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    Worldwar: Striking the Balance


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      WORLDWAR:

      STRIKING

      THE

      BALANCE

      Harry Turtledove

      A Del Rey® Book

      BALLANTINE BOOKS • NEW YORK

      Contents

      Title Page

      Dramatis Personae

      Chapter I

      Chapter II

      Chapter III

      Chapter IV

      Chapter V

      Chapter VI

      Chapter VII

      Chapter VIII

      Chapter IX

      Chapter X

      Chapter XI

      Chapter XII

      Chapter XIII

      Chapter XIV

      Chapter XV

      Chapter XVI

      Chapter XVII

      Chapter XVIII

      Chapter XIX

      Chapter XX

      About the Author

      By Harry Turtledove

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      Copyright

      DRAMATIS PERSONAE

      (Characters with names in CAPS are historical, others fictional)

      HUMANS

      ANIELEWICZ, MORDECHAI

      Jewish fighting leader, Lodz, Poland

      Apfelbaum, Moisei

      Colonel Skriabin’s clerk, gulag near Petrozavodsk, USSR

      Auerbach, Rance

      U.S. Army cavalry captain, Lamar, Colorado

      Avram

      Partisan near Hrubieszów, Poland

      Bagnall, George

      Flight engineer, Pskov, USSR

      Beck

      Wehrmacht captain, Riga, Latvia

      BEGIN, MENACHEM

      Jewish guerrilla, Haifa, Palestine

      Birkenfeld; Oskar

      Jewish Order Service policeman Lodz, Poland

      Boleslaw

      Pole in Lodz, Poland

      Borcke, Martin

      Wehrmacht captain, Pskov, USSR

      BRADLEY, OMAR

      U.S. Army lieutenant general, outside Denver

      BROCKDORFF-AHLEFELDT, WALTER VON

      Wehrmacht lieutenant general, Riga, Latvia

      Casimir

      Partisan leader outside Hrubieszów, Poland

      Chaim

      Jewish guard, Lodz, Poland

      CHILL, KURT

      Wehrmacht lieutenant general, Pskov, USSR

      Daniels, Peter (“Mutt”)

      U.S. Army second lieutenant, Chicago

      Dölger, Hans

      Wehrmacht captain and adjutant, Pskov, USSR

      DONOVAN, WILLIAM (“WILD BILL”)

      U.S. Army major general, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Donskoi, Yakov

      Soviet interpreter, Cairo

      Drucker, Johannes

      Panzer driver north of Lodz, Poland

      Easter

      British Army colonel, Haifa, Palestine

      EDEN, ANTHONY

      British foreign secretary

      Embry, Ken

      RAF pilot, Pskov, USSR

      Fleishman, Bertha

      Jewish fighter, Lodz, Poland

      Fritz

      Wehrmacht ammunition hauler north of Lodz, Poland

      Fyodorov, Ivan

      Soviet prisoner in transit

      GERMAN, ALEKSANDR

      Partisan brigadier, Pskov, USSR

      GODDARD, ROBERT

      Rocket scientist, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Goldfarb, David

      RAF radarman, Dover, England

      Gorbunova, Ludmila

      Red Air Force senior lieutenant, Pskov, USSR

      Grabowski

      U.S. Army corporal, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Grillparzer, Gunther

      Wehrmacht gunner outside Lodz, Poland

      GROVES, LESLIE

      U.S. Army brigadier general, Metallurgical Laboratory, Denver

      Gruver, Solomon

      Jewish fighter, Lodz, Poland

      Hanrahan

      U.S. Army captain, outside Fordyce, Arkansas

      Hawkins

      U.S. Army lieutenant, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Hines, Rachel

