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Morris　went　back　to　the　pilothouse。　He　ordered　his　men　to　secure　from　general　quarters；　and　the　frigate　to　return　to　her　patrol　station。　Next　he　called　up　the　escort　mander　and　reported　on　the　prisoners。
〃Pharris；　〃　the　modore　replied。　〃You　are　directed　to　paint　a　gold　'A'　on　your　ASROC　launcher。　Well　done　to　all　aboard；　Ed。　You're　the　champs　for　this　crossing。　I'll　get　back　to　you　on　the　prisoners。　Out。〃
The　captain　turned　around　to　see　that　the　bridge　watch　had　not　left。　They'd　all　heard　the　modore　on　the　radio。　Their　fatigue　was　gone；　and　the　grins　directed　at　Morris　meant　more　to　him　than　the　words　of　his　boss。

KIEV；　THE　UKRAINE
Alekseyev　looked　over　the　intelligence　material　on　his　desk。　His　boss　was　in　Moscow　for　a　high…level　briefing；　but　this　data　wasshould　be；　he　corrected　himself…little　different　from　what　his　mander　was　hearing。
〃Things　are　not　going　well　in　Germany？〃　Captain　Sergetov　asked。
〃No。　We　were　supposed　to　have　reached　the　outskirts　of　Hamburg　by　H＋36。　A　day　and　a　half；　the　plan　called　for。　Instead　we're　not　quite　there　yet；　and　Third　Shock　Army　has　taken　murderous　losses　from　NATO　aircraft。〃　He　paused；　staring　at　the　map。　〃If　I　were　the　NATO　mander；　I'd　counterattack　again；　right　there。〃
〃Perhaps　they　are　unable　to　do　so。　Their　first　counterattack　was　repulsed。〃
〃At　the　cost　of　a　broken　tank　division　and　sixty　aircraft。　Victories　like　that　we　can　do　without。　The　picture　in　the　south　is　scarcely　better。　The　NATO　forces　are　trading　space　for　time；　and　doing　it　very　well。　Their　ground　forces　and　tactical　aircraft　are　operating　over　the　same　ground　they've　practiced　on　for　thirty　years。　Our　losses　are　nearly　double　the　estimates；　and　we　can't　sustain　that。〃　Alekseyev　leaned　back。　He　chided　himself　for　being　defeatist。　It　was　mainly　a　manifestation　of　his　desire　to　join　the　action。　He　was　certain；　as　any　general　would　be　certain；　that　he　could　do　things　better。
〃What　about　NATO　losses？〃
〃Heavy；　we　think。　They　have　been　remarkably　profligate　in　their　weapons　expenditures。　The　Germans　have　staked　too　much　on　defending　Hamburg；　and　it　has　to　be　costing　them　dearly。　If　I　could　not　counterattack　in　their　place；　I　would　withdraw。　A　city　is　not　worth　breaking　the　balance　of　your　army。　We　learned　that　lesson　at　Kiev…〃
〃Excuse　me；　rade　General；　what　about　Stalingrad？〃
〃A　somewhat　different　situation；　Captain。　Remarkable；　nonetheless；　how　history　can　repeat　itself；〃　Alekseyev　muttered；　studying　the　map　on　the　wall。　He　shook　his　head。　West　Germany　had　too　much　in　the　way　of　road　munications　for　that　to　work。　〃The　KGB　reports　that　NATO　has　two；　at　most　three　weeks'　supply　of　munitions　left。　That　will　be　the　decisive　factor。〃
〃What　of　our　supplies　and　fuel？〃　the　young　captain　asked。　His　answer　was　a　scowl。

