"John Ringo - The Legacy of the Aldenata 7 - Watch On The Rhine" - читать интересную книгу автора (Ringo John)Mollified, if only partly, Athenalras glanced at the screen. "I see. You would have us land here, east on the flat open area . . ." "They call it Poland, my lord." "Poland?" queried Athenalras. "Barbarous name," he snorted. "Indeed," agreed Ro'moloristen. "And the reputation among the threshkreen of these thresh of this barbarous place, Poland, in war is no mean one, though they have had scant success." "And the other major landing?" "They call that France. Again, their reputation on the Path of Fury is no mean one, and yet, they too have had scant success." "I do not understand, puppy. We land, so you propose, at two locations where the local thresh are fierce in war but do not succeed in it? I simply do not understand." Ro'moloristen answered, "Sometimes, my lord, one can be powerful on file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/John%20Ringo%20-%20Aldenata%2007%20-%20Watch%20On%20The%20Rhine.html (9 of 353)23-12-2006 20:00:35 file:///K|/eMule/Incoming/John%20Ringo%20-%20Aldenata%2007%20-%20Watch%20On%20The%20Rhine.html the Path of Fury, and yet fail because there is one more powerful still." The young God King touched a claw to the screen. "Here. Here is the place. The home of the gray-clad thresh. The place which puts into the shadow the threshkreen of France and of Poland. The place for which we must prepare an assault such as the People have never seen." "And what is this fearsome place called, puppy?" "My lord, the local thresh call their home, 'Deutschland.'" Chapter 1 Fredericksburg, VA, 11 November 2004 Snow flecked the cheeks and eyebrows, falling softly to cover a scene of horror with a clean white blanket. White snow fell upon, melded into, the hair of a man gone white himself. He was stooped, that man. Bent over with the care of ages and the weight of his people resting on his old, worn back. The Bundeskanzler2 turned his eyes away from the gruesome spectacle even now being covered by snow. Bad enough to have seen a once vibrant and historical city scoured from the face of the earth as if it had never |
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