tailieunhanh - Flight From Tomorrow

But yesterday, a whole planet had shouted: Hail Hradzka! Hail the Leader! Today, they were screaming: Death to Hradzka! Kill the tyrant! The Palace, where Hradzka, surrounded by his sycophants and guards, had lorded it over a solar system, was now an inferno. Those who had been too closely identified with the dictator's rule to hope for forgiveness were fighting to the last, seeking only a quick death in combat; one by one, their isolated points of resistance were being wiped out. The corridors and chambers of the huge palace were thronged with rebels, loud with their shouts, and with the rasping hiss of heat-beams and the crash of. | feedboo is Flight From Tomorrow Piper Henry Beam Published 1950 Categorie s Fiction Science Fiction Short Stories Source http 1 About Piper Henry Beam Piper March 23 1904 - c. November 6 1964 was an American science fiction author. He wrote many short stories and several novels. He is best known for his extensive Terro-Human Future History series of stories and a shorter series of Paratime alternate history tales. He wrote under the name H. Beam Piper. Another source gives his name as Horace Beam Piper and a different date of death. His gravestone says Henry Beam Piper . Piper himself may have been the source of part of the confusion he told people the H stood for Horace encouraging the assumption that he used the initial because he disliked his name. Source Wikipedia Also available on Feedbooks for Piper Little Fuzzy 1962 The Cosmic Computer 1963 Time Crime 1955 Four-Day Planet 1961 Genesis 1951 Last Enemy 1950 A Slave is a Slave 1962 Murder in the Gunroom 1953 Omnilingual 1957 Time and Time Again 1947 Copyright Please read the legal notice included in this e-book and or check the copyright status in your country. Note This book is brought to you by Feedbooks http Strictly for personal use do not use this file for commercial purposes. 2 Chapter 1 But yesterday a whole planet had shouted Hail Hradzka Hail the Leader Today they were screaming Death to Hradzka Kill the tyrant The Palace where Hradzka surrounded by his sycophants and guards had lorded it over a solar system was now an inferno. Those who had been too closely identified with the dictator s rule to hope for forgiveness were fighting to the last seeking only a quick death in combat one by one their isolated points of resistance were being wiped out. The corridors and chambers of the huge palace were thronged with rebels loud with their shouts and with the rasping hiss of heat-beams and the crash of blasters reeking with the stench of scorched plastic and burned flesh .