Astounding Stories of Super-Science January 1930
“ The chief of staff had his eyes glued to the board."That is a feint, sir. A strong feint, yes, but he has his force concentrated in the dead area.""You are not listening, sir," said the general, reprovingly. "I am saying that my opponent is an artist, an amateur, the sort of person who delights in the delicate work of fencing. I, sir, would thank God for the chance to defeat my enemy. He has twice my force, but he will not be content merely to defeat me. He will want to defeat me by a plan of consummate artistry, which will arouse admiration among soldiers for years to come." ”
