And Atlantis had existed tomorrow, Justin Mader [snow like ashes TXT] 📗
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I pursued the military only marginal, because it was just a purely military operation. As far as I understood, they had to shoot a sort of death zone with fight jets all around my house, during the distraction phase, then the ground troops should be landed with some HH-47 Chinooks, while a few RAH-66 Comanche should form the backing. In the interim the feeder ships should be attacked in America and Russia with all what was available. In my opinion a pointless underpinned, because what we had heard of Smith so, we were technically so outmatched by the Quorx like ants to us.
But the military always had a believe in their own strength and superiority. And if they would not have it, they would not have joined of the Army. Moreover, they had learnt it in the military academy just in such a way, so it had to be all right. It also came in such a way as we had fancied this thus, at least in such a way as I personally had fancied it. Our own airplanes had not even rolled out of the hangars when most them were already destroyed on the ground. Also, the command troop, shortly in the air, it already had been chafed, by the black foreign hunters, looking like small terrible beetles. All together two thirds of the American and Russian unities had been destroyed, including the used nuclear bombers, helicopters and ground vehicles. At least 500,000 men died worldwide by this absurd action.
Absurd? Now not completely, because at least 15 of the small hunters and three of the feeder ships were able to be damaged, thanks to various tricks of Smith, and to suicidal attacks of our fighter pilots. Even if the action was absolutely absurd for an outsider like me, and a suicidal nonsense, nevertheless, it had two essential positive side effects. All radiation showers and impacts of the foreign weapons could be investigated by Smith and secondly, the strangers draw two conclusions of the military warfare. One positive for to us, but also one negative. The positive was that the ground troops in and around the feeder ships drew back and leave our people in the towns for the moment. Now as a result after the failure and the long faces pulling of the military, now an indescribable cheering from surged, we had won time. As a result, nevertheless, the spirits immediately again swung out in deep dejection, as a few hours later at once six parent ships circled in the orbit, instead of one.
"And now further?", asked Obama which held his big hands before his face and could suppress his tears not completely, "we have done our most possible!"
"Now I have expected this so", lectured Smith, like with intent to be all wright. Now maybe, all was wright in his mind!
"The technology of the Quorx has not changed a lot since our last conflict. The systems have become only slightly more efficient. However, the principle has remained everywhere the same. Now that is we must completely place on distraction and the technology of Atlantis. With which we again come back to your six boxes professor Turner."
"But, nevertheless, our command enterprise has failed!"
"Now", believed Smith, "I have not kept out my troops of this discussion for no reason. I have to penetrate the intention with at most 10 men including professor Turner and colonel Tamara Svetlana into his house to bring out the boxes."
I liked this already better, although to me the fact that I should take part personally in this action generated a little bit rotten feeling.
"And how should we reach there? Also, the Commando had no chance!"
"We will fly with one of our saucers. On account of the measuring values I would have to feed merely a few changes into the parameter values of the various machines, then we can get back with almost zero risk and again, without this the others will notice!"
Sighing Obama meant, "If the others agree with it, there is nothing else for me, but … !"
Smith, Tamara, I already might call her in such a way, and I went to one of the numerous lifts. After the doors had shut and Smith selected the last of three still indicated floors among us, the lift started moving. Suddenly Smith had a special device in the hands and fiddled around in it. When the last floor was reached, nevertheless, we stopped not immediately, but only after felt other five floors.
When we got out, we reached after an interlay piece and two hermetically concluded sluices, in a big hangar and there they stood, the unfulfilled dreams of every UFO of hunter ...
Eight ships of the most different classes, everybody for me unknown, most, however, discus-shaped, stood there before me.
Proudly Smith swarmed with pleasure, enumerated like a collector about his old-timer collection: "Here, one of our more topical Abuse classes, there the German-Artusian Haunebu II, besides a Vril7 and in the end two classes of the German-Artusian Haunebu III. The Delta-wings are copies which has finished by the US-Airforce, based on our impulse principle as prototypes. I think, on account of the special opponent we will fall back on the ‘a little bit antiquated’ German Haunebu II. With its KsK's, we can disturb the functionality of the quorxian engines best of all, if we get problems with them. Now to my rules, everything will get well! The adventure begins!"
Timeflash!
