time I was there. switching the phone to the other ear..” I sat down. The title can wait. but what?” I wondered while erasing the 'j' from the superfluous Project... This is where most stories fade to black. I was out in the car the whole time while my father was .. feeding the space its own word as I wrote. and bent my brain around the task at hand. that's my desk. lifting a new folder from my drawer.we had to justify it on arrival.” I said. “Maybe one has something the other does not?” ~~~ “There were three of them.

” “Playing to one draws the rest?” I asked. I stared intently at his covert goings-on. “Only if they're insecure. across the aisle.” . The solution to and cause of all their worries. acceptable. there will be one of each flavor: overbearing. I'd never get past the butler. If I know socialites. forgoing anyone else. “He's one step ahead of me. “Their greatest pursuit and weakness. as my phone replied. Play this game right and you'll have them all.” “So what's your plan?” “Jealousy! Perfect!” Burst. “jealousy makes the world go around– Now you say there are three of them. nearly invisible and each will believe they are the other– Take whoever advances first.” Arie replied. Cholmers.in talking with the Senator.” Arie continued. Mr.” “Not even allowed inside?” “No.

it cannot be an issue of volume. No.. Too obvious. “The Russians have taken more from Germany than we have..” .. we got everything. That is better.. It must be something specific. but had we missed something. hunching in closer to my quarried file preventing revelation's escape.003 – Chapter 3 We “ T hey have something we do not have.” I continued. but what?” “From the reports I've seen.....” “We have something they should have.” “They have something we should have.

it would be in the interrogation files. Cholmers. off like a rocket up the stairs. “Boss!” In through the door of his outer office. The menials had the most interesting discoveries by far. ducking the Secretary's glare.If their lay a definitive answer to Project Pro ect. “The Soviets have something we need. I darted. wandering through a house stealing silverware. would come up with plans to a ballistic missile submarine or some mechanism of relative importance. so I never shirked the tougher stuff as it was always a promising read. Typically. “got what?” . *** And there it is. “Boss!” “Yes. I shed papers all the way.” and those files held the key to realizing what that was. some random Joe. did you?” “I got it!” He smiled nervously. These people hid things in the darnedest places. *** Weeks passed as I read interview after interview of personnel from the war.

The Bavarian Fortress!” “Bavaria is already in our hands. but–” “Precisely. “outside a single less-than-clear report from one of our liaisons. The Berghof.” I said. All they ever found was Hitler's mountaintop residence. Which we later confirmed to be the Alpine Redoubt we'd heard so much chatter about. This Fortress.” I interrupted. “and we have never found. with its rather elaborate underground. was not it at all. thinking that “Cholmers. leading to a field search of Bavaria and reports stacked so high no one will ever bother us again. which over time satisfied all curiosities and the two myths . now have we?” “We are not even certain one exists. but–” a Holy Grail!” He said fanning his one free hand. we've looked.Mountain Redoubt from which Hitler made his last stand– Something the Russians have which we do not. “except one small fact: The Bavarian Fortress is not in Bavaria.. just as you say. It is desperate. “with teams of researchers..” he “The condemned.

my Liege. “Now more important than its location. which should not be too difficult to establish. to the east. It is in the land the Bavarian tribes were pushed out of eons ago.” “But this was never The Great Southern Fortress from which the Nazis might make their last stand. something we can posses. are the plans. as my binoculars showed me a less-than-spectacular .” The Boss raised an eyebrow. the real fortress is not even in Germany as we know it today.. sliding up through the brush two hundred yards out. Czechoslovakia.” I thought aloud. likely Soviet-occupied Bohemian. The possibility of their existence is all we need for hope to gaze ever favorably upon our quest. “because none of that defied my point.” he smiled on me.of Alpine and Bavarian Redoubts faded into one.” “Just as you say. should we have a formal reason for wanting them?” “You mean more than– I shouldn't think so.” ~~~ “I always knew I'd see me dead and buried..

I focused in on him.” This had better be worth my while. I settled in for their show. this car rolls not for me. “Come on. Half an hour passed. show me some respect. my desperate look back at the car's . “That's no hearse. A driver it appeared to be. stepping carefully around this pouring rain's puddles. I focused in on his fading shadow.” I sighed.crowd. all except one soul.” I demanded quietly of those gawking. I'd not expected anything too substantial but this was pathetic. and my service's end found its faithful few scurrying from this emerging rain's wrath. 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. “these shoes will be ruined. though he looked more like a butler I vaguely knew.” it stopped just short of my grave. gathering around my open grave. “who could this be?” My bursting smile asked itself as a man stepped out. ~~~ “Look at this. gossiping revelers but seeing none.

