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  • Matt

    Without giving away plots what the rough outline for war start and end dates

    is there a major event flow chart
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    • Yes, there is. I have to dig though both boards where the TL is posted and transfer it here.

      4 Sep 1985 is the day it all started.

      7 May 1987 is the Battle of Wichita, where the Soviets played the role of Model and Manstein. Schwartzkopf was Zhukov. Soviet defeat there began the long road south to the Rio Grande and Brownsville, ending in early Oct 1989 with the surrender of the Brownsville Pocket.

      14 Oct 1989 is when the Soviets in the Northern Theater surrendered, and the Armistice went into effect a week later.

      4 Sep every year is known as Resistance Day, and is a National Holiday in both the U.S. and Canada.

      14 Oct 1989 is Victory Day, and is also a holiday in both countries.
      Treat everyone you meet with kindness and respect, but always have a plan to kill them.

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      • Originally posted by Matt Wiser View Post
        Schwartzkopf was Zhukov
        I wonder how his and Powell career went in this time frame
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        • Both retired as Five-Star Generals. Powell ran Third Army in Louisiana and Mississippi, later on, in Texas-he ran the final campaign at Brownsville. Both became Chairman of the JCS, but Schwartzkopf dismissed several offers from both parties to run for office (Senator from FL, Governor of FL, and the Presidency). Powell, though did run for President in 2004 and was elected. Re-elected in 2008 and succeeded by Hillary Clinton in 2012 (who won reelection in 2016).
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          • I have a few questions Matt.

            Firstly how quickly did the USAF change its low level attack tactics

            The reason I am asking is that in the 1980's (and 1990's) the USAF (and Navy and Marines) were not well trained or equipped in low level attack missions against hostile forces with intact air defences. This was mainly due to the fact that they mostly used precision guided munitions including anti-radar weapons fired/dropped from high altitudes to degrade enemy infrastructure and air defences. We saw this in the First Gulf War were US strike aircraft such as the F-15E, F-111F and F-117A flew at altitudes of 15,000 to 20,000 feet using LANTIRN and Pave Track targeting pods, as opposed to British Tornado's with TIALD who went in as low as 100 feet to hit Iraqi airfields with JP-233 cluster munitions. The British were also doing this at night and this tactic pretty much explains why British Tornado casualties were fairly high in the early part of the Gulf War. Dedicated US ground attack aircraft such as the A-10 and Marine Harrier's were only used after the Iraqi Air Force and air defences were effectively wiped out or degraded. The US tactic was highly effective in the First Gulf War, but in the Red Dawn scenario the US does not enjoy the luxury of total air domination against an inferior foe and the plentiful availability of precision guided munitions.

            Secondly to what degree did the USAF alter the fundamentals of its tactics US aerial attack tactics generally have pilots going into combat zones in large groups, covered by protective fire that busts holes in enemy air defenses. In your Red Dawn scenario the USAF is using tactics similar to the RAF designed for combat against Soviet Bloc forces in Europe, by flying in small groups of two or three aircraft low and fast over the terrain, hitting the target and then streaking out again. Your not coming in at tree top level but still much lower than the USAF generally is trained for. In NATO the British were widely regarded as the best tactical strike air force in Europe. Did the USAF copy this from the British or where they using British advisors

            Thirdly why do US strike aircraft have such relatively low casualty rates

            If we go by the First Gulf War which is the first time that US forces went up against a powerful Soviet designed air defence system on a massive scale, the US achieved total air domination very quickly. Baring in mind the Iraqi Air Force was inferior in training and equipment to the USAF in every level, their air defence radars, both Soviet and French, were not top of the line by 1991 and their performance was known to Allies, and their SAM's were older or "export" versions of Soviet SAM's this was no surprise. But as we seen from British experiences in the Gulf War they lost quite a few aircraft when they had to go low at them while Iraq still had an intact air defence network. In Red Dawn the US does not enjoy air domination over a lesser enemy (the Soviets at least), and does not numerically outnumber the Soviets, and is also facing a more effective air defence network than anything the Iraqi's ever had. In Red Dawn I could see the USAF (and Navy and Marines) quickly achieving air superiority over the Soviets and the others in large parts of occupied America for a whole load of reasons, but I think the casualty rate of all strike aircraft would be a lot higher.

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            • OK: here's a few answers:

              1) The F-111 (and A-6) squadrons mainly fly at night. It's what they're trained for, and they also exploit gaps in enemy lines-or go in along unit boundaries where one unit may not be talking to their neighbors-especially if it's, say, East Germans and Nicaraguans, to give one example. The deep-strike people go in at low level always.

              2) Strikes in daytime go in this way because the mission calls for it: it's BAI for the most part, and also CAS. Not to mention that Weasels are in short supply, and not every strike can have F-4Gs (or Navy A-7s or Marine Hornets) with antiradar missiles. If it's a CAS run, the Army or Marines do the AF a favor and dump artillery or MLRS rockets onto enemy air defense assets, and tank crews get told to take out any air defense vehicles (ZSU-23s and SA-9 or -13 launchers) they see. A 105 or 120 HEAT round does a wonder on those.....

