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Designated targetsSome days it seemed to Black as if half the country wanted to drive the time travelers back into the sea from which they'd appeared, while the other half would sell everything they owned just to purchase a ticket west, and into the future. Eddie Mohr and that Mexican kid Diaz were a good example of the latter. Black had no idea about why the chief petty officer had opted to transfer from the old navy to the AF, but he wasn't alone. The applications list ran to tens of thousands of men and women, all wanting to get out of their original units and into new Auxilliary Force outfits that, for the most part, existed only on paper-or data stick, he corrected himself. Sometimes, Dan knew, they were simply drawn by the lure of flying rocket planes-which hadn't yet been built-or sailing in missile boats-ditto. Diaz, on the other hand, was like any number of hopefuls who had been seduced by a single promise. When they set foot on that relatively small patch of turf, which had been established by a narrow vote of Congress as the Special Administrative Zone (California), their skin color, gender, religion and-most controversially-what they did in their own bedrooms, ceased to be a factor in determining the path their lives would take ...» | Код для вставки книги в блог HTML
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