“Eli Dobriski?” I waited. No acknowledgment came. “Mr. mourning. Stepping forward. past the soaked figure still staring deathly into the grave. thinking surely he had to have heard my soggy footsteps. Still no motion. I reached down. but the shadow made no acknowledgment of my presence: remaining. thinking this is what I'm going to hell for. grabbed a huge handful of dirt and . looking back at the limousine. staring into the grave. toward the lone statue at the foot of the open grave. I stopped far enough away that I might be anyone paying my respects and stood there. I could stand idly no longer. Despite my careful steps. feeling the weight it bore. hoping pointlessly this might trigger some reaction. I could feel the water I feared seeping into my socks. bearing down on my own never-less-secure fate. I stepped two steps closer. before exhaling over the drizzling rain.darkened windows tried to say. but their stagnate retort alone pushed me onward. Dobriski?” I asked the statue. pausing for a minute. as I made my way huddled under umbrella.

Looked deep into his dead-eyed face.” the Senator said as I sat down in the limousine beside him. I stopped at the front. “was he?” . “Sigh. but my step back. dirt-freehand. confronting him with dirt laden hand held out. closing the door. “Eli Dobriski? Senator Wiesenthal would speak with you. told me I could do no more. listening – squishing quietly – to hear the thump of the clump hit the wood of the lid. and presented my reality. his steps joined mine. guiding my follower to the back. Looking over into his bright eyes. He will be sorely missed. Eli. and slow retreat toward the limousine. he is waiting even now. like the worst handshake he might ever engage.finished my motion with a step back. Handing him my towel as he stepped in. I asked. wet feet.” ~~~ “Your father was a good man. And before time forgot itself. what little I could see in this fading light.” I cannot say for certain my words were heard. as I waited. alone with the rain for how long.

has just revealed to us all. and this will be sorely missed at home. through the free flow of information your resource brings: We will prevail. in this notebook are your contact numbers. I know you're not part of Morale Operations as your father was. he returned the favor and together we achieved far more than the sum of our parts.father and I had a special relationship. as our finally well-informed former President Hoover's tour. But with our victory over Europe.” “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.” “Postwar Germany suffers this fate even now. Eli. and even your lowly station within European Affairs could be of great use. where others only fail. We'd known each other since Law School. the game we play has gone global. I've made certain he moved ahead. Its misinformed citizens demise at the convenient fate their own lack of actions have . for as long as we've been friends.

is the bond that separates you from him. for a crime and an ends. right now Eli. both innocent and guilty alike. But through his informed capability alone. that our actions precede the deaths and sufferings of millions and this will change now. suffering their wounds of war. Those criminally hostage citizens of Germany. carry with them not just their own hopeless futures but those of their former enemies – our allies – as well. we. they now bear witness to a voice which stands as they should have before. Today. Herbert Hoover conveys we. we are .” the Senator said.” “As the greatest failure of our own great depression acts on this very day. the starvation and desperation that follow. saying as no other ever could have before. I want you to think about the importance of that word alone. “We will not sit idly by and watch as yet another great people slip below the waves of poverty. pointing out my window at his driver still huddled under umbrella. If you take nothing else from this meeting Eli. Eli. We.brought upon them. not entirely their own doing. take that word.

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. and watch quietly as each new generation's innocence becomes the next generation's guilt. our lack of positive action. to a crime that will now and again be our own for doing nothing noteworthy to prevent. Son. a new type of war is born out of suffering fueled disinformation alone.” the Senator “We continued. We will not do it again. have proven far more entertaining than was expected for the agents of Allied powers. With the Marshall Plan. and a distraught Germany can no longer serve this end. Their attempt to distance themselves from their starved neighbors in Western Germany. . the only weapon.” define the difference. is the only perpetrator. for never again has no exception.” I sat still staring at the rain outside. where our spite filled disconcert.witnessing an atrocity there. “suffering their own postwar privations. “Now with the Soviets.

information conduit. serve me as your father did and we will go places you can only dream. let my gaze drift past his perfect smile. This is your role.fought by government agencies of propaganda.” I looked back into the Senator's eyes. who will remain in control of this truth. down to the notebooks supple leather binding now clutched firmly in my hand. Son. And I will not be victimized by our efforts to bring peace and freedom to this world. and the spies who serve this war of information's lucrative trade in disinformation. . and with a single pull of the other. it is only those who remain inthe-know. followed my feet back into the rain.” “Though I am a willing participant in this new assault.

without its industrial heartland to keep its machines in motion. as Europe. as local tensions threatened to pull us away to more important duties. Split in two.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. Postwar reconstruction of Europe delayed around us. stripped to the shelves and suppressed . ceased to function as a whole. Hunger and privation spread.

