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In the late 1960s, the Cold War threatened the survival of mankind. The map of the world was being recolored. And so, to help keep the uneasy peace a new group of mercenaries was born, known as Weapons Analysis and Research, Incorporated.
WAR, Inc., did not supply fighting troops. It did supply training, equipment, systems, advice and technical knowhow for using the equipment of modern warfare. Its men were carefully-selected experts at their jobs, men such as Peter Carthage, formally a major in the Intelligence branch of the United States Army.
Now he leads his men into the hostile jungles of Bonterre, to prevent the overthrow of its government by guerrillas and the mysterious Third Force known only as ‘X’...
Produced under license from Cosmos Literary Agency.
Michael Kurland
Michael Kurland has written almost forty books. He was the editor of the Sherlock Holmes collection Sherlock Holmes: The Hidden Years. Twice a finalist for the Edgar Award, he lives in Petaluma, California.
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WAR, Inc. #1 - Michael Kurland
MISSION: THIRD FORCE
In the late 1960s, the Cold War threatened the survival of mankind. The map of the world was being recolored. And so, to help keep the uneasy peace a new group of mercenaries was born, known as Weapons Analysis and Research, Incorporated.
WAR, Inc., did not supply fighting troops. It did supply training, equipment, systems, advice and technical knowhow for using the equipment of modern warfare. Its men were carefully-selected experts at their jobs, men such as Peter Carthage, formally a major in the Intelligence branch of the United States Army.
Now he leads his men into the hostile jungles of Bonterre, to prevent the overthrow of its government by guerillas and the mysterious Third Force known only as ‘X’…
WAR, INC. #1
MISSION: THIRD FORCE
Michael Kurland
Bold Venture Press
Contents
Copyright
Dedication
Introduction
Mission: Third Force
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
About the Author
About the Publisher
Copyright © 1967, 2020 by Michael Kurland
First published by Pyramid Books, 1967
WAR, Inc. © & TM 2020 Michael Kurland. All rights reserved.
Bold Venture Press edition September 2020
Other Books in the W.A.R., Inc. series
#1: Mission: Third Force
#2: Mission: Tank War
#3: A Plague of Spies
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To CAROL HUNTER
"As hard as diamonds,
as soft as moonlight,
as warm as sunlight
and as cold as the space between the Stars"
A PLAGUE OF SPIES
Introduction by Michael Kurland
It was in the latter years of the seventh decade of the 20th century and the world was in a mess. Of course, it’s always in a mess, look around you, but in the late 1960s more than in most other years it seemed that everything was coming apart and all the sharp edges were uncomfortably close. The cold war was an ongoing industry, public figures were being assassinated right and left, the undeclared war in Vietnam was killing Americans at a prodigious rate, and the protest movement against the war was tearing the country into fragments. The civil rights movement was gathering steam, and women were beginning to realize that they, too, were second class citizens. The map of the world was being recolored.
People wanted heroes. They wanted protagonists to identify with who could dive into all the muck of the world and come up with a rose between their teeth and the spotless regimental tie around their neck tied in a perfect Windsor knot. They wanted James Bond. And when they’d read all the James Bond books and seen the latest James Bond movie they wanted, well, more James Bond.
Publishers (and tv and movie producers) were eager to oblige. Several powerful and well-written book series — Donald Hamilton’s Matt Helm
books, or Peter O’Donnell’s Modesty Blaise
tales for example — owe their existence to Ian Fleming’s earlier creation.
My three War, Incorporated
novels arose from this well of desire. Now, Peter Carthage is not James Bond; he isn’t as dashing, as well groomed, as athletic, as good at cards or as irresistible to women. But then I am not Ian Fleming. I think of the difference between James Bond and Peter Carthage as the difference between Superman and Batman. We could none of us do some of Bond’s more impressive stunts, just as we cannot fly unaided or see through brick walls. But with just a little more time at the gym with a really good trainer and the help of a lot of impressive gadgets we could possibly emulate Batman — and certainly emulate Peter Carthage.