              3) This squadron's loss rate is lower than expected, mainly due to good leadership in the air (though the early days were rough: two COs and an XO were KIA, and there are exactly ten pilots or GIBs left who were flying on Day One), good tactics, and having support assets (Weasels, A-7s doing IRON HAND, or Marine Hornets for flak suppression) around. It's been two weeks since the squadron took losses (two birds down with one pilot KIA and the other three crew rescued), but that won't last. if more SA-11s or ZSU-30-2s show (Tunguskas), that makes things...ugly.
              Last edited by Matt Wiser; 02-13-2018, 11:32 PM.
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              • Matt what variant of the F-4 Phantom are you supposed to be flying

                Even in Red Dawn the establishment of American air superiority is going to happen due to the fact that American 4th generation fighters are better than what the Soviets have. Even a 3-1 superiority in fighters won't help the Soviets and I don't think the Soviets will have such a superiority in numbers over North America. Any American commander with even half a brain is also going to go after Soviet radars and shut down their SAM batteries. To be honest I don't think this would take so long either.

                The F-16 powered by General Electric engines (especially F-16 Block 30 from 1987, Block 40 from 1988) are superior in agility to any Soviet fighter including the Mig-29 at Within Visual Range (WVR) air combat, and in the right hands will slaughter most Soviet Bloc fighters. The less agile but faster and more powerful F-15C (and F-15E) is also better at WVR than most Soviet fighters, and is aerodynamically at least a match for a Su-27 at Beyond Visual Range (BVR) air combat and better than a Mig-25/31, and also with better sensors and better trained pilots. Add the navy and Marine F-14's and F-18's into the mix and America is not a good place to be for a Soviet fighter pilot. The presence of F-15's with AWAC direction would also be a major deterrent to the use of Soviet strategic bombers over America.

                Knocking out Soviet radars would be a priority for the American's, leaving Soviet ground forces exposed to the type of air degradation that you are talking about. The F-111, F-4G Wild Weasel and F-16's (with HTS pods) carrying AGM-88 HARM would effectively shut down Soviet air defence radars very quickly. In the early invasion period the US anti-radiation missiles would be the AGM-45 Shrike, but from 1985 the AGM-88 HARM is put into production, and with a range of up to 150km as opposed to no more than 45km for AGM-45B, it would be a game changer. At this time the F-117A is also in service, and the F-15E from 1988, and might be brought into service even earlier in the Red Dawn scenario. As we know that most of America's military power and industry is still existent, then the Americans will be hitting the Soviet's hard and in strength, even in the earlier part of the war. I would say that in less than one year the Soviet's would have withdrawn most of their most effective air defence capabilities to rear areas out of effective reach of US air strikes, leaving frontline forces highly exposed to US air strikes. Here is where you are going to see F-4's, A-7's, A-10's and Harriers bombing and strafing Soviet Bloc ground forces as you describe.

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                • Flying the E with TIESO for AGM-65, the leading edge slats, ARN-101 DMAS, improved cockpit controls for easier use of AIM-9 and AIM-7 (the 556 cockpit) , and, of course, the gun.

                  Another reason we go in low Ordnance loads require it. Mark-82 Snakeyes and M-117Rs, the occasional Mark-84 AIR, and CBUs or, on occasion, Napalm.

                  AGM-78 is still in service with a larger warhead than either HARM or Shrike. Shrike will damage a radar. HARM or Standard-ARM will kill it. Most HARMs in service TTL are the AGM-88A, with a few Bs. Some Shrikes have been fitted with HARM electronics to make them more effective against "Teenage" SAMs like SA-11.
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                  • Originally posted by Matt Wiser View Post
                    Flying the E with TIESO for AGM-65, the leading edge slats, ARN-101 DMAS, improved cockpit controls for easier use of AIM-9 and AIM-7 (the 556 cockpit) , and, of course, the gun.
                    That would be the best option, and the F-4E is also still a capable fighter if it needs to be.

                    Originally posted by Matt Wiser View Post
                    Another reason we go in low Ordnance loads require it. Mark-82 Snakeyes and M-117Rs, the occasional Mark-84 AIR, and CBUs or, on occasion, Napalm.

                    AGM-78 is still in service with a larger warhead than either HARM or Shrike. Shrike will damage a radar. HARM or Standard-ARM will kill it. Most HARMs in service TTL are the AGM-88A, with a few Bs.
                    Without trying to sound to "smarty pants", for low-level bombing you would have to use the M117R and the Mark-84 AIR or your aircraft might not escape the bombs blast pattern.

                    Originally posted by Matt Wiser View Post
                    Some Shrikes have been fitted with HARM electronics to make them more effective against "Teenage" SAMs like SA-11.
                    The SA-11 Gadfly (Buk) would be a threat against incoming low-altitude fighter-bombers like the F-4E, but the threat it poses would be dependent upon if the radar is actually turned on or not. The SA-11's radar (9S35 Fire Dome) can track up to 4 different targets at ranges of 95km, and the SA-11 (Buk & Buk-M1) can engage aircraft at 35 km and at altitudes between 150 and 22,000 metres (less with Buk). However firing up an SA-11 launcher from start with no warning will take 5 minutes, reaction time if the radar is turned on is 15-18 seconds and reload time is 12 minutes, and this is with a well drilled crew. But Fire Dome's maximum range is also well short of the maximum range the AGM-88 HARM missile, and American Wild Wiesel's will be patrolling well beyond Fire Dome's range, while the SA-11 is considered to have a low probability in defeating a HARM missile. So basically it's a lose-lose situation for Soviet SA-11 crews as if they turn on the radar they will get a HARM up their rears, and if the radar is switched off they won't be able to react in time to an incoming air raid.

