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After flying A-6 Intruders in Vietnam and commanding an air wing in the Mediterranean, Jake Grafton is grounded. He draws assignment to the Pentagon where he takes on development of the navy's new top-secret stealth attack plane -- the A-12.
At every turn, Jake encounters political and technical problems. Before long he learns of Minotaur, a mole hidden in the Pentagon who is funneling American defense secrets to the Russians. Who can he be? Jake sets out to find him.
"Move over Clancy! Coonts' power is his use of real and immediate crisis, and human failings, topics crying for discussion and worthy of high drama." --John Lehman, former Secretary of the Navy
people in the military endlessly analyze and train for the last war because no one knows what the next one will be like. New equipment and technologies deepen the gloom which always cloaks the future. Yesterday’s warriors retire and new ones inherit the stars and the offices, and so it goes through generations, until at last every office is filled with men who have never heard a shot fired in anger or known a single problem that good, sound staff work, carefully couched in bureaucratese, could
are in it. But what about the paperwork?” “Go ahead and walk it over to the office.” “Sure.” As Albright started the car, the mechanic raised the garage door and kicked the lifting blocks out of the way of the tires. Albright backed out carefully and drove down the alley toward the area where customers’ cars were parked. Yep, another guy in a business suit hustling this way, and another going around the building toward the front entrance. Albright turned left and drove by the agent walking
True or not, the perception of great change taking place in the “evil empire” had profound consequences for the foreign and domestic policy of every Western democracy, and none more so than the United States. The two officers spent the morning going over the cost projections of the A-12, which were based on an optimum purchase schedule. Any proposal that kept the A-6 in service for more years than already planned would also have to include the escalating costs of maintaining and repairing this
sat back in her seat and watched him fly. Somewhere over eastern Maryland she began to laugh. What began as a giggle quickly became an eye-watering gut buster. Toad joined in. Together they laughed until they had tears in their eyes. When they had melted themselves down to wide grins, she ran her fingers through his hair as he continued his impersonation of Orville Wright, Glenn Curtiss and Eddie Rickenbacker, Douglas McCampbell and Randy Cunningham, Jake Grafton and Rita Moravia and all the
tense, etc. It’s possible—probable, since this guy’s pretty damn cute—that some of the code words are the names of persons or places. The number of possible English codewords is in the millions, and the computer must construct a matrix for each and every one of them and test each matrix against all the suspected messages. So what is that—a couple million repetitions of the program times sixty? Assuming he used real words or names. But if he made up random combinations of letters, say a dozen