Pyramid Publications bought three War Incorporated
books from me, reserving the right to pick the titles. And pick the titles they did: Mission: Third Force, Mission: Tank War, and, suddenly tiring of the Mission
opener: A Plague of Spies. I don’t recollect what my original titles were, probably not any more evocative than Pyramid’s choices. The third book, A Plague of Spies, was nominated for an Edgar, the prestigious award given by the Mystery Writers of America, upon which Pyramid promptly ended the series.
The books are a fast read and good for a couple of hours’ enjoyment. And if they are anything more — well, I leave that for you to decide. Happy reading and enjoy!
Michael Kurland
michaelkurland.com
February, 2011
Mission: Third Force
1
As the elevator sank in its concrete shaft beneath the farmland of central New Jersey, the sound of sirens became indistinct and then disappeared. The men in the elevator, all in the uniforms of various United States military services, talked softly among themselves.
The elevator came to a stop far underground, and slowly rotated on its axis as steel baffles automatically slid into place in the shaft above. The door opened, and the men hurried out into the domed concrete corridor. At the far end of the antiseptic-smelling, brightly lit corridor two guards stood in front of a massive, concussion-proof door.
The uniformed men were checked through the door by one of the guards, and one by one went through to the room beyond, where a man in civilian clothes showed them to seats—folding chairs set up along one wall of the huge room.
The room, two stories high with a balcony running around the wall at the level of the second floor, was painted an immaculate off-white. Brilliant indirect lighting flooded every corner. The hum of air conditioning provided a soft background noise to the quiet conversation.
Seven men sat around a large table in the center of the room. The table held a relief map of the United States and seven inset panels. Each panel contained a double row of push buttons, a telephone and what looked like an electric typewriter. On a dais at one side of the room, one man sat at a complex console desk overlooking the table. The wall opposite the dais held a world map centered on the United States. Above the map was a screen on which the printing from a constantly clattering teletype was flashed.
Over the hum of electronic equipment and air conditioning a precise voice spoke from a loudspeaker. With every sentence lights appeared or went out on one of the two maps.
As this last group of observers took their seats along the side of the room, a hush settled, broken only by the loudspeaker voice, the air conditioner and the footsteps of the guards on the balcony.
Objects now penetrating area three,
the loudspeaker stated. Trajectory established. Probable impact area grid coordinates 785 slash 919. This is approximately four miles southwest of Chicago Ground Zero.
A series of dotted lines on the wall map, lines that originated somewhere on the other side of the North Pole, lengthened further into northern Canada. One of the seven men around the table started pushing buttons and typing instructions. On the table map the light that represented Chicago changed from green to amber. A series of pin-sized orange lights flashed into being around Chicago.
CHICAGO MISSILE SITES AT READY appeared on the teletype screen.
A red light on the telephone beside one of the men started blinking. He picked up the phone and listened for a moment. With the phone still cradled on his shoulder, he started typing instructions on the machine in front of him.
Location of all known hostile submarines now being posted
the loudspeaker announced. Hunt and kill teams are receiving assignments.
Some two hundred white dots appeared scattered through the Atlantic and Pacific Ocean areas of the wall map. About fifty of the dots had red rings around them. On the information board in one comer of the map the notation white lights—submarines…red rings—missile-carrying submarines
appeared.
Atlantic pickets report nine—repeat, nine—objects on trace
the loudspeaker voice droned. And then, almost without a break, "Six traces reported northern Pacific."
A bank of digital tape recorders along the wall opposite the observers clicked on. A panel above the tape recorders lit up with the words FILE ACCESS; and then: DATA RECOVERED; and then: PROCESS, one after the other, in no discernible order, fast enough so that the words seemed to flicker.
Atlantic report confirmed.
Nine lines appeared on the wall map, passing over Norway and into the Atlantic Ocean.
The man at the console put on a telephone headset and spoke into it constantly while operating the knobs and switches on the control board in front of him. The men around the table were engaged in the sort of highly organized confusion that is the result of each man knowing his job perfectly and doing it at top speed. The observers at the side of the room sat quietly, each caught up in the spell of the scene before him and the web of his own thoughts. Now the action was proceeding too fast for any one man to follow.
75 PERCENT DEFENSIVE FORCES AT RED ALERT ALREADY.
Atlantic objects impact areas established. All are East Coast priority one targets, with no overlap. List is now being posted.
A complex pattern of lights grew on the two maps.
MISSILE ORIGIN POINTