RED STORM RISING [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Tom Clancy
PRINTING HISTORY
G.P. Putnam's Sons hardcover edition / August 1986
Berkley mass-market edition / August 1987
Page 32
"Four months," Rozhkov repeated. "We have much to do. And if this KGB magic fails to work?"
"It is a good plan. It need only deceive the West for a week, though two weeks would be better. They key, of course, is how quickly NATO can reach full readiness. If we can delay the mobilization process seven days, victory is assured -"
"And if not?" Rozhkov asked sharply, knowing that even a seven-day delay was no guarantee.
"Then it is not assured, but the balance of forces is on our side. You know that, Yuti." The option of recalling the mobilized forces had never been discussed with the Chief of the General Staff.
RED STORM RISING [ RACKETEER INFLUENCED AND CORRUPT ORGANIZATIONS US Title 18 ]
Tom Clancy
PRINTING HISTORY
G.P. Putnam's Sons hardcover edition / August 1986
Berkley mass-market edition / August 1987
Page 101
KIEV, THE UKRAINE
"Children!" Alekseyev barely said aloud. "For our maskirovka the Party murders children! Our own children. What have we come to?"
What have I come to? If I can rationalize the judicial murder of four colonels and some privates, why shouldn't the Politburo blow up a few children ... Alekseyev told himself there was a difference.
His General was also pale as he switched off the television set. "'Arise, ye Russian people.' We must set these thoughts aside, Pasha. It is hard, but we must. The State is not perfect, but it is the State we must serve."
Alekseyev eyed his commander closely. The General had almost choked on those words: he was already practicing how to use them on the crucial few who would know of this outrage, yet had to perform their duties as though it never existed. There will come a day of reckoning, Pasha told himself, a day of reckoning for all the crimes committed in the name of Socialist Progress. He wondered if he'd live to see it and decided he probably wouldn't.
