Oberheim (Voices): A Chronicle of WarLeadem, Christopher
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Oberheim (Voices): A Chronicle of War
Leadem, Christopher
Science fiction
"Have you lost your mind, man? I'd sooner make a pact with the Devil.
You just do your job and hold 'em off until we get there, or I'll
replace you with someone of stouter fiber and longer memory. Help from
the English, indeed!" And that was the end of it.
New Belfast fell to the enemy, and could not be retaken.
Here, at least, was a clear moral for anyone to read. By facing the
darkness alone and stubbornly, refusing all help, by not using
unsparingly all the resources at their disposal, and by placing beliefs
in constraining patterns upon a world where no such narrow order
existed, the frontier Irish were swept away. And all their heart,
courage and past, all their faith in life and beauty of soul were
rendered meaningless, and in the end amounted to naught, because of it.
But for one disturbing question. What was Blackwood really after?
Part, the Second
The wind, she blows extreme
My mind would scream
But for the discipline
That empty years have taught it.
Richard Dark, a denaturalized American citizen, had risen swiftly
through the ranks of the (People's Republic of) Chinese Army, and
because of his technical understanding and combat experience, along
with the marked favor of vice-Chairman Tam, had been put in charge of
the Outer Fences of the two settled planets of the Tsingtao system, now
under attack by Soviet-backed Cuban forces.
Viewed mockingly by some, since they were not accompanied by a powerful
Space Navy, these unique defenses were nonetheless a highly effective
form of planetary cover. Invented by Dark himself, in conjunction with
the exiled physicist Tolstoy (both men had chosen not to reveal the
full discovery to their native governments, and were therefore
outcast), they were based on a combined series of shields and orbiting
Artillery Stations, similar to, but more highly integrated than those
of the East Germans, in that the shields themselves were wrapped about
the great mace-shapes of the Stations like nets of energy strung
between harbor mines.
But what made them effective was the source of their power. Not only
did they feed off the sun, but also used the very energy of assaulting
blasts to strengthen the fields, and channel the drawn-off power into a
reverse stroke by the corresponding station---like an aimed mirror of
aggression. The harder an opponent struck, the harder was the blow
returned.
Public-domain text, read in full here on John Shaqi.
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