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Chapters (35)
  1. Title page
  2. CHAPTER ONE
  3. CHAPTER TWO
  4. CHAPTER THREE
  5. CHAPTER FOUR
  6. CHAPTER FIVE
  7. CHAPTER SIX
  8. CHAPTER SEVEN
  9. CHAPTER EIGHT
  10. CHAPTER NINE
  11. CHAPTER TEN
  12. CHAPTER ELEVEN
  13. CHAPTER TWELVE
  14. CHAPTER THIRTEEN
  15. CHAPTER FOURTEEN
  16. CHAPTER FIFTEEN
  17. CHAPTER SIXTEEN
  18. CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
  19. CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
  20. CHAPTER NINETEEN
  21. CHAPTER TWENTY
  22. CHAPTER TWENTY ONE
  23. CHAPTER TWENTY TWO
  24. CHAPTER TWENTY THREE
  25. CHAPTER TWENTY FOUR
  26. CHAPTER TWENTY FIVE
  27. CHAPTER TWENTY SIX
  28. CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN
  29. CHAPTER TWENTY EIGHT
  30. CHAPTER TWENTY NINE
  31. CHAPTER THIRTY
  32. CHAPTER THIRTY ONE
  33. CHAPTER THIRTY TWO
  34. CHAPTER THIRTY THREE
  35. CHAPTER THIRTY FOUR

He looked up from the paper and stared at Lawrence Keller. He raised his eyebrows as if to say: Satisfied?

“Thank you,” Keller said.

“They’re bluffing,” General Stark said.

“What makes you think that, General?”

Stark raised a bound sheaf of paper from the table in front of him. Stark was a man who was fond of paperwork.

“I’ve brought a Pentagon intelligence assessment of Russian strength relative to our own, which was developed over the past eighteen months. I brought it because I anticipated the possibility that they would pull these kinds of antics in an attempt to get us to veer off course. I’d like to summarize its findings, if I may.”

Mark Baylor nodded. “Please do.”

Stark nodded. “Thank you, Mr. President.”

It irritated Keller to hear Stark calling Baylor by that title. He should call him Mr. Interim President, as unwieldy as that might sound. David Barrett was the true President of the United States, and as soon as this meeting was over, Keller was going to get started on a plan to reinstall him.

“Fact,” Stark said, raising a finger. “Russian Air Force, naval, and ballistic missile capabilities have degraded significantly since the collapse of the Soviet Union. As of December 2003, more than fifty percent of the MIG fighters in their arsenal are legacies left over from before the collapse. Maintenance on them is suspect, and we believe that at least five percent and possibly as many as ten percent are not even flight-worthy as of this moment. In any event, MIGs, new or old, are no match for our modern F/A-18 fighter jets. Their pilots are no match for our pilots. The Russian jets patrolling the skies are so much window dressing.”

Stark barely paused for breath. He raised a second finger.

“Fact,” he said. “The Russian Navy is in worse shape than their Air Force, if that’s possible. Many Russian ships and submarines are rusted hulks that can barely leave port. In August of 2000, less than five years ago, gentlemen, the Russian nuclear submarine Kursk exploded and sank during naval exercises in the Barents Sea, the first major exercises the Russians had attempted in ten years. All one hundred eighteen crew were lost. Russian communications systems, and command and control, were so poor that for six hours the Russian Navy didn’t even realize the ship had gone down. An internal assessment conducted by the Russian Navy, which we intercepted, suggests that sailor morale is as low as it’s been at any time in the modern era.”