Christophe Colomb's Expedition (Forces Expéditionnaires Vol. 1) (French Edition)

On the day of Christopher Columbus, the Ruhars attacked us. There we were, innocently drifting in the cosmos on our little blue ball, just like the Native Americans in 1492. And then, on the horizon, appeared the ships of a technologically superior and aggressive civilization. BOOM! Goodbye, good old days, goodbye the "blessed" times when humans were only massacred by their own kind.

We were delivering battle in the wrong camp of a war we couldn't hope to win. And that, compared to the rest, was the good news... We were there, just like the Native Americans in 1492, when the morning skies began to twinkle again, this time with the Kristang spaceships come to settle the score with the Ruhars. We thought we were saved. The United Nations Expeditionary Force had been picked up by the Kristangs to go and fight the Ruhars in the stars, wherever our new allies felt we could be useful. And there I was, from a US Army fighter in Niger to a warrior of the cosmos. A veritable web of lies, all of this. We shouldn't even be fighting the Ruhars, who are not our enemies. Our enemies are our allies.

Let me start from the beginning... Compared to the rest, this was the good news. When the morning skies began to twinkle again, this time with the Kristang spaceships come to settle the score with the Ruhars, we thought we were saved. The United Nations Expeditionary Force had been picked up by the Kristangs to go and fight the Ruhars in the stars, wherever our new allies felt we could be useful. And there I was, from a US Army fighter in Niger to a warrior of the cosmos. A veritable web of lies, all of this. We shouldn't even be fighting the Ruhars, who are not our enemies. Our enemies are our allies.

On the day of Christopher Columbus, the Ruhars attacked us. There we were, innocently drifting in the cosmos on our little blue ball, just like the Native Americans in 1492. And then, on the horizon, appeared the ships of a technologically superior and aggressive civilization. BOOM! Goodbye, good old days, goodbye the "blessed" times when humans were only massacred by their own kind. We were delivering battle in the wrong camp of a war we couldn't hope to win.

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