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                    • What happened to US stocks of Pershing II and GLCM that were deployed in Europe in the Red Dawn scenario

                      With Europe remaining neutral except for Britain, most of them must have been sent back to America. 234 Pershing II were based in West Germany, and 448 BGM-109G GLCM in Belgium, Britain, Italy, Netherlands and West Germany in the 1980's. I believe there were 276 Pershing II and about 500 GLCM built in total. Maybe the UK based GLCM's and a few dozen Pershing II were kept in the UK to reinforce the British nuclear deterrent, but the rest must have been shipped back to the US.

                      Although nuclear armed they could be fitted with conventional warheads. The GLCM's were relatively slow but long ranged (2,500km), and with their guidance system and low radar cross section were notoriously difficult to track with the technology available at this time. The Pershing II could hit a target 1,800km a way in 10 minutes. They would be an alternative option to bombing and a nasty surprise for the Soviets anywhere in North America.

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                      • Here's a fact file on U.S. INF during the war, which should answer your question:


                        One aspect of the prewar and wartime periods was the redeployment of U.S. Nuclear Forces from Europe. The one deployed GLCM Wing in the U.K, the 501st Tactical Missile Wing, remained at RAF Greenham Common, while the 487th TMW redeployed to the U.K., from Sicily. One additional wing, the 485th TMW, instead of deploying to Belgium, was deployed to the Republic of Korea, to provide INF coverage for U.S. forces in the Far East, and deter any aggression from North Korea. The two remaining GLCM Wings, the 38th and 486th, remained in the U.S. during the war. The 38th was deployed in the Southwest, with its missiles directed at potential targets in Mexico, while the 486th was home-based at Eglin AFB, FL, with its missiles aimed at targets in Cuba and Central America. Not only were nuclear GLCMs assigned to the CONUS based wings, but a wartime program to convert nuclear-armed GLCMs to conventional warheads bore fruit. Three versions were developed by General Dynamics and deployed: the GLCM-C base variant with the same 1,000 pound warhead developed for the TLAM-C, the C1 variant with the 500-pound warhead used on the Harpoon anti-ship missile, and the C3 with the submunition warhead originally developed for the TLAM-D. Only the three conventional warhead variants were used in combat. However, the nuclear armed versions acted as a reliable theater nuclear deterrent in both North America and the Far East.

                        The Pershing IIs were also redeployed from Europe: two battalions were redeployed to Fort Sill, OK, initially. The 1-81 FA was then deployed to Yuma Proving Ground, AZ, while the 1-41 FA went to Fort Stewart, GA. However, 3-84 FA was deployed to the ROK, while 3-9 FA remained at Fort Sill as the Pershing II training unit and as a standby operational battalion. The mobile Pershings provided a theater ballistic nuclear deterrent, aimed at targets in Mexico, Cuba, and other locations in Central America, and fulfilled their mission without having to fire a single missile in anger. The 3-84 FA remained in Korea for the duration of the war, as a continued commitment to the defense of South Korea, and to reassure the ROK government of the U.S. nuclear umbrella. While Pershing units were high-priority targets for Spetsnatz and Cuban SOF, and a number of missiles were attacked, the majority of Pershings survived the war, having maintained a viable nuclear deterrent in a theater that the system's designers, not to mention its users, never expected.
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                        • SA-11 is the most advanced SAM in theater. Some divisions have it, but it's mostly being used at Army level as an SA-4 replacement. Most commonly encountered SAMs at division level are SA-6 and SA-8. SA-9 or -13 at Regiment, along with ZSU-23-4s and MANPADS.
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                          • Originally posted by Matt Wiser View Post
                            SA-11 is the most advanced SAM in theater. Some divisions have it, but it's mostly being used at Army level as an SA-4 replacement. Most commonly encountered SAMs at division level are SA-6 and SA-8. SA-9 or -13 at Regiment, along with ZSU-23-4s and MANPADS.
                            What about the SA-10 (S-300P) and SA-12 (S-300V)

                            The Soviets designed the S-300P (SA-10) from 1967 as an air defence only missile. It entered limited service in 1978 but was operational by 1982, and about 80 SA-10 sites were believed to be operational in Russia by 1987. The S-300V (SA-12) is derived from the S-300P but also has an anti-ballistic missile capability. It entered service later and in phases, but some elements were integrated into existing air defense systems by 1983 and it entered production in 1986. The SA-12 is similar in some respects to the U.S. Patriot (PAC-2).

                            The SA-10 and SA-12 were designed from the outset for high mobility and effectiveness against targets at all altitudes. Early versions of the SA-10 could engage targets at ranges of 47km at altitudes of up to 82,000 feet moving at 4,300 kph. Later versions have ranges of over 100km and can hit targets moving at 10,000 kph. The S-300V can target ballistic missiles across ranges of 40 km, and can target aircraft at 75 km to 100 km.

                            As well as air defence both missiles were developed to destroy Western ISR assets such as the E-3 AWACS, E-8 JSTARS and U-2, and also tactical jamming aircraft like the EF-111A Raven and EA-6B Prowler. The S-300V could also be used against US tactical ballistic missiles, specifically the Lance and Pershing I/II, and also the FB-111A's supersonic AGM-69A SRAM standoff missile, and the BGM-109 GLCM.

                            I think it would be highly likely that the Soviets would deploy at least a few of these missile systems near their higher command and control centres in North America.

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                            • SA-10s were in Mexico during the war-and near the end, the Monterey area was a no-go for many tac air for that reason. SA-10s were also in Occupied Canada and Alaska, and were captured there after the Soviet surrender in the Northern Theater on 14 Oct 89.