When I was exactly 9 years old, for the first time I visited the house of my grandfather with my parents. Grandfather was a wise man with an incredibly interesting narrative style. He could bring forward easy stories very absorbing, so that one was caught for hours by his stories. Therefore, later on occasionally I also went alone to his country estate and listened to his absorbing stories.
Vice versa he estimated obviously also me very much and tried to transmit his whole knowledge treasure to me. Especially absorbing I found it, as a young man if he reported the stories about the myths of the old-front. They were absorbing, exciting and instructive. Best I listened to him if he spoke of old cultures, in particular about the old people of the Egyptians. Though he himself had never been in Egypt, but his father had on his part a great-grandfather who was in company of a great statesman really in Egypt and received there in the old king's town of Saïs valuable information about a big set culture.
Thus, he told about this, his and also my forefather how this could bring directly an amusing history of the people of Atlantis in experience. "My boy, takes your recording devices and tapes my history, because they will determine fateful your life!", he said and continued:
"In the Egyptian Delta, at the head of which the river Nile divides, there is a certain district which is called the district of Sais, and the great city of the district is also called Sais, and is the city from which King Amasis came. To this city came your great-grandfather and the great statesman, and was received there with great honor; he asked the priests who were most skillful in such matters, about antiquity, and made the discovery that neither he nor any other Hellene knew anything worth mentioning about the times of old.
Thereupon one of the priests, who was of a very great age, said: 'Oh my son your people are never anything but children, and there is not an old man among you'. The great statesman return asked him what he meant.
'I mean to say', he replied, 'that in mind you are all young; there is no old opinion handed down among you by ancient tradition, nor any science which is hoary with age. And I will tell you why. There have been, and will be again, many destructions of mankind arising out of many causes; the greatest have been brought about by the agencies of fire and water, and other lesser ones by innumerable other causes. There is a story, which even you have preserved, that once upon a time Paethon, the son of Helios, having yoked the steeds in his father's chariot, because he was not able to drive them in the path of his father, burnt up all that was upon the earth, and was himself destroyed by a thunderbolt. Now this has the form of a myth, but really signifies a declination of the bodies moving in the heavens around the earth, and a great conflagration of things upon the earth, which recurs after long intervals; at such times those who live upon the mountains and in dry and lofty places are more liable to destruction than those who dwell by rivers or on the seashore. And from this calamity the Nile, who is our never-failing savior, delivers and preserves us. When, on the other hand, the gods purge the earth with a deluge of water, the survivors in your country are herdsmen and shepherds who dwell on the mountains, but those who, like you, live in cities are carried by the rivers into the sea. Whereas in this land, neither then nor at any other time, does the water come down from above on the fields, having always a tendency to come up from below; for which reason the traditions preserved here are the most ancient.'
'Many great and wonderful deeds are recorded of your state in our histories. But one of them exceeds all the rest in greatness and valour. For these histories tell of a mighty power which unprovoked made an expedition against the whole of Europe and Asia, and to which your city put an end. This power came forth out of the Atlantic Ocean, for in those days the Atlantic was navigable; and there was an island situated in front of the straits which are by you called the Pillars of Heracles; the island was larger than Libya and Asia put together, and was the way to other islands, and from these you might pass to the whole of the opposite continent which surrounded the true ocean; for this sea which is within the Straits of Heracles is only a harbour, having a narrow entrance, but that other is a real sea, and the surrounding land may be most truly called a boundless continent. Now in this island of Atlantis there was a great and wonderful empire which had rule over the whole island and several others, and over parts of the continent, and, furthermore, the men of Atlantis had subjected the parts of Libya within the columns of Heracles as far as Egypt, and of Europe as far as Tyrrhenia. This vast power, gathered into one, endeavoured to subdue at a blow our country and yours and the whole of the region within the straits; and then, my son, your country shone forth, in the excellence of her virtue and strength, among all mankind. She was pre-eminent in courage and military skill, and was the leader of the Hellenes. And when the rest fell off from her, being compelled to stand alone, after having undergone the very extremity of danger, she defeated and triumphed over the invaders, and preserved from slavery those who were not yet subjugated, and generously liberated all the rest of us who dwell within the pillars. But afterwards there occurred violent earthquakes and floods; and in a single day and night
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