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Final impactAt least Spruance didn’t turn to stare daggers at him. “Thank you, Mr. Secretary,” Roosevelt said. “Well, gentlemen, I am to meet with Uncle Joe and Mr. Churchill in Tehran. What am I to say? That we don’t want Stalin’s help?” Admiral King, the U.S. Navy chief, spoke up before anyone else had a chance. “Pardon my French, Mr. President, but I think we need to tell him to stay the hell out of Western Europe. Once the Red Army gets itself settled in, I don’t imagine for a second they’ll make any move to leave.” “Anyone else,” Roosevelt asked, looking from window to window. “The admiral is correct,” Kolhammer said. “Every foot of ground they take, they will keep, and when the Nazis are done with, they’ll come looking for more.” “General Marshall,” Roosevelt said, “has your staff made any headway in working out where the Soviet advance is likely to run into ours?” The image jumped, and the sound crackled in and out, but Kolhammer was able to make out most of what Marshall said. “It’s only a ver…rough guess, because…on’t know the Russian order of…their full capabil…But given the…they’ve cut through the Germans so far, and the number of divisions we face in…rope, you could be looking at a meeting…around Bonn ...» |
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