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That got his eyebrows jolting upward。 This was the award of a dream he'd held in his own mind for some time。 〃Oh。 May I ask； why there？〃
〃I happen to agree with your concerns regarding our yellow neighbors。 I've seen some reports from the GRU about the Chinese army's continuing field exercises； and to be truthful； our intelligence information from Beijing is not all we would wish。 Therefore； Eduard Petrovich and I feel that our eastern defenses might need some firming up。 That bees your job； Gennady。 Do it well； and some additional good things might happen for you。〃
And that could only mean one thing； Bondarenko thought； behind an admirable poker face。 Beyond the four stars of a general…colonel lay only the single large star of a marshal； and that was as high as any Russian soldier could go。 After that； one could be mander…in…chief of the entire army； or defense minister； or one could retire to write memoirs。
〃There are some people I'd like to take out to Chabarsovil with me； some colonels from my operations office；〃 the general said contemplatively。
〃That is your prerogative； of course。 Tell me； what will you wish to do out there？〃
〃Do you really want to know？〃 the newly frocked four…star asked。
Golovko smiled broadly at that。 〃I see。 Gennady； you wish to remake the Russian army in your image？〃
〃Not my image； rade Minister。 A winning image； such as we had in 1945。 There are images one wishes to deface； and there are images one dares not touch。 Which； do you think； ought we to have？〃
〃What will the costs be？〃
〃Sergey Nikolay'ch； I am not an economist； nor am I an accountant； but I can tell you that the cost of doing this will be far less than the cost of not doing it。〃 And now； Bondarenko thought； he'd get wider access to whatever intelligence his country possessed。 It'd have been better if Russia had spent the same resources on what the Americans delicately called National Technical Means…strategic reconnaissance satellites…that the Soviet Union had once done。 But he'd get such as there was； and maybe he could talk the air force into making a few special flights。。。
〃I will tell that to President Grushavoy。〃 Not that it would do all that much good。 The cupboard was still bare of funding； though that could change in a few years。
〃Will these new mineral discoveries in Siberia give us a little more money to spend？〃
Golovko nodded。 〃Yes； but not for some years。 Patience； Gennady。〃
The general took a final shot of the vodka。 〃I can be patient； but will the Chinese？〃
Golovko had to grant his visitor's concern。 〃Yes； they are exercising their military forces more than they used to。〃 What had once been a cause for concern had bee； with its continuance； a matter of routine； and Golovko； like many； tended to lose such information in the seemingly random noise of daily life。 〃But there are no diplomatic reasons for concern。 Relations between our countries are cordial。〃
〃rade Minister； I am not a diplomat； nor am I an intelligence officer； but I do study history。 I recall that the Soviet Union's relations with Hitler's Germany were cordial right up until June 23； 1941。 The leading German elements passed Soviet trains running westbound with oil and grain to the fascisti。 I conclude from this that diplomatic discourse is not always an indicator of a nation's intentions。〃
〃That is true； and that is why we have an intelligence service。〃
〃And then you will also recall that the People's Republic has in the past looked with envy on the mineral riches of Siberia。 That envy has probably grown with the discoveries we have made。 We have not publicized them； but we may assume that the Chinese have intelligence sources right here in Moscow； yes？〃
〃It is a possibility not to be discounted；〃 Golovko admitted。 He didn't add that those sources would most probably be true…believing munists from Russia's past； people who lamented the fall of their nation's previous political system； and saw in China the means； perhaps； to restore Russia to the true faith of Marxism…Leninism； albeit with a little Mao tossed in。 Both men had been munist Party members in their day： Bondarenko because advancement in the Soviet Army had absolutely demanded it； and Golovko because he would never have been entrusted with a post in KGB without it。 Both had mouthed the words； and kept their eyes mostly open during party meetings； in both cases while checking out the women in the meetings or just daydreaming about things of more immediate interest。 But there were those who had listened and thought about it； who had actually believed all that political rubbish。 Both Bondarenko and Golovko were pragmatists； interested mainly in a reality they could touch and feel rather than some model of words that might or might not e to pass someday。 Fortunately for both； they'd found their way into professions more concerned with reality than theory； where their intellectual explorations were more easily tolerated； because men of vision were always needed； even in a nation where vision was supposed to be controlled。 〃But you will have ample assets to act upon your concerns。
Not really； the general thought。 He'd have…what？ Six motor…rifle divisions； a tank division； and a divisional formation of artillery； all regular…army formations at about seventy percent nominal strength and dubious training… that would be his first task； and not a minor one； to crack those uniformed boys into Red Army soldiers of the sort who had crushed the Germans at Kursk； and moved on to capture Berlin。 That would be a major feat to acplish； but who was better suited to this task？ Bondarenko asked himself。 There were some promising young generals he knew of； and maybe he'd steal one； but for his own age group Gennady Iosifovich Bondarenko felt himself to be the best brain in his nation's armed forces。 Well； then； he'd have an active mand and a chance to prove it。 The chance of failure was always there； but men such as he are the kind who see opportunities where others see dangers。
〃I presume I will have a free hand？〃 he asked； after some final contemplation。
〃Within reason。〃 Golovko nodded。 〃We'd prefer that you did not start a war out there。〃
〃I have no desire to drive to Beijing。 I have never enjoyed their cooking；〃 Bondarenko replied lightly。 And Russians should be better soldiers。 The fighting ability of the Russian male had never been an issue for doubt。 He just needed good training； good equipment； and proper leadership。 Bondarenko thought he could supply two of those needs； and that would have to do。 Already； his mind was racing east； thinking about his headquarters； what sort of staff officer he would find； whom he'd have to replace； and where the replacements would e from。 There'd be drones out there； careerist officers just serving their time and filling out their forms； as if that were what it meant to be a field…grade officer。 Those men would see their careers aborted…well； he'd give everyone thirty days to straighten up； and if he knew himself； he'd inspire some to rediscover their vocations。 His best hope was in the individual soldiers； the young boys wearing their country's uniform indifferently because no one had told them exactly what the