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“Yes, sir, ” Hallerton replied. “No other large-scale weapon detonations detected might suggest counterattacks. However, SPACECOM advises that the three NAVSTAR satellites have gone off the air and no other DSP or AMWS resources are on station to confirm any reports. “Estimate on yield?”

“No official reading yet, sir. “Well, anyone got an estimate?” Tyler grumbled. The sheer magnitude of the thing was bad enough, but being in the dark about even the smallest detail was worse. “Anyone got an educated guess?”

“Sir, the only other indications we have are that COBRA DANE or BMEWS have not detected missile tracks from landor submarine-launched missiles, ” Hallerton said uneasily. The long-range over-the-horizon radars would have picked up the tracks of international missiles long ago. “All other stations are quiet, and intelligence reports no buildup of strategic forces or mobilization. This incident cannot be part of any massive attack against the CONUS.” Tyler couldn’t believe it. A real nuclear detonation. But not a prelude to general war-or was it? “When was the Pentagon notified and what did they say?” “NCA was notified five minutes ago by Space Command, sir, ” Hallerton replied. “They requested follow-up notification from Teal Ruby satellite data on incoming missile tracks and received a negative reply. They are assembling the commands for a teleconference.” Tyler looked surprised. “That’s it? A teleconference?” He turned to Stanczek. “What’s our status?”

“The notification message from Space Command didn’t direct any particular posture or DEFCON, ” Stanczek said. “There’s a breakdown in communications somewhere. Anyway, since I didn’t have a checklist to work off, I went right to the posture-four checklist and ran it. I heard the word ‘nuclear’ and thought the crews should be heading to the ramp.” Tyler nodded agreement. Most of SAC’s forces were positioned at the discretion of the National Command Authority, either directly or through the Joint Chiefs of Staff acting as military advisers to the White House. Although Tyler could position his forces in almost any way he felt prudent, most of his decisions came from guidance or direct orders from the President or the Secretary of Defense, in the form of DEFCON, or Defense Configuration, orders. But in any case, especially when communications had broken down or the President wasn’t in the position to make decisions like this, Tyler had the responsibility to see his men and machines were ready to fight. He did this by setting postures for SAC alert forces. “Good decision, ” Tyler told Stanczek. “I wonder what the hell the Pentagon is waiting on?” Sounds like nobody was doing anything, Tyler thought-they didn’t see any incoming missiles, so everyone hesitated, waiting for someone else to act. Well, now was the time. “Colonel Dunigan, place the force officially at posture four, ” Tyler ordered. “Then get the Pentagon on the line and inform them that I upgraded the SAC alert force posture and I’m recommending a full DEFCON change.”

“Yes, sir, ” Dunigan replied. Part of the awesome responsibility of CINCSAC was his control over SAC’s nuclear strike forces. It was his responsibility to keep the bombers and landbased ICBM forces safe and viable. Tyler had a long list of options, all designed to put the nuclear strike forces in the best possible position to survive an attack against the United States but to avoid unnecessarily moving too many nuclear weapons around or causing undue alarm to either the enemy or to American citizens. Launching the bombers, either to dispersal airfields, airborne alert orbits or to their fail-safe positive control orbits, probably wasn’t warranted yet. What was warranted, however, was stepping up everyone’s overall readiness a couple of notches until the White House and the Pentagon figured out what was going on. That should have been automatic as soon as they discovered that it was in fact a nuclear explosion, but at least now it was getting done. In the Essential Elements section of the Command Center, two positive-control technicians quickly prepared the radio message for the SAC alert force crews. Using a computer, they devised a forty-character message, triple-checked it manually for accuracy, using the same code books that the crews in the field would use, then broadcast the message via telephone, radio, and satellite communications channels to all SAC units in the United States, England, Germany, and Japan. The message directed all SAC units to stand by for further emergency action messages; it placed SAC’s two hundred B-52 and ninety B-1 bombers, and thirty Minuteman ICBM launch-control centers, into higher readiness states, which would make their reaction times much shorter should they be directed to execute their SlOP war plans. It would also direct twenty-two rail-garrisoned Peacekeeper missile convoys out from their shelters onto the nation’s rail system and put twenty MGM-134A Mustang missile crews on full-deployment alert. After receipt of the message, each SAC unit would verify and authenticate the coded message, rebroadcast the message to their forces, then compose and send a coded acknowledgment message back to SAC Headquarters. The entire process took approximately two minutes. Tyler watched one of the big digital screens before him as a list of all the SAC units was displayed, with red dots indicating connectivity with each unit; as the acknowledgment messages came in, the red dots disappeared. “All units acknowledge, sir, ” Colonel Dunigan reported. “Expect status report from the field in about five minutes.”

“What’s the latest status on the units?” Tyler asked. In reply, Dunigan put up a computerized listing of the latest status reports of all the SAC bases in the world, beginning with the SAC bomber units, and read off how quickly-or not so quicklythe units could move. “What’s the status of the Air Battle Force?”

“The current session reports ninety percent manned, due to some elements being recalled by their parent units before the session completed, ” Dunigan answered. “The new session that began training last month has the first B-2 bomber elements”-she paused as she referred to her notes, then said”plus some GENESIS elements.”

“GENESIS?” Tyler exclaimed. He had forgotten all about thqfbut it was easy to forget about Lieutenant General Brad Elliott’s research group, lost from view in the middle of Nevada. Tyler had remembered granting approval for Elliott’s weird hybrid planes to participate, but had not bothered to check up on their status during their course. “Jesus, I completely forgot about that. Refresh my memory, Colonelwhat’s he got at Ellsworth now?”

“He’s got four modified B-52 bombers, six stretched F-1 11 G bombers, and a B-2 bomber involved in the Air Battle Force session, ” Dunigan reported. “The -111’s and the B-2 are garrisoned at Ellsworth; the B-52s-I should say, the EB-52Cs-are stationed at HAWC but still participate in Air Battle Force activities.” She paused, then said, “I can get General Elliott and General Jarrel on the line and “We don’t have time, ” Tyler said. What a time to have Elliott’s mutant planes out flying around in the Air Force Battle, Tyler thought. Christ, it was like Elliott knew there was going to be trouble. “It’ll have to wait for the Air Battle Force status report. Move along.” Up in the Support Staff area, General Stone could not hear most of the interphone exchange between Tyler and his staff-but he was familiar enough with the items up on the big board to know that something serious was going on. He saw lists of all the SAC bases in the world on the big board, saw the status indicators change as he received the message sent by Tyler, and saw weather maps, charts, and checklist pages being put up on the board so everyone knew where the staff was in the Zero-Tango response procedures. But the left-center screen had something more interestingsatellite photographs. Stone turned to the technician seated beside him. “Is that real-time imagery?”