                              SA-12 never made it over. One battalion was due to come over for a combat trial in Texas, but....the ship carrying the missiles arrived in Cuba, but the ship with the TELs and radar was sunk.
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                              • Second strike of the day:


                                Over Central Texas, 1030 Hours Central War Time:


                                Rambler Flight was headed south, following their pre-strike refueling. The tanker track was a busy one, with KC-135s, KC-10s, and Marine KC-130s busy passing fuel to aircraft that needed it, and as the crews topped off their tanks, they also noticed the F-14s and F-15s orbiting on CAP. Not only were they protecting the tankers, but there were other high value assets-like AWACS and RC-135s-around, and those needed protection. Ivan had come north after the AWACS in the past, and they would likely try again.

                                As the strike flight headed south along the Brazos, Guru had his head on a swivel. He was checking his instruments, then he was keeping an eye out for threats, then checking his EW display. So far, so good. All clear, and even the Red AWACS to the south wasn't showing up. Had somebody done something about it Guru hoped so. oeGranbury coming up

                                oeThirty seconds, Goalie said. She was paying attention to the navigation, and not just with the DMAS and the INS, but also the old-fashioned way: compass, stopwatch, and a map. But she, too, like the other GIBs, also scanned visually for threats, and checked her own EW display. oeSky's clear.

                                oeFor now, Guru said. Then the U.S. 377 bridge appeared, and the East German flak gunners opened up, as usual, from the west side. The Nicaraguans to the east, though, rarely shot at them, unless they had been attacked earlier, and this time, their guns stayed silent.

                                oeNo traffic on the bridge, Goalie observed as Rambler Flight blew past.

                                oeMaybe next time, Guru said. oeGranbury Dam next up.

                                oeCopy that, Goalie replied. oeForty-five seconds. One minute thirty to the Glen Rose Bridge. That was U.S. 67.

                                The flight continued south, hugging the east shore of Lake Granbury, and as the Dam became visible, the AAA from the west side came up.

                                oeEast Germans are active today, Guru observed as the flak puffs appeared. None were close, but still, some East German might get lucky....fortunately, Rambler Flight was too fast to track visually.

                                oeWe're not the only ones who have to earn our pay, Goalie quipped. oeForty-five seconds to Glen Rose.

                                oeRoger that, Guru replied. He checked his EW display and a strobe appeared, followed by the SEARCH warning light. oeGot a strobe at One, he called.

                                oeGot it, Goalie said. oeWant to bet it's that Mainstay again She was referring to the Soviets' Il-76 Mainstay AWACS, of which there were several in theater.

                                oeNo bet, Guru replied. Hopefully, they were far enough away, and too low, to be picked up. He called their own AWACS. oeWarlock, Rambler Lead. Say threats

                                oeRambler Lead, Warlock, an AWACS controller replied. oeThreat bearing One-six-five for fifty. Medium, going away. Second threat bearing One-eight-five for sixty-five. Medium, closing. Third threat bearing Two-one-five for eighty. Medium, going away.

                                oeRoger, Warlock, Guru replied. Almost immediately, the Glen Rose Bridge appeared. And so did the AAA from the west side of the Brazos.

                                oeGlen Rose, Goalie called. oeEast Germans are right on time, she said as the flak-both 23-mm and 57-mm-came up. oeThirty seconds to the Brazospoint Bridge, and two minutes to the North Lake Whitney Bridge, she said. The latter was State Route 174. But the former, though, signaled Libyan-occupied territory, and the Libyans would shoot. And keep shooting even after the strike birds had left.

                                oeGot it, Guru said. A quick look at the EW showed that strobe still there. oeFlight, Lead. Music on, he ordered. That meant to turn on their ECM pods.

                                Kara replied, oeRoger, Lead, and the others followed.

                                Goalie checked her map, then the INS, then called, oeBrazospoint coming up.

                                oeGot it, Guru said. And this time, there was flak coming from both sides as both East Germans and Libyans were shooting. One could tell the difference, though. The Libyans hardly aimed and simply sprayed fire into the air. The East Germans at least tried to hit what they were aiming at, but the F-4s were too low and too fast to properly track.

                                oeOne minute thirty to the 174 Bridge.

                                oeCopy, Guru replied. Then he got on the line to the AWACS. oeWarlock, Rambler Lead. Say threats.

                                The controller replied at once. oeRambler, Warlock. Threat bearing One-seven-five for fifty-five. Medium, closing. Second threat bearing One-nine-zero for sixty-five. Medium, going away. Third threat bearing Two-one-zero for seventy-five Medium, closing.

                                oeRoger that, Warlock, said Guru.

                                oeOne minute to North Lake Whitney, Goalie said.

                                oeLead, Sweaty. Those Libyans are still shooting, Sweaty called.

                                Beneath his oxygen mask, Guru smiled. Qaddafi's boys were living up to their reputation. oeLet'em, he replied.

                                Goalie then called, oeThirty seconds.

                                The flight thundered along the Brazos, and then the Route 174 Bridge appeared. Guru made the call. oeBridge dead ahead, he said. oeFlak at Eleven, and at One. The Libyan and East German gunners were quick to shoot as soon as the American aircraft appeared. oeFollow me. He dropped even lower than their initial ingress altitude of 450 feet, down to 300, as they blew past the bridge and Lake Whitney opened up.

                                oeOne minute thirty to turn point, Goalie said after they went past the bridge.

