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... ght air just before the wire snapped.
Two men crouched beneath the bridge at Zdice, sweat freezing on their brows.
The explosives didn’t detonate the line didn’t carry ammunition, only timber but the message was sent.
Inside the War Ministry’s night office, General Krejčí looked at the telegram without expression.
"Who authorized this?"
His aide, a captain barely thirty, didn’t look up. "No one, sir."
Krejčí tapped the table.
Then said, alm ...
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