"Blaine Lee Pardoe - Battletech - Battlecorps - Betrayal Of Ideals Part 1" - читать интересную книгу автора (Pardoe Blaine Lee)

itoring, for our own good. This fits will with the vision I have for
our people. I appreciate you coming to me, Khan Karrige – all of
you. You have raised a thought that I have worried about for some
time.
“We have spent a great deal to create this new society in my
vision. If we are to one day fulfill our geas to return to the Inner
Sphere and lift up those we left behind, our new society must hold.
Returning to the old ways is something that we cannot consider. It
would lead to us turning back on ourselves in civil war again. That
will not happen. I will watch the Wolverines, and all of you, to en-
sure that we are not violating our very foundations.”
Khan Karrige bowed his head. “I could ask for nothing more,
ilKhan. We thank you.” He backed way from Nicholas and allowed
a faint smile to cross his face. Yes McEvedy, you bitch, you will
pay for your arrogance. It is now only a matter of time. Other clans
would rally to this cause. He would portray the Wolverines as a
threat to their own power. We can wage a series of combat trials
aimed at whittling away at their power and forcing them on the
defense. Even those clans that are warm to the Wolverines will be
fearful of them rising to ascendancy over them. It all seemed too
easy…
BattleCorps Foundations of Fate • Page 1


City of Bearcat
Strana Mechty
Clan Space
13 July 2822

Star Colonel Franklin Hallis brought his new Pulverizer to a stop
and scampered down the rungs. The Pulverizer was a new model
BattleMech, not like those that were left over from the civil war
or that had been cobbled together from leftover parts like his last
BattleCorps



’Mech, a Shadow-Griffin. The Pulverizer was new, a new design
for a new era–and he liked it. He gave the ’Mech a broad, smiling
grin as he walked across the field to the tent that had been erected.
Fluttering in the breeze were two flags–that of the Wolverines and
Clan Wolf.
His cropped, red hair was slick with sweat, and he swept it back
to get the excess water out as he entered the tent. Khan McEvedy
stood before him, giving him a nod of acknowledgement, which
he saluted back. The other man, who wore a wolf-hide over his
shoulders, turned and faced him.
“Star Colonel Franklin Hallis, meet Star Colonel Ferris Ward of
the Wolves. He has come to Bearcat to offer us challenge.”
Franklin did not salute him but shook his hand, clearly a gesture