                                oeGot it, Guru said. He checked the EW display. The strobe was still there, but not as bright. Good. Maybe dropping lower over the lake meant that the Mainstay had lost them-if it had acquired them in the first place.


                                As Rambler Flight headed south, the usual mix of locals, Soviet, East German, and Libyan soldiers, all looking to supplement their rations with a fresh catch from the lake, were fishing. Some had rowboats, but most were fishing from the lakeshore. The locals waved at the F-4s as they flew by, not knowing if the pilots could see them, while the soldiers more often as not, looked at each other. If the Yankees were flying into liberated territory with impunity, even if the Socialist Bloc Air Forces controlled the skies, then that boast made by many a political officer was clearly untrue. And if that was the case, how much else of the bullshit they had been fed was also a lie

                                The locals, for their part, smiled and shook hands. Seeing the Air Force going after those Red bastards meant the front lines were getting closer. Wouldn't be long now, then the Army gets here, they thought.


                                oeHow long to the turn point Guru asked his GIB.

                                oeThirty seconds, Goalie said. She started mentally counting down. oeTurn in five, four, three, two, one...NOW!

                                Guru put 512 into a hard right turn, and lined up on a course of Two-seven-zero. Twenty-four miles to Meridian, and that meant another ninety seconds. But... oeEW still has the search radar. Guru said. They had climbed from 300 to 400 feet AGL.

                                oeHe might have us, Goalie noted. oeOne minute thirty to Meridian.

                                oeMaybe, replied Guru. So far, no additional radars coming up, though they were now in what Intel said was the 4th Guards Tank Army's area.

                                oeOne minute, Goalie said as they drew closer.

                                oeCopy.

                                oeThirty seconds, said Goalie. oeNo other radars.

                                oeFlight, Lead. Maintain visual scanning, Guru reminded the others. oeNo radars doesn't mean they're not there.

                                oeMeridian coming up. And....turn, Goalie told Guru as the flight flew over the center of town.

                                oeTurning to Two-five-zero, Guru said. oeNo flak.

                                oeGood to see.

                                In Meridian, the Soviets from the 144th GMRD's 254th GMRR were wondering what was coming next. They had been through a buzz saw earlier in the week, and now, the Americans were bombing their assembly areas. The mostly Estonian reservists who made up the division's rank and file had had a rude awakening to combat, and their officers, mostly Russians, also had a similar wakeup to what combat was really like. Those who had survived, that is, as the regimental commander in Meridian remarked to his Chief of Staff.

                                Now, the new divisional commander had arrived, and he was having a look for himself. The new commander had been appointed by General Suraykin to take over the division, when 4th Guards Tank Army had found out the lieutenant colonel acting commander had run a battalion before, and with all four maneuver regimental commanders either dead or in the hospital, and the divisional staff in tatters after American air and artillery strikes, an experienced hand was needed.

                                Major General Nikolai Malyshev had seen it before: in Missouri the previous year, when he took over the 6th Guards Motor-rifle Division at General Suraykin's request, and led it out of the Ozarks, though a shadow of its former self. He had supervised the rebuilding of the 6th Guards, before Moscow wanted him back to lecture on the Missouri Offensive at the Freunze Academy. As a result, he'd missed Wichita, and Suraykin had asked for his old classmate to come back. Though Suraykin had a Chief of Staff, he wanted Malyshev to help rebuild units that had been shattered, and if necessary, take command and get them back into shape. From what he'd seen of the 144th, which had expected to only run into American paratroopers, only to be shot up by what General Suraykin's intelligence officer said was the First Cavalry Division and the Third Armored Cavalry Regiment. As a result, the division was now combat ineffective, even by Soviet standards, and General Suraykin wanted an expereienced commander to get the division ready to return to combat.

                                Malyshev had just gotten out of an APC-a BTR-60PB was not likely to attract attention from American aircraft, and the American Resistance was not very active here, but still, an APC was safer than a staff car. He was looking for the acting Regimental Commander when shouts of oeAIR ALARM! sounded. Malyshev looked up, and four F-4 Phantoms flew over the town, turning to the southwest as they did so. Despite the presence of the Soviets, Malyshev heard cheers from the local population, and shook his head. At least they're not hitting this regiment today, he thought as he went to find the acting regimental commander.


                                oeSteady on two-four-zero, Guru said after the turn.

                                oeRoger that, replied Goalie. oeOne minute thirty to Fairy, she added.

                                oeCopy, Guru replied. A quick glance at the EW display still showed that SEARCH radar. oeDamned Mainstay.

                                In the back seat, Goalie saw it as well. oeHe's had us since when

                                oeGranbury, Guru spat. oeSomebody needs to do something about him. He scanned the sky around and it was clear. And Kara was right with him, while Sweaty and Hoser were on the left.

                                oeThirty seconds, Goalie called. The town soon appeared, and the term oetown was an understatement. Just a few houses and a church. oeTurn....NOW!

                                oeRoger that, Guru said, turning roughly north, picking up and following F.M. 1602.

                                oeThirty seconds to pull, Goalie said. oeSwitches

                                oeSet 'em up, acknowledged Guru. oeEverything in one pass. Then he called the flight. oeFlight, Lead. Switches on and stand by to pull.

                                She worked the armament panel, then replied, oeAll set.

                                oeCopy that, Guru said. oeReady to pull.

                                oePull in five, four, three, two, one, PULL!

