Executive orders - Tom Clancy [571]
IT WAS A BRAVE man who awoke the Ayatollah Mahmoud Haji Daryaei before dawn, and since those around him feared his wrath, it took two hours for them to summon the courage to do so. Not that it would help matters. At four in the morning in Tehran, the phone by the side of his bed rang. Ten minutes after that, he was in the sitting room of his private apartment, his dark, sunken eyes waiting to punish those responsible.
We have a report that American ships have entered the Gulf, the intelligence chief told him.
When and where? the Ayatollah asked quietly.
It was after midnight at the narrows. One of our missile-patrol boats spotted what it reported to be an American destroyer. It was ordered in to attack by the local naval commander, but we've heard nothing more from the boat.
That is all? You awakened me for this?
There was some radio traffic in the area, ships talking back and forth. They talked about several explosions. We have reason to believe that our missile boat was attacked and destroyed by someone, probably an aircraft-but an aircraft from where?
We want your permission to commence air operations to sweep the Gulf after dawn. We have never done this without your word, the air force chief pointed out.
Permission is given, Daryaei told them. Well, he was awake now, the cleric told himself. What else?
The Army of God is making its approach march to the border area. The operation is proceeding as scheduled. Surely this news would please him, the intelligence chief thought.
Mahmoud Haji nodded. He'd hoped for a decent night's sleep, in anticipation of being up long hours for the next few days, but it was his nature that, once awakened, he could not return to sleep. He looked at his desk clock-he didn't wear a watch-and decided that the day would have to begin.
Will we surprise them?
Somewhat, certainly, Intelligence responded. The army is under strict orders to maintain radio silence. The American listening posts are very sensitive, but they cannot hear nothing. When they reach Al Busayyah, we must expect detection, but then we will be ready to jump off, and it will be at night.
Daryaei shook his head. Wait, what did our patrol boat tell us?
He reported an American destroyer or frigate, possibly with other ships, but that was all. We will have aircraft up to look in two hours.
Their transport ships?
We don't know, Intelligence admitted. He'd hoped that they were past that.
Find out!
The two men took their leave with that order. Daryaei rang his servant for tea. He had another thought just then. All would be settled, or at least solved, when the Raman boy fulfilled his mission. The report was that he was in place, and had received his order. Why, then, hadn't he fulfilled it! the Ayatollah asked himself, with a building anger. He looked at the clock again. It was too early to make a call.
KEMPER HAD GIVEN his crew something akin to a stand-down. The automation of the Aegis ships made that possible, and so, starting two hours after the incident with the gunboat-missile boat, he corrected himself-crewmen were allowed to rotate off their battle stations, to relieve themselves, to get something to eat, and in many cases to pump a little iron. That had lasted an hour, with each officer and man having had fifteen minutes. They were all back now. It was two hours to nautical twilight. They were just under a hundred miles from Qatar, now heading west-northwest, after having dodged behind every island and oil platform that might confuse an enemy RADAR post. COMEDY had been through the tough part. The Gulf was far wider here. There was sea room to maneuver in and to make full use of his powerful sensors. The RADAR picture in Anzio's CIC showed a flight of four F-16s twenty miles north of his formation, their IFF codes clear on the display-his people had to be careful about that. It would have been better if there could be an AWACS aloft, but, he had just learned an hour before, all of those were deployed up north. Today, there would be a fight. It would not be the sort of thing Aegis had been designed