"Steve Gordon - Ensectoid 01 - The Ensectoid Invasion" - читать интересную книгу автора (Gordon Steve)

in an ambush. As President Marshall unwisely sent nearly the
entire fleet to Vitalics, we are now left open and
defenseless to an Insectoid invasion."
He paused for a moment to let this sink in.
"The Insectoids will be coming, in some worlds in a
matter of hours, and others in a few days. Worlds on the
outskirts of the League may be lucky enough to have a few
weeks, but they will come, sooner or later. This is a
terrible time for the League; we have been led to defeat by
the naivete and incompetence of our leaders."
"But ultimately we are the ones at fault, we, through
our complacency and nearsightedness and preoccupation with
consumption and pleasure, who elected the Marshall and his
cronies on their unrealistic "peace now" plank. President
Marshall is no longer around to pay for his mistakes, but we
are. I have spent most of my adult life fighting to defend
what we hold so dear, and now we are about to lose it."
"To those of you who still value freedom, who are still
willing to fight for it, I call on you to rise up and resist.
Form small, mobile tactical groups. Harass the Insectoids and
make them pay for their occupation. Sabotage Insectoid
installations and kill as many Insectoids as you can. It will
be a long and difficult fight, but eventually we can make the
price of occupation too expensive for them to pay."
"As for myself, as long as I am alive the Insectoids
have not fully conquered the fleet. Never forget that as you
fight on the ground I will be here, in space, fighting for
you as well. Mark my words: someday we will meet again, and
the next time we do, we will regain our hard-won freedom
once again."
"This is War Admiral Norman North, signing off. Good
luck to all of you."
If the bridge had been merely stunned by North's
communication with Defense Minister Novacan, they were
overwhelmed by North's message to the League. It was one
thing to know that they had been defeated; to hear it from
North's lips, however, gave it a new weight and reality that
was only now sinking in.
Dulin moved closer to North's command chair. "Ah, sir,
do you think it was really wise to blame the people for
this?" he said, in a low voice.
"Wise?" said North, raising an eyebrow. "I don't care.
They're responsible. I've fought my entire life for these
people, and look at them! Most of them are parasites simply
living off their rohelpers and holopics, and haven't worked a
day in their lives. They voted for Marshall because war was
"inconvenient" and peace was the easy thing. Our rise in
technology and productivity was supposed to make life easier,
but when it reached the point when technology enabled the
population to stop working and simply seek out pleasure, it