                                Guru pulled up, and sure enough, the ranch ponds appeared. And so did the U.S. 281 bridge to the north, along with the town of Hico. No radars on the EW other than the Mainstay....and there was the fuel dump, as advertised. oeReady

                                oeBorn ready, Goalie replied. oeAll set back here.

                                oeRoger that! Guru said. oeFlight, Lead. Target in sight. Then he went down on his bomb run.


                                In Hico, the East German Major who commanded the garrison was still not in a good mood. The Soviet Rear-Area Protection troops had flatly refused to mount any sort of patrols outside town, other than a ten-kilometer radius along U.S. 281 and State Highway 6, and, given the average age of the reservists who had manned the division was forty, he was not surprised in the slightest. Though the Stasi officer assigned to him still insisted there were oeCounterrevolutionary bandits and Fascist elements in the area, the lack of any serious guerrilla activity would have told him otherwise. But the occasional slashed tire, anti-Soviet art on the walls, snipped telephone lines, and the occasional sniper fire told the Major that the underground in the area was laying low, biding its time until the U.S. Army moved further south. At least that PSD swine is out of my hair, the Major thought. A newly arrived T-54 tank had run over the man as it was being unloaded from a tank transporter, and no one shed a tear-even the Stasi man had his own disagreements, and the townspeople felt they were better off with him out of the way.

                                The Major was still concerned about the lack of serious AA defenses, though. Apart from some machine guns, a few ZU-23s around the fuel dump at the 281 bridge, and a few others at the truck park, the only real AA guns were a battery of 61-K (M-1939) 37-mm guns belonging to the Soviet Rear-Area Protection Troops, and they were next to useless against modern aircraft, being visually aimed. As for missiles The only SAMs he had were Strela-3 (SA-14) shoulder-fired missiles used by both his men and the Russians. At least there were missile gunners on the roofs of several buildings, the Major thought.

                                So far, they hadn't been bombed yet, but the Major knew it was only a matter of time. He returned to his desk, when he heard shouting outside his office window. The Major opened the window, and heard two words that chilled his heart. oeAIR RAID! Instead of going to the basement, the Major ran to the roof, followed by several other officers.


                                oeLead's in hot! Guru called as he rolled 512 in on his bomb run. He picked out the fuel dump, and as he came in, the gunners down below began shooting. The softball-sized tracers coming up meant ZU-23s, and whoever down there was shooting, they weren't accurate. Someone even shot an SA-7 type missile at him-from head on, and that missile was simply a fireworks display as the weapon flew past 512 without guiding. Ignoring the flak, Guru lined up the fuel dump in his pipper. Good morning, Franz....this is your wake-up call, he thought. oeSteady....Steady.....And....HACK! Guru hit the pickle button, releasing his twelve Mark-82 Snakeyes down onto the fuel dump, then he pulled up and away, As he did both he and Goalie noticed some small puffs of smoke just below the aircraft. Looked like 37-mm. No matter, for 512 pulled away from the area, jinking to avoid flak. oeLead off target.


                                oeOf all the... the Major muttered as Guru's F-4 went down on the fuel dump. He watched the bombs being released, then the F-4 pulled up as the bombs landed in the dump and exploded, sending up orange and black fireballs as fuel drums and tanks exploded. A soldier on a nearby building fired an Strela-3, but the weapon failed to track. Cursing, the Major scanned the sky, wondering when the next one was coming. He didn't have long, for another Imperialist F-4 was coming in.

                                oeSHACK! Goalie yelled from 512's back seat. oeWe got the fuel dump!

                                oeSecondaries Guru asked, though he knew that any kind of bomb inside a fuel dump would produce that result. He continued jinking to avoid any flak or MANPADS,

                                oeBig ones!

                                oeTheir lucky day, Guru said as he headed west towards Proctor Lake.


                                oeTwo in hot! Kara called out as she brought 520 in on the bomb run. She saw the CO make his run, and the results were very satisfying, for several fireballs erupted in 512's wake. Kara then came down on the truck park, and there was some flak coming up from there, as well as outside the fuel dump. Those gunners have guts, shooting when there's a big fire behind them, she thought. Ignoring the 23-mm tracers and the 37-mm, Kara picked out several trucks in her pipper. Your turn, she said to herself. oeAnd.....And...Steady.....NOW! She hit the pickle button, releasing her Mark-82s onto the truck park. Then she pulled wings level and applied power as she egressed the area, jinking as she did. oeTwo's off safe.


                                The East German Major groaned, then he heard his Political Officer mutter, oeThis can't be happening. Ignoring the Party man for the present, he watched as Kara's F-4 came in, and laid down its bombs onto the truck park south of town. A dozen bomb blasts followed in the Phantom's wake, augmented by a couple of fireballs ignited by the bombs. Fuel trucks going, the Major knew. He saw the gunners on the rooftops firing, but their fire was either short, or wide, of the target, for they weren't using the proper lead. Shaking his head, he turned to the east, and saw another speck approaching, then one behind it. Two more coming in.


                                oeGOOD HITS! Brainiac yelled in 520's back seat. oeWe got secondaries!

                                oeHow many Kara asked as she kept jinking, and saw an SA-7 fly harmlessly above the aircraft.

                                oeSeveral.

                                oeI'll take those, Kara said as she set course westwards, and picked up the CO's bird as she did. Now, she thought, hope we get a MiG scramble out of Brownwood...


