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themselves illuminating targets for a total of thirty…nine PL…10s； which angled for only four TOMCATs。
The American pilots affected by this saw them ing； and the feeling wasn't particularly pleasant。 Each went to afterburner and dove for the deck； losing every bit of chaff and flares he had in his protection pods； plus turning the jamming pods up to max power。 One got clean away。 Another lost most of them in the chaff； where the Chinese missiles exploded like fireworks in his wake； but one of the F…l4s had nineteen missiles chasing him alone； and there was no avoiding them all。 The third missile got close enough to trigger its warhead； and then nine more； and the TOMCAT was reduced to chaff itself； along with its two…man crew。 That left one Navy fighter whose radar…intercept officer ejected safely； though the pilot did not。
The remaining TOMCATs continued to bore in。 They were out of Phoenix missiles now； and closed to continue the engagement with Sidewinders。 Losing rades did nothing more than anger them for the moment； and this time it was the Chinese who turned back and headed for their coast； chased by a cloud of heat…seeking missiles。
This bar fight had the effect of clearing the way for the strike force。
The PLAN base had twelve piers with ships alongside； and the United States Navy went after its Chinese counterpart…as usually happened； on the principle that in war people invariably kill those most like themselves before going after the different ones。
The first to draw the wrath of the Hornets were the submarines。 They were mainly old Romeo…class diesel boats； long past whatever prime they'd once had。 They were mainly rafted in pairs； and the Hornet drivers struck at them with Skippers and SLAMs。 The former was a thousand…pound bomb with a rudimentary guidance package attached； plus a rocket motor taken off obsolete missiles； and they proved adequate to the task。 The pilots tried to guide them between the rafted submarines； so as to kill two with a single weapon； and that worked in three out of five attempts。 SLAM was a land…attack version of the Harpoon anti…ship missile； and these were directed at the port and maintenance facilities without which a naval base is just a cluttered beach。 The damage done looked impressive on the videotapes。 Other aircraft tasked to a mission called IRON HAND sought out Chinese missile and flak batteries； and engaged those at safe distance with HARM anti…radiation missiles which sought out and destroyed acquisition and illumination radars with high reliability。
All in all； the first U。S。 Navy attack on the mainland of East Asia since Vietnam went off well； eliminating twelve PRC warships and laying waste to one of its principal naval bases。
Other bases were attacked with Tomahawk cruise missiles launched mainly from surface ships。 Every PLAN base over a swath of five hundred miles of coast took one form of fire or another； and the ship count was jacked up to sixteen； all in a period of a little over an hour。 The American tactical aircraft returned to their carriers； having spilled the blood of their enemies； though also having lost some of their own。
CHAPTER 58
Political Fallout
It was a difficult night for Marshal Luo Cong； the Defense Minister for the People's Republic of China。 He'd gone to bed about eleven the previous night； concerned with the ongoing operations of his military forces； but pleased that they seemed to be going well。 And then； just after he'd closed his eyes； the phone rang。
His official car came at once to convey him to his office； but he didn't enter it。 Instead he went to the Defense Ministry's munications center； where he found a number of senior… and mid…level officers going over fragmentary information and trying to make sense of it。 Minister Luo's presence didn't help them； but just added stress to the existing chaos。
Nothing seemed clear； except that they could identify holes in their information。 The 65th Army had seemingly dropped off the face of the earth。 Its manding general had been visiting one of his divisions； along with his staff； and hadn't been heard from since 0200 or so。 Nor had the division's manding general。 In fact； nothing at all was known about what was happening up there。 To fix that； Marshal Luo ordered a helicopter to fly up from the depot at Sunwu。 Then came reports from Harbin and Bei'an of air raids that had damaged the railroads。 A colonel of engineers was dispatched to look into that。
But just when he thought he'd gotten a handle on the difficulties in Siberia； then came reports of an air attack on the fleet base at Guangszhou； and then the lesser naval bases at Haikuo； Shantou； and Xiachuandao。 In each case； the headquarters facilities seemed hard…hit； since there was no response from the local manders。 Most disturbing of all was the report of huge losses to the fighter regiments in the area…reports of American naval aircraft making the attacks。 Then finally； worst of all； a pair of automatic signals； the distress buoys from his country's only nuclear…powered missile submarine and the hunter submarine detailed to protect her； the Hai Long； were both radiating their automated messages。 It struck the marshal as unlikely to the point of impossibility that so many things could have happened at once。 And yet there was more。 Border radar emplacements were off the air and could not be raised on radio or telephone。 Then came another phone call from Siberia。 One of the divisions on the left shoulder of the breakthrough…the one the manding general of 65th Type B Group Army had been visiting a few hours before…reported 。 。 。 that is； a junior munications officer said； a subunit of the division reported； that unknown armored forces had lanced through its western defenses； going east； and 。 。 。 disappeared？
〃How the hell does an enemy attack successfully and disappear？〃 the marshal had demanded； in a voice to make the young captain wilt。 〃Who reported this？〃
〃He identified himself as a major in the Third Battalion； 745th Guards Infantry Regiment； rade Marshal；〃 was the trembling reply。 〃The radio connection was scratchy； or so it was reported to us。〃
〃And who made the report？〃
〃A Colonel Zhao； senior munications officer in the intelligence staff of 71st Type C Group Army north of Bei'an。 They are detailed to border security in the breakthrough sector；〃 the captain explained。
〃I know that！〃 Luo bellowed； taking out his rage on the nearest target of opportunity。
〃rade Marshal；〃 said a new voice。 It was Major General Wei Dao…Ming； one of Luo's senior aides； just called in from his home after one more of a long string of long days； and showing the strain； but trying to smooth the troubled waters even so。 〃You should let me and my staff assemble this information in such a way that we can present it to you in an orderly manner。〃
〃Yes； Wei； I suppose so。〃 Luo knew that this was good advice； and Wei was a career intelligence officer； accustomed to organizing information for his superiors。 〃Quick as you can。〃
〃Of course； rade Minister；〃 Wei said； to remind Luo that he was a political figure now rather than the military officer he'd grown up as。
Luo went to the VIP sitting ro