ICELAND
At　least　there　was　water。　The　streams　were　fed　by　glaciers　that　lay　in　the　center　of　the　island…water　that　had　fallen　as　snow　over　a　thousand　years　before；　long　before　atmospheric　pollution；　and　been　pressed　to　ice。　When　finally　it　melted　to　fill　the　rocky　streams；　it　turned　back　into　water　of　crystalline　purity　and　marvelous　taste；　but　absolutely　no　nutritional　value。　It　was　also　ice　cold；　and　fords　were　not　easily　found。
〃Down　to　one　day's　rations；　Lieutenant；〃　Smith　observed　as　they　finished　off　their　meal。
〃Yeah；　we'll　have　to　think　that　one　over。〃　Edwards　assembled　his　trash。　Garcia　collected　it　all　for　burial。　If　there　had　been　a　way　to　cover　their　footprints　in　the　dirt；　Smith　would　have　had　them　doing　that　too。
It　wasn't　easy。　As　Edwards　assembled　his　radio；　he　listened　to　muttered　Spanish　curses　and　the　sound　of　a　folding　shovel　slamming　against　the　loose　rocks　that　passed　for　soil　atop　Hill　482。
〃Doghouse；　this　is　Beagle；　and　we're　running　out　of　food；　over。〃
〃Sorry　to　bear　that；　Beagle。　Maybe　we'll　have　some　pizzas　sent　out。〃
〃You　funny　bastard；〃　Edwards　said　without　toggling　the　Transmit　key。　〃What　do　you　want　us　to　do　this　time？〃
〃Have　you　been　spotted　by　anyone？〃
〃We're　alive；　ain't　we？　Negative。〃
〃Tell　me　what　you　can　see。〃
〃Okay；　there's　a　gravel　road　downhill　to　the　north；　maybe　two　miles　away。　Looks　like　a　farm…plowed　fields；　like；　but　can't　tell　what's　growing　there。　Another　sheep　farm　to　the　west　of　us；　we　passed　it　ing　here。　Lots　of　sheep。　Ten　minutes　ago　we　saw　a　truck　on　the　road　heading　west。　Haven't　seen　anything　flying　yet　today；　but　I　suppose　that'll　change。　The　only　civilians　we've　seen　have　been　right　by　their　houses；　we　haven't　even　seen　farmers　with　their　sheep；　and　the　farm　to　the　north　has　no　visible　activity。　No…say　again　zero…civilian　road　traffic。　Ivan's　got　this　island　shut　down；　Doghouse；　really　shut　down。　That's　about　all　I　can　say。　Tell　those　Vark　drivers　they　really　did　the　job　on　that　powerhouse。　Nothing　left　but　a　hole　in　the　ground。　We　haven't　seen　an　electric　light　lit　since。〃
〃Copy　that；　Beagle。　Okay；　your　orders　are　to　head　north　towards　Hvammsfjordur。　You　need　to　take　a　wide　detour　east　to　avoid　all　these　bays　I　see。　We　want　you　there　in　ten　days。　Say　again　ten　days；　twelve　at　the　most。　You　can　make　it　easy。　Stay　out　in　the　boonies　and　avoid　contact　with　anyone。　Continue　the　normal　contact　schedule　and　report　on　anything　you　see　that　may　be　of　interest。　Acknowledge。〃
〃Roger；　Doghouse；　you　want　us　in　sight　of　Hvammsfjordur　at　the　end　of　next　week；　and　keep　up　the　usual　radio　routine。　Anything　else？〃
〃Be　careful。　Out。〃
〃Hvammsfjordur？〃　Smith　asked…　〃That's　a　hundred　miles　on　a　straight　line。〃
〃They　want　us　to　detour　east　to　avoid　contact。〃
〃Two　hundred　mileswalking　over　this　shit。〃　Smith's　frown　was　enough　to　split　a　rock。　〃End　of　next　week？　Ten　or　eleven　days？〃
Edwards　nodded　dumbly。　He　hadn't　known　it　would　be　that　far。
〃Gonna　be　a　little　tough；　Mr。　Edwards。〃　The　sergeant　pulled　a　largescale　map　from　his　case。　〃I　don't　even　have　cards　for　the　whole　coastline。　Damn。　Look　here；　Lieutenant。　The　ridges　and　rivers　on　this　rock　e　out　from　the　center　like　the　spokes　on　a　wheel；　y'see？　That　means　we　climb　a　lot；　and　these　here　ain't　little　hills。　All　the　low　places　got　roads；　and　sure　as　hell　we　can't　follow　no　roads；　right？〃　He　shook　his　head。

Edwards　forced　a　grin。　〃Can't　hack　it？　I　thought　you　Marines　were　in　good　shape。〃
Smith　was　a　man　who　ran　five　miles　every　morning。　He　could　not　recall　ever　seeing　this　little　Air　Force　wimp　out　doing　roadwork。　〃Okay；　Mr。　Edwards。　They　say　nobody　ever　drowned　in　sweat。　On　your　feet；　Marines；　we　got　orders　for　a　little　hike。〃　Rodgers　and　Garcia　exchanged　a　look。　〃Mister〃　was　not　exactly　a　term　of　endearment　for　an　officer；　but　Smith　figured　that　insubordination　only　counted　if　the　officer　knew　he　was　being　insulted。

KEFLAVIK；　ICELAND
The　helicopters　took　time　to　assemble。　The　big　AN…22　transport　had　delivered　two　Mi…24　attack　choppers；　quite　a　load　even　for　that　four…engine　monster。　Another　IL…76　flight　had　delivered　the　technicians　and　flight　crews　to　assemble；　service；　and　fly　them。　There　had　been　a　major　oversight　in　the　plan；　the　General　thought。　The　one　helicopter　that　had　survived　the　strafing　attack　on　the　first　day　was　now　broken　down…and　of　course　the　broken　part　was　not　one　which　had　been　included　in　their　pre…packaged　equipment。　There　should　have　been　more　helicopters。　He　shrugged　eloquently。　No　plan　was　ever　perfect。　More　helicopters　would　be　flown　in；　plus　a　few　more　mobile　radar　sets　and　some　additional　SAM　launchers。　The　Americans　looked　to　have　every　intention　of　making　his　tenure　on　Iceland　difficult；　and　he　needed　more　equipment　to　counter　that　。　。　。
Then　there　were　those　KGB　bastards。　We　have　to　pacify　the　island；　they　said。　As　if　Iceland　wasn't　already　passive　enough。　There　had　been　not　a　single　incident　of　active　resistance　yet…not　one；　the　General　thought；　remembering　his　year's　service　in　Afghanistan。　pared　with　that　mountainous　hell；　this　was　paradise　itself。　But　that　wasn't　good　enough　for　the　KGB！　Nekulturny　barbarians。　A　thousand　hostages　had　been　taken；　only　to　learn　that　there　was　no　jail　space　to　keep　them。　So　my　paratroopers　must　guard　the　poor；　harmless　wretches；　using　up　a　whole　pany　of　troops；　His　orders　were　to　cooperate　with　the　local　KGB　contingent。　One　did　not　cooperate　with　the　KGB；　of　course；　one　was　dominated　by　them。　There　were　KGB　officers　with　his　mobile