                                Sweaty rolled in on her run. oeThree's in hot! She called as she came down on the fuel dump. As she did, there were more secondaries going off as more fuel drums or tanks exploded from the fires. More where that came from, she said to herself as she noticed some undamaged stacks of fuel drums-and were those fuel trucks as well No matter. You're all going up today. Sweaty noticed the flak coming up, and ignored it, concentrating on the bomb run. She lined the fuel drums in her pipper and got ready. oeSteady....And...Steady...And....NOW! Sweaty hit her pickle button and released her Snakeyes, and a dozen more five-hundred pound bombs fell into the fuel dump. She then pulled up and away, and began jinking to throw off the aim of the flak gunners. oeThree's off target.

                                oeSchisse... the Major said. He'd hoped that maybe, the American pilot would have seen the fireballs going up and aborted the run. But Sweaty's F-4 came in and released, and its bombs fell within the blazing fuel dump, and more fireballs erupted as fuel drums and tanks went up. The Major glanced at the Political Officer, who was, for once, now speechless as the sight of American aircraft-and the now audible cheering from the local population, put paid to the Party line of the oeSocialist Air Forces controlling the skies of Texas. Careful not to show his slight grin, he watched as another Phantom came in.


                                oeSHACK! Preacher yelled in Sweaty's back seat. oeWe have secondaries!

                                oeWhat kind Sweaty wanted to know as she kept jinking. oeRighteous ones

                                oeGood enough for the man upstairs, the ex-Seminary student turned weapon-systems officer replied. Wonder what Reverend Fisher back at the Seminary would think of that, Preacher thought.

                                oeGood enough for him, good enough for me, said Sweaty as she stopped jinking and turned west for Proctor Lake.

                                oeFour's in! Hoser called as he came down on the truck park. He noticed that the flak from the fuel dump had stopped, but the gunners at the truck park-and some from the town, were still shooting. Ignoring the tracers, as well as an SA-7 that flew above his aircraft, Hoser concentrated on his bomb run. He picked out several trucks in the park, and lined them up in his pipper. They grew larger as he came in on the run. oeAnd....Steady....Steady.....NOW! Hoser hit his pickle button, sending his dozen Snakeyes down onto the trucks below. He pulled up and away, and as he did, he was jinking to avoid flak. oeFour is off safe, Hoser called.


                                oeDamnt! The East German Major yelled as Hoser's F-4 made its run. He watched as the bombs came off the aircraft, and landed in the truck park. As the bombs went off, he saw several trucks tossed aside like leaves, or take direct hits and become rubbish blowing in the wind. Two or three fireballs of exploding fuel trucks added to the carnage, he noticed. After the last F-4 flew away, the anti-aircraft gunners kept shooting, much to the Major's disgust. He ordered his deputy to send runners to the guns with orders to stop. And he-and the others on the roof-heard the cheers and applause of the locals. Shaking his head, and knowing that this might not be the last, he began issuing orders. Time to get this place back in order.


                                oeGOOD HITS! KT hollered from the back seat. oeGot some secondaries!

                                oeGood ones Hoser asked as an SA-7 flew past on the left side.

                                oeGood ones, and a couple of good fireballs, she replied. oeThat good enough

                                Hoser said, oeThey'll be good. He then headed west for Proctor Lake, and picked up his element lead, Sweaty, as he did so.


                                In 512, Guru heard the calls. oeFour in and four out.

                                oeAnd we still have a game on, Goalie said. oeOne minute to Proctor Lake.

                                oeCopy, replied Guru. He took a look at the EW, and saw the strobe from that Red AWACS still there. He then called, oeTwo, you out there

                                oeRight with you, Kara replied.

                                Guru took a look to the right, and 520 was right with him in Combat Spread. oeGot a visual. Sweaty, how about you

                                oeComing up, and Hoser's with me, his second element lead called.

                                oeGotcha, Guru said. oeWarlock, Rambler Lead. Say threats

                                oeRambler Lead, Warlock. Threat bearing Two-four-zero for forty. Medium, going away. Second threat bearing One-eight-five for fifty-five. Medium, closing. Third threat bearing One-six-five for seventy. Medium, closing.

                                oeRoger, Warlock. Guru said. He had leveled out at 500 feet AGL, and was doing 540 Knots. The Central Texas landscape of ranching country and rolling hills turned into prairie as the strike flight approached Proctor Lake. Then Guru looked at his EW display. Not only did the Mainstay radar still show, but another radar appeared at their Eleven O'Clock. oeGot a radar at eleven.

                                oeThat'll be Brownwood Regional, Goalie said. That meant Brownwood Regional Airport, and the two MiG regiments based there.

                                oeHope they're not paying attention, Guru said as the lake appeared dead ahead. And so did the flak as the 23-mm and 57-mm guns defending the dam opened up. oeLake at twelve, and flak.

                                oeGot it, Lead, replied Kara. oeNo bandits.

                                oeNot now, Guru said as he turned north, roughly parallel to State Route 16, and blowing past the town of DeLeon, and the Soviets from the 32nd Army who were there. The appearance of the F-4s had been a surprise, for none of the air-defense assets reacted to their presence.

                                Goalie did some quick calculations. oeOne minute thirty to the fence, she called. That meant the FLOT, and in this part of Texas, that also meant I-20.

                                oeRoger that.

                                oeRambler, Warlock. Threat bearing One-eight-five for forty. Medium, closing, the AWACS controller warned. oeBandits are Fishbeds.

                                oeCopy, Warlock. Guru then asked, oeRed or black Red bandits were Soviets. Black, East Germans. Blue meant Cubans, while Green meant Libyans.

