Adams, Stephen - Victory Rose by The Fuher's Final Trumpet (rtf)

Author:The Fuher's Final Trumpet (rtf) [Trumpet, The Fuher's Final]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER X

UNDER HITLER'S SPELL

Elated now, with the knowledge that Crush was still alive, Victory Rose followed Dr. Ulrich across the floor of the teaming chamber, pushing the balky cart along before her. She watched over it anxiously, fearful that someone might discover the weapons she had hidden there. If that happened, she stood small chance of leaving the installation alive, much less accomplishing her mission of destroying the War Trumpet. At least the squeaking of the bad wheel was no longer audible over the din of the howling dynamos. As they neared the pulsing shock wave generator, Ulrich finally signaled her to leave the cart in a narrow space between two cabinets, where it would not be too conspicuous.

Rose snatched up a clipboard and followed the old doctor up onto the scaffolding that was strung along the sides of the great machine. As she climbed and walked along after him, she jotted down figures from the instruments that Ulrich inspected. She had no idea what the dials indicated, but she needed to look as if she belonged. Luckily, the shriek of the dynamos charging the Trumpet had reached a pitch that made conversation completely impossible. Communication was carried on by writing or hand signals.

Taking Victory Rose in tow, Ulrich visited each station on the War Trumpet. He often nudged technicians aside to make his own fine adjustments to the control panels when he felt that they needed his guiding hand.

From the corner of her eye, Rose noticed a disturbance on the floor, far below them. A multitude of dark-uniformed men had entered the chamber and were bullying their way through the crowd of technicians. A figure in a long, dark coat and officer's cap tottered along in their midst. With a sudden start, Victory Rose recognized the man who had just walked in, surrounded by his ring of sycophantic admirers. It was the Fuhrer, himself, who had recovered from his fainting spell and had now arrived to watch the first full-scale deployment of his newest wonder weapon. She watched as his eyes glowed in childish wonder at the sight of his mighty engine of destruction.

Rose grabbed the Dr. Ulrich's arm and hustled him off the scaffolding and around to the opposite side of the War Trumpet, giving him very hard and meaningful looks when he tried to resist. Trying to stay out of sight, they worked their way back around the great machine, weaving a path through aisles of vibrating equipment whose purpose she could not even guess. Rose pulled him into a corner behind a stand of metal shelves where they could have a view of events while enjoying the safety of a shadowed nook. When Ulrich saw his leader, he tried to leave their hiding place and join the throng. Rose held him back by main force. His face disgusted her with its display of open adoration and she wondered if it might not be better to leave him for the Red Army to play with after all. He was obviously not as reformed as she had at first believed him to be.

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