Science fiction; Time travel -- Fiction; War stories; World War, 1939-1945 -- Fiction
Kahl burst into a desperate, unheard babble of protest. At a wave of
Schwinzog's hand the guards closed in. The Herr Doktor was dragged away
bodily, shouting disjointedly about the blindness of the Philistines
and Hitler's thousand years.
"As for you two," Schwinzog eyed Manning and Dugan with an oddly
speculative air, "since you have admitted American nationality, your
punishment is limited to immediate deportation--back to America."
They were more staggered than they would have been if he had said they
would be executed for failure to wear monocles.
As the guards surrounded them, Schwinzog raised his hand, his face
adorned by a mocking grin. "One more thing. You will be interested to
know that the raid on the Black Forest experimental station missed its
objective; the building destroyed was an unimportant storehouse. The
actual refining plant is nowhere in the vicinity. The project of which
your organization seems to be so well informed goes on as before and
will be completed inside a week. You may carry the message to America:
_One week to live._"
III
They had little opportunity, during the airplane flight to Hamburg, to
exchange impressions or theories; they were constantly under the eyes
of two nondescript, expressionless men who sat unblinking, with hands
in the pockets of their civilian jackets.
Nor was it better after that; at Hamburg their watchdogs delivered them
to another pair apparently shelled from the same pod. One of the first
set passed the word laconically: "Two American spies. To be released in
Neuebersdorf, by order of Gestapoleiter Schwinzog." And the new guards
saw Manning and Dugan aboard a great transatlantic rocket.
It was from the rocket over Hamburg that they got their first real look
at a twenty-first century metropolis. Only from twenty miles high could
it be appreciated--the immense sweep of city in which straight-line
highways connected innumerable village-like centers interspersed
among the soft green of parks and woodlands, covering the broad plain
of the Elbe mouth and sprawling away to the eastward to join with
Lubeck across the base of the Danish peninsula. While they watched it,
spellbound, in the mirror-ports, the fairy city sank away and vanished
in the mist and shadow of evening; and the rocket ascended steadily and
almost soundlessly into thinning layers of stratosphere, and the sun
rose up in the west before it.
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