      U.S. Army cavalry private, Lamar, Colorado

      Hsia Shou-Tao

      Communist guerrilla leader, Peking

      HULL, CORDELL

      President of the United States

      Ignacy

      Partisan leader outside Warsaw

      Irma

      Waitress, Lamar, Colorado

      Jäger, Heinrich

      Wehrmacht panzer colonel outside Lodz, Poland

      Joachim

      Wehrmacht ammunition hauler north of Lodz, Poland

      Jones, Jerome

      RAF radarman Pskov, USSR

      Jordan, Constantine

      RAF flight lieutenant, Dover, England

      Kagan, Max

      American nuclear physicist, north of Moscow

      Kapellmeister

      Wehrmacht major Kristianstand, Norway

      Kaplan, Naomi

      Barmaid, White Horse Inn, Dover, England

      Karol

      Farmer north of Lodz, Poland

      KURCHATOV, IGOR

      Nuclear physicist, north of Moscow

      Kurowski

      U.S. Army private, Chicago

      Lidov, Boris

      NKVD colonel, Moscow

      Liu Han

      Ex-peasant woman; guerrilla, Peking

      Liu Mei

      Liu Han’s daughter

      Logan

      Radioman near Fall Creek, Illinois

      Magruder, Bill

      U.S. Army cavalry lieutenant, Lamar, Colorado

      MAO TSE-TUNG

      Communist Party leader, Peking

      Marchenko

      NKVD captain, gulag outside Petrozavodsk, USSR

      MARSHALL, GEORGE

      U.S. Secretary of State

      Mather, Donald

      Captain, SAS, Dover, England

      Mavrogordato, Panagiotis

      Captain of the freighter Naxos

      Maxi

      SS officer north of Lodz, Poland

      McBride

      RAF flying officer, Dover, England

      Mehier, Karl

      Panzer loader north of Lodz, Poland

      Mendel

      Jewish guard, Lodz, Poland

      Mieczyslaw

      Farmer north of Lodz, Poland

      Mikhailov, Anton

      Zek in gulag near Petrozavodsk, USSR

      MOLOTOV, VYACHESLAV

      Foreign commissar, USSR

      Mori

      Japanese Army major, west of Peking

      Muldoon, Herman

      U.S. Army sergeant, Chicago

      NIEH HO-T’ING

      Guerrilla leader, Peking

      Nussboym, David

      Political prisoner in transit

      Osborne, Andy

      Guide near Karval, Colorado

      Palchinsky, Yuri

      Guard, gulag near Petrozavodsk, USSR

      PATTON, GEORGE

      U.S. Army lieutenant general near Fall Creek, Illinois

      Peterson, Richard

      Technician, Metallurgical Laboratory, Denver

      Pirogova, Tatiana

      Red Army sniper, Pskov, USSR

      Rasmussen

      U.S. Army lieutenant, Chicago

      RIBBENTROP, JOACHIM VON

      German foreign minister

      Rita

      Madam, Elgin, Illinois

      Roundbush, Basil

      RAF flight lieutenant, Dover, England

      Rudzutak, Stepan

      Gang boss in gulag near Petrozavodsk, USSR

      Russie, Moishe

      Jewish leader, approaching Palestine

      Russie, Reuven

      Moishe and Rivka Russie’s son

      Russie, Rivka

      Moishe
    Russie’s wife

      Saul

      Jewish guard, Lodz, Poland

      Schultz, Georg

      German mechanic attached to Red Air Force, Pskov, USSR

      Sholom

      Partisan outside Hrubieszów, Poland

      SKORZENY, OTTO

      SS Standartenführer, North of Lodz, Poland

      Skriabin

      NKVD colonel, gulag outside Petrozavodsk, USSR

      Smithson, Hayward

      U.S. Army major, Medical Corps, Karval, Colorado

      STALIN, IOSEF

      General Secretary, Communist Party, USSR

      Stefarnia

      Partisan outside Hrubieszów, Poland

      STERN

      Jewish guerrilla leader, Jerusalem

      Summers, Penny

      Refugee, Lamar, Colorado

      Su Shun-Ch’in

      Muslim qadi, Peking

      Suzie

      Whore, Elgin, Illinois

      Sylvia

      Barmaid, White Horse Inn, Dover, England

      Szymanski, Stan

      U.S. Army captain, Elgin, Illinois

      Tadeusz

      Farmer outside of Lodz, Poland

      TOGO, SHIGENORI

      Japanese foreign minister

      VASILIEV, NIKOLAI

      Partisan brigadier, Pskov, USSR

      Witold

      Blacksmith, Hrubieszów Poland

      Wladeslaw

      Partisan near Hrubieszów, Poland

      Yeager, Barbara

      Sam Yeager’s wife

      Yeager, Jonathan

      Sam and Barbara Yeager’s son

      Yeager, Sam

      U.S. Army sergeant, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Yitzkhak

      Jew in Lodz Poland

      Zelkowitz, Leon

      Jewish fighter, Lodz, Poland

      THE RACE

      Aaatos

      Intelligence operative, Florida

      Atvar

      Fleetlord, conquest fleet of the Race

      Bunim

      Regional subadministrator, Lodz, Poland

      Chook

      Small-unit group leader near Fall Creek, Illinois

      Essaff

      Guard and interpreter, Peking

      Fsseffel

      Headmale, Race Barracks One, gulag near Petrozavodsk, USSR

      Gazzim

      Prisoner and interpreter, Moscow

      Kirel

      Shiplord, 127th Emperor Hetto

      Mzepps

      Prisoner, Dover, England

      Nikeaa

      Infantry officer outside Pskov, USSR

      Oyyag

      Prisoner, gulag near Petrozavodsk, USSR

      Ppevel

      Assistant administrator, eastern region, main continental mass, Peking

      Pshing

      Atvar’s adjutant, Cairo

      Ristin

      Prisoner, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Saltta

      Psychological researcher, Canton, China

      Straha

      Tosevite propagandist, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Strukss

      Tosevite liaison officer, Cairo

      Teerts

      Killercraft flight leader, Florida

      Tessrek

      Researcher in tosevite behavior

      Ttomalss

      Researcher in tosevite behavior, Peking

      Uotat

      Atvar’s interpreter, Cairo

      Ullhass

      Prisoner, Hot Springs, Arkansas

      Ummfac

      Aircraft armorer, Florida

      Ussmak

      Mutineer outside Tomsk, USSR

      Zolraag

      Negotiator with Jewish guerrillas, Jerusalem

      I

      In free fall, Atvar the fleetlord glided over to the hologram projector. He poked the stud at the base of the machine. The image that sprang into being above the projector was one the Race’s probe had sent back from Tosev 3 eight hundred local years earlier.

