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take higher casualties than normal。
But he had no choice。 His political masters wanted it; and he was only the executor of political policy。
〃I have to go back forward;〃 Alekseyev told his boss。
〃Yes; but no closer than five kilometers to the front line; Pasha。 I cannot afford to lose you now。〃
BRUSSELS; BELGIUM
The Supreme Allied mander; Europe; looked at his own tally sheet。 Nearly all of his reserves were mitted to the fighting now; and the Russians seemed to have an endless supply of men and vehicles moving forward。 His units had no time to reorganize and redeploy。 NATO faced the nightmare of all armies: they could only react to the moves of their opponent; with almost no chance to launch their own initiatives。 So far things were holding together…but only barely。 Southeast of Hameln his map showed a British brigade。 In fact it was nothing more than a reinforced regiment posed of exhausted men and damaged equipment。 Artillery and aircraft were all that allowed him to prevent a collapse; and even that would not be enough if his units didn't get much more replacement equipment。 More ominously; NATO was now down to two weeks of ordnance; and the resupply ing from America had been seriously impeded by attacks on the convoys。 What could he tell his men? Reduce munitions expenditurers…when the only thing stopping the Russians was the profligate use of every weapon at hand?
His morning intelligence brief was starting。 The chief NATO intelligence officer was a German general who was acpanied by a Dutch major carrying a videotape cassette; For something this important; the intel officer knew; SACEUR wanted to see the raw data; not just the analysis。 The Dutch officer set up the machine。
A puter…generated map appeared; then units showed up。 The tape took under two minutes to display five hours of data; repeating it several times so that the officers could discern patterns。
〃General; we estimate that the Soviets are sending six full divisions towards Alfeld。 The movement you see here on the main road from Braunschweig is the first of them。 The others e from their theater reserve; and these two ing south are reserve formations from their northern army group。〃
〃So you think that they are making this their main point of attack?〃 SACEUR asked。
〃Ja。〃 The German General nodded。 〃The Schwerpunkt is here。〃
SACEUR frowned。 The rational thing to do would be to withdraw behind the river Weser to shorten his defensive line and reorganize his forces。 But that would mean abandoning Hannover。 The Germans would never accept that。 Their own national strategy of defending each home and field had cost the Russians dear…and stretched NATO forces to the breaking point。 Politically they would never accept such a strategic withdrawal。 West German units would fight on alone if they had to: he could see it clearly enough in the eyes of his own intelligence chief。 And if somebody invaded New Hampshire; he admitted to himself; would I withdraw into Pennsylvania?
An hour later; half of the existing NATO reserves were heading east from Osnabruck to Hameln。 The battle for Germany would be won or lost on the right bank of the Weser。
STORNOWAY; SCOTLAND
The returning Tomcats got little rest。 As soon as they landed; the British and American ground crewmen refueled and rearmed the fighters。 The Russians were raiding the British northern airfields more carefully now。 The American airborne radar aircraft supporting the British Nimrods and Shackletons were making life hard on the twin…engine Blinder bombers flying out of Andoya in Norway。 Royal Air Force Tornados flew bat air…patrol missions two hundred miles offshore while the American pilots rested; a few enterprising crew chiefs painted red stars underneath the cockpits; and intelligence officers evaluated gunsight videotapes and recordings of Soviet missile radars。
〃Looks like we hurt them;〃 Toland judged。 The kill claims were too high; but with fighter pilots they always were。
〃Bet your ass!〃 replied the mander of the Jolly Rogers。 The Navy mander chewed on a cigar。 He claimed personal credit for a pair of MiGs。 〃Question is; will they reinforce? It worked once; but they won't fall for that gag again。 You tell me; Toland: can they replace what we culled out?〃
〃I don't think so。 The MiG…29 is about the only fighter they can stage out that far。 The rest of those are in Germany; and they've taken a beating there; too。 If the Russians decided to cut loose some MiG…31s; I think they can reach that far; but I don't see them releasing their prime bomber…interceptor for this kind of mission。〃
The Jolly Rogers's skipper nodded agreement。 〃Okay。 Next step then is we put a bat air patrol close to Iceland and start beating on those Backfire raids for…real。〃
〃They might just e looking for us; too;〃 Toland warned。 〃They have to know now what we did; and where we did it from。〃 The mander of VF…41 looked out the window。 One of his Tomcats sat half a mile away between two piles of sandbags。 Four missiles were visible on the airframe。 He fingered the Ace of Spades emblem on his chest and turned back。
〃Good。 If they want to fight us on our turf; in our radar cover; fine。〃
ALFELD; FEDERAL REPUBLIC OF GERMANY
Alekseyev left his helicopter on the outskirts of the town and climbed into yet another BMP infantry carrier。 Two ribbon bridges were operating。 Fragments of at least five others littered the riverbanks; along with countless burned…out tanks and trucks。 The mander of 20th Tanks rode with them。
〃NATO air attacks are murderous;〃 General Beregovoy said。 〃I've never seen anything like it。 Even with our SAMs they close in。 We get our share; but it's not enough; and things only get worse as we approach the front。〃
〃What progress have you made today?〃
〃The main opposition at the moment is English。 At least a brigade of tanks。 We've pushed them back two kilometers since dawn。〃
〃There's supposed to be a Belgian force out there also;〃 Sergetov pointed out。
〃They've disappeared。 We don't know where they are…and; yes; that worries me also。 I've placed one of the new divisions on our left flank to guard against counterattack。 The other will join 20th Tanks when we resume the attack this afternoon。〃
〃Strength?〃 Alekseyev asked。
〃The Twentieth is down to ninety working tanks。 Maybe less;〃 the General said。 〃That number is four hours old。 Our infantry has done better; but the division is now under fifty…percent nominal strength。〃
Their vehicle angled down onto the floating ribbon bridge。 Each boxlike segment was bolted to two others; and the vehicle bobbed up and down like a small boat in the surf as they drove across the Leine。 All three officers controlled their feelings; but none liked being locked inside a steel box over the water。 The BMP infantry assault vehicle was technically amphibious; but many had sunk without warning and it was rare for anyone to escape when that happened。 They could hear distant artillery fire。 Air attacks at Alfeld happened without warning。 It took just over a minute to plete the crossing。
〃In case you're curious; that bridge we just crossed holds the record for the longest survival。〃 He checked his watch。 〃Seven hours。〃
〃What of that major you requested the gold star for?〃 Alekseyev asked。
〃He was wounded in an air attack。 He'll live。〃
〃Give him this。 Perhaps it will speed his recovery。〃 Alekseyev reached into a pocket and came out with a five…pointed gold star attached to a bloodred ribbon。 He handed it to the General。 That major of engineers was now a Hero of the Soviet Union。
USS CHICAGO
All the boats slowed on reaching the icepack。 McCafferty inspected it through his periscope; a thin white line less than two miles away。 There was nothing else visible。 Few ships lingered so near the ice; and no aircraft were visible。
Sonar reported a gratifying amount of noise。 The serrated fringe of the pack was posed of thousands of individual floes; slabs of ice a few feet thick; ranging in size from a few square feet to several acres。 Every year they came loose with the spring thaw and drifted at random until the freeze began again。 While loose in the brief arctic summer; they drifted at random; grinding against one another in a process that destroyed some of the smaller floes; which add