Ginzburg, December 31,3051 Ginzburg will not be torn apart by battle after all. Her people will not be pauperized; her children will not be orphans. A man in gray landed in the plaza of Startelar City today, a cloaked and hooded man wearing the ceremonial mask of a snarling wolf. One man walked into the Waldherre's palace, his hands at his sides, his weapons sheathed. What he said to Waldherre Tor Miraborg remains unknown. Whatever it was, it was convincing. General Miraborg voluntarily surrendered the planet to this single warrior of the Wolf Clan. "The JumpShips at our system's zenith point contain enough force to crush us utterly. The forces available to crush us will crush us if we take this matter to battle. Despite the spirit of our people, we have no chance to win. Let us decide to live and learn, people of Ginzburg. Accept this surrender; obey their orders as lawful. If there is dishonor here, I take it upon myself alone." So ended Tor Miraborg's speech to the citizens of Ginzburg. So fell the capital planet of the third and last region of the Free Republic of Rasalhague. Only fifteen planets now remain to the Republic. BattleTechnology News From the Front Inner Sphere Factories Retool For Clans War Mercenaries Refuse to Fight Conference on Outreach Miraborg Surrenders to Wolf Clan Man in the Street Interviews Clan Invasion Incoming! The Sergeant Speaks his Mind Kai Allard-Liao Plunges to Death Ragnar Magnusson Lost Back to BattleTechnology 18 Table of Contents Back to BattleTechnology List of Issues Back to MagWeb Magazine List © Copyright 1992 by Pacific Rim Publishing. This article appears in MagWeb.com (Magazine Web) on the Internet World Wide Web. Other military history articles and gaming articles are available at http://www.magweb.com