Аннотация
Robert Asprin
Phules Paradise
PROLOGUE
The view from General Blitzkrieg's window was uninspired to say the most, surveying a cramped parking lot and a blank wall badly in need of repainting or tearing down. In some ways, however, it typified the status of the Space Legion, or lack thereof. Perpetually strapped for funding, even the space for its headquarters was rented, and the area was very low rent indeed. That Blitzkrieg's office had a window at all was a sign of his lofty standing in that organization.
"Excuse me, sir?"
The general turned from staring out the window to find an aide poised in the door of his office.
"Yes?"
"You asked to be notified as soon as Colonel Battleax left on her vacation," the aide said without formality. Salutes, like views, were optional in the Legion, and therefore very rare indeed.
"You're sure she's gone? You saw her take off yourself?"
"Well, sir, I saw her shuttle lift off and then return witho...
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