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1.000 kms. What happened with the normal distance? It was shortened? Take conscious, von
               Sübermann: in the planet where were born and studied, the lake Kuku Noor is not at 25
               but at 1.000 kms. from the mounts Altyn Tagh. This place is the Tibet and China at
               the sme time!

                      Before such tangible reality, to be in front of the mounts Altyn Tagh, in the West of the
               mountain  range  Kuen  Lun,  it  was  unexpectedly  clarified  the  meaning  of  the  codename
               Altwestenoperation, that we understood as Operation Old West: resourcefully, they have cut
               the word China Altyn to from the German voice Alt, old. But then, almost at the end of the
               adventure,  the  real  sense  was  comprehended:  the  disastrous  mission  was  really  called
               «Operation Altyn Tagh». I foolishly thought in this, while von Grossen insisted to set forth the
               necessity to check the Strategy of the Operation First Key: he, who one week before obeyed me
               to employ the faculty of the  Scrotra  Krâm  and throw the dogs  daivas behind the traces of
               Schaeffer, affirmed now the necessity to check the own Strategy: Wahnsinn!


                      We  started  to  talk  far  from  the  rest  of  the  caravan,  but  the  three  officers     came
               getting closer in silence and now we were surrounded by them. Karl von Grossen sighed and he
               put a hand upon my shoulder fatherly.

                      –Look at the Tibetans –he indicated–. Don’t you find their expression offbeat? –Indeed,
               von Grossen was not exaggerating here: the attitude of the kâulika monks was undoubtedly out
               of the ordinary. The natural and imperturbable tranquillity had disappeared and they seemed
               nervious and alarmed. Those warriors, who didn’t hesitate before an enemy a hundred time
               superior, were turning untiringly to watch at all directions, as if they would be waiting that the
               own Satan was going to burst at their backs! I didn’t warn it before because the dogs attracted
               all my attention, as von Grossen reproached me.


                      I accursed for myself and just whispered:

                      –It is curious…

                      –Curious? It’s incredible. You are just warning it, but since one day ago that they have
               been behaving in that way. I tried to find out what happened to them and you have answered
               me with evasiveness, but to you, to whom they respect, will not refuse to respond.

                      –I  want  to  know  what  happens,  von  Sübermann!  –Continued–.  Before  retaking  this
               journey of madness I want to know what happens: if we are lost, or in other World, or what
               happens to the Tibetans, I want to know it all. I’ll not oppose to retake the march guided by the
               dogs, but I believe necessary for you to meditate and be aware of what happens around
               you.


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