      A Big Ugly warrior sat mounted on a beast. He wore leather boots, rusty chainmail, and a dented iron helmet; a thin coat woven from plant fibers and dyed blue with plant juices shielded his armor from the heat of the star the Race called Tosev. To Atvar, to any male of the Race, Tosev 3 was on the chilly side, but not to the natives.

      A long, iron-pointed spear stood up from a boss on the contraption the warrior used to stay atop his animal. He carried a shield painted with a cross. On his belt hung a long, straight sword and a couple of knives.

      All you could see of the Tosevite himself were his face and one hand. They were plenty to show he was almost as fuzzy as the beast he rode. Thick, wiry yellow fur covered his jaws and the area around his mouth; he had another stripe above each of his flat, immobile eyes. A thinner layer of hair grew on the back of the visible hand.

      Atvar touched his own smooth, scaly skin. Just looking at all that fur made him wonder why the Big Uglies didn’t itch all the time. Leaving one eye turret aimed at the Tosevite warrior, he swung the other in the direction of Kirel, shiplord of the 127th Emperor Hetto. “This is the foe we thought we were opposing,” he said bitterly.

      “Truth, Exalted Fleetlord,” Kirel said. His body paint was almost as colorful and complex as Atvar’s. Since he commanded the bannership of the conquest fleet, only the fleetlord out-ranked him.

      Atvar stabbed at the projector control with his left index claw. The Big Ugly warrior vanished. In his place appeared a perfect three-dimensional image of the nuclear explosion that had destroyed the Tosevite city of Rome: Atvar recognized the background terrain. But it could as easily have been the bomb that vaporized Chicago or Breslau or Miami or the spearhead of the Race’s assault force south of Moscow.

      “As opposed to the foe we thought we faced, this is what we are actually dealing with,” Atvar said.

      “Truth,” Kirel repeated, and, as mournful commentary, added an emphatic cough.

      Atvar let out a long, hissing sigh. Stability and predictability were two of the pillars on which the Race and its Empire had flourished for a hundred thousand years and expanded to cover three solar systems. On Tosev 3, nothing seemed predictable, nothing seemed stable. No wonder the Race was having such troubles here. The Big Uglies did not play by any of the rules its savants thought they knew.

      With another hiss, the fleetlord poked at the control stud once more. Now the threatening cloud from the nuclear blast vanished. In a way, the image that replaced it was even more menacing. It was a satellite photograph of a base the Race had established in the region of the SSSR known to the locals as Siberia, a place whose frigid climate even the Big Uglies found appalling.

      “The mutineers still persist in their rebellion against duly constituted authority,” Atvar said heavily. “Worse, the commandants of the two nearest bases have urged against committing their males to suppress the rebels, for fear they would go over to them instead.”

      “This is truly alarming,” Kirel said with another emphatic cough. “If we choose males from a distant air base to bomb the mutineers out of existence, then, will it truly solve the problem?”

      “I don’t know,” Atvar said. “But what I really don’t know, by the Emperor”—he cast down his eyes for a moment at the mention of his sovereign—“is how the mutiny could have happened in the first place. Subordination and integration into the greater scheme of the Race as a whole are drilled into our males from hatchlinghood. How could they have overthrown them?”

      Now Kirel sighed. “Fighting on this world corrodes males’ moral fiber as badly as its ocean water corrodes equipment. We are not fighting the war that was planned before we set out from Home, and that by itself is plenty to disorient a good many males.”

      “This is also truth,” Atvar admitted. “The leader of the mutineers—a lowly landcruiser driver. If you can image such a thing—is shown to have lost at least three different sets of crewmales: two, including those with whom he served at this base, to Tosevite action, and the third grouping arrested and disciplined as ginger tasters.”

      “By his wild pron
    ouncements, this Ussmak sounds like a ginger taster himself,” Kirel said.

      “Threatening to call in the Soviets to his aid if we attack him, you mean?” Atvar said. “We ought to take him up on that; if he thinks they would help him out of sheer benevolence, the Tosevite herb truly has addled his wits. If it weren’t for the equipment he could pass on to the SSSR, I would say we should welcome him to go over to that set of Big Uglies.”

      “Given the situation as it actually is, Exalted Fleetlord, what course shall we pursue?” Kirel’s interrogative cough sounded vaguely accusing—or maybe Atvar’s conscience was twisting his hearing diaphragms.

      “I don’t know yet,” the fleetlord said unhappily. When in doubt, his first instinct—typical for a male—was to do nothing. Letting the situation come nearer to hatching so you could understand it more fully worked well on Home, and also on Rabotev 2 and Halless 1, the other inhabited worlds the Race controlled.

     

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