                                oeRambler, Warlock. Fishbeds are black, the controller said. That meant East German MiG-21s.

                                Guru thought for a moment. So far, the EW still showed the Search radars-the Mainstay and the ground radar at Brownwood. No air-to-air radars yet, and the Jay Bird radar in the MiG-21 had no look-down/shoot-down mode.
                                oeRoger, Warlock, said Guru.

                                oeForty-five seconds to the fence, Goalie advised.

                                oeLead, we going to give these guys a fight Kara asked. Ever aggressive, she was looking for a brawl.

                                oeOnly if they jump us, Guru said.

                                oeRambler, Warlock. Bandits have turned. Now One-eight-zero for forty. Medium, going away.

                                In 520, Kara muttered a few curses. Nine kills to her credit, and she wanted to be the first female double ace in the 335th, if not Tenth Air Force. But the day wasn't over just yet.

                                oeRoger, Warlock, Guru replied.

                                oeFence ahead, Goalie said. The twin ribbons of I-20 appeared up ahead.

                                oeGot it. Just as the flight crossed the interstate, both the ground radar at Brownwood and the Mainstay radar went off the EW display, and the SEARCH warning light went off. oeAnd we're clear of the fence, Guru said, breathing a sigh of relief.

                                oeTime to take a drink, then go home, said Goalie. That meant the post-strike refueling, then back to Sheppard.

                                oeIt is that.

                                Rambler Flight then headed for the tanker track, and they drank some fuel from KC-10s this time. Then the flight headed back to Sheppard.

                                When they got there, the flight was second in the landing pattern, with a Marine Hornet flight ahead of them, and behind was the westbound C-141. After landing, they taxied towards their squadron dispersal, and this time, as was now usual, the news crew was filming. oeThey're back, Guru noted.

                                oeThey'll be busy when General Yeager and those young pups leave, Goalie reminded him.

                                oeNo doubt. Hell of a way to initiate a new PAO, Guru thought out loud. oeWell, she needs to get her feet wet.

                                oeThat she does, Goalie agreed.

                                The flight taxied to the dispersal area, and taxied into their revetments. Guru taxied 512 into its revetment, and followed his Crew Chief's signals. After parking, and popping the canopies, the ground crew brought out the chocks, then the CC gave the oeShut down signal.

                                After shutting down, both pilot and GIB went through the post-flight check, while the ground crew brought the crew ladder. Once down from the aircraft, Guru and Goalie took off their helmets, then they did a quick post-flight walk-around. Then Sergeant Crowley, the Crew Chief, came over with a bottle of water for each. oeSir, Ma'am, how'd it go

                                oeMade a fuel dump go away, Guru said after he took a long drink.

                                oeAway as in sky-high, Goalie added. She, too, took a long swig of water.

                                Crowley smiled. oeMajor, Lieutenant Good for them, he said. oeHow's the bird

                                oeFive-twelve's working like a champ, Sergeant, Guru said. oeGet some chow, then get her ready for the next one.

                                oeYes, sir,! Crowley said. oeAll right people! He said to the ground crew. oeFinish up the post-flight, chow down, then we get the CO's bird ready for another one.

                                Nodding, Guru and Goalie headed for the revetment's entrance. oeI'll see about cutting those orders for his R&R today, Guru said.

                                oeWhen's the last time he went Goalie asked. oeDon't think he's missed a day in a while.

                                oeI'll check when I'm taking care of his R&R orders.

                                When they got to the entrance, Guru and Goalie found Kara and Brainiac waiting. oeHow'd it go with you two Kara asked. oeThat truck park's now a junkyard.

                                oeTorched a lot of gas, Guru replied.

                                oeWe saw your run, Brainiac said. oeLots of fireballs there.

                                Sweaty and Preacher, along with Hoser and KT, came up. oeAnd there were some you guys had, she said. oeFuel dump More like inferno now.

                                oeThat it is, Hoser added. oeWhat about those MiGs

                                oeMainstay and the ground radar didn't pick us up, Guru said. oeNo contact, so they didn't try and give us a fight.

                                oeToo bad, Kara grumbled.

                                Sweaty shook her head. oeSo what happened

                                oeMy guess, they couldn't get us on the Mainstay or ground radar, and they couldn't get a visual, either. So no joy on their part, Hoser said. He'd been near the top of his class at the RTU, and Guru, along with some others in the squadron, felt he had the makings of a potential Aggressor pilot-if he lived through the war.

                                oeWe can take a MiG-21 down low, Goalie said. oeBut up high, it's their game.

                                oeIt is that, Kara agreed. oeSo, now what, Boss

                                Guru nodded. oeWe debrief, then you all need to check your desks. Then we can give Yeager's people a proper sendoff. After that Eat, and get ready to do this all over again.

                                oeToo bad those F-20 clowns are leaving today, Hoser growled. oeGot some unfinished business with those guys.

                                oeSame here, Sweaty added. She and Preacher had been oeKilled in the DACT, and by General Yeager, no less.

                                Kara nodded, as did Brainiac. oeGlad to know I'm not the only one thinking that.

                                oeSave it until after the war, people, Guru said firmly. oeI know, we've all got unfinished business with those guys. We'll take care of it after the war.

                                oeIf we all live that long, KT reminded everyone.

                                Heads nodded at that little detail. oeSomething to keep in mind, the CO said. oeCome on: the sooner we debrief, the sooner we can see those clowns out of here.
                                Treat everyone you meet with kindness and respect, but always have a plan to kill them.

                                Old USMC Adage

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