finding myself back at the very spot where our search for this Holy Grail had begun several years ago. The Mountain you are looking for is now the plateau we stand on. Agent Cholmers. given the Russian's ruthless “They . as our successes moved the next war's horizon ever closer. Europe flailed in desperation. Time was now limited. “It is not so terribly inconceivable. our project continued unabated. success hung in the balance. “This plateau is surprisingly less mountain like than I had originally been lead to imagine. We are too late. Where is the mountain? Where is the fortress?” are not here anymore. Safely cloaked by this turmoil.” I starred blankly.by the Allies Morgenthau Plan. “This really is it?” I asked our Field Chief. 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. this entire region was empty of nonmilitary personnel. throughout their occupied territories. following the war.” my stare defined itself.” I finished her thought. never to be seen or more important heard . inundated not only with millions of their own soldiers at war's end. With its only eyewitnesses – their prisoners – all then shipped to Siberia. but millions of–” “Moved the mountain. First the Nazis.” “See. See these rings. as she tailed along without losing a beat – “then the Russians. The Russians. which itself if taller. encompassing your under mountain fortress. “that can really happen?” She nodded back smugly. employing their newly found forced labor. “merely a matter of manpower. they form a perfect circle at the center of this plateau.extermination of Nazism.” – walking away from my long-winded colleague. would have formed a hill the height your liaison had it at. with map in hand I rechecked her facts. “Here have a look at this geologist's report. like the rest of us.

With most important. this site proves its existence. Several more years had passed since my last trip related to . There's nothing here. following the triumph of our Berlin Airlift.” “Even better. “I don't see that. Project Pro ect lingered. justifying the further pursuit of its plans. if only psychologically. graveling every new road and rail for a thousand miles east of here. The Russians had retreated. They were a rambling confession of postwar Soviet operations that lead us to a depository of Russian gathered secrets. if only for the moment and proven rather boring as of late.” *** With a slow down in activity. Agent Cholmers.” “Fantastic!” I exclaimed. until an ailing criminal's last words reached us. the rock of your former mountain fortress just as likely joining their final march.from again. You don't need something to continue to look for nothing.

now looking in through the window of the cafe. Turning to walk out. just as desperation . Quickly turning back to the cashier. was late. Taking this initiative. With borrowed assault team in motion. we settled into the ever darker city that was Berlin. in an innocuous looking small apartment on the second floor across the street from our mission objective. out fetching dinner. I fiddled with the door's locks. while presently. What combination of jabs and turns were required to make a quick escape? I wondered as an approaching shadow. he pointed to the left. my radio man. He smiled my answer. I awaited their arrival. threatened to foil my plan. I asked for the bathroom. a lessening of light with which to coordinate my cogitation of these mysterious manacles. ~~~ “Is that enough?” I asked the cafe cashier. and I with my dinner made our way down that hallway toward a door at the end. a row of them. I noticed the same two men I had noted before.this project.

my eyes darting my panic's only true register. turned immediately opening his newspaper. I leapt . The storefront came. I began running down one aisle through a door into another section of the store. a market or some large gathering of common folk it appeared. while looking for some confirmation I was not just being paranoid. Not looking back again. and pushed without thought toward the closest cluster of witnesses across the street. looking up and down the street.” making my way into the safety of the herd.” mingling with the crowd. I gripped our dinner tight. A second man. I moved ever deeper into its fray. “excuse me. into the opposing alleyway. I turned casually counting safe harbors. Left then right. Looking around for my bearings. as soon as I broke their line of sight.turned the door's handle for me. down a staircase ever toward my escape. Once on the street. the shadow I feared emerged as a man. and I disappeared out the front street entrance. I stepped out into the alleyway resuming my way back to the apartment. “Pardon me. It was not even locked. Behind me.

I hid up against them. stuffed into its clerk's hand. as I looked left into the reflection of the bombedout city that was Berlin. fear fully swallowed. on the opposite side. I concentrated on the window's reflection looking right then behind me over and again. A corner door at the end of the next block beckoned me onward. freedom mine to lose.” moving out their backdoor. but no suspicious characters were to be seen. I found my bearings and quickly walked the few blocks back to our apartment. . staring into the stores reflection of the intersection I had just come from behind me.across the street. This is where they will come from if they were following me. caught my last wad of cash. My breath grew deep. Stepping cautiously out of my hiding place. across the street. with two columns in front of its glasshouse display window. nothing came. A used clothing store. sealing the deal. which saw only his ugliest hat and coat cloaking my blurred. Though I waited. I ran down their alley and between a row of delivery trucks. “Thank you. right at the alleyway I had emerged from. Wedging the door behind me.

” handing him the cafe bag. Mr. I reentered our thinly disguised observation post. With dinner still in tow and none the worse for wear. “our dinner is cold. Cholmers looked up. “and your war has begun. across the street from the Russian depository.” I replied. “nice hat.” . As I closed the door.ever mind full of those who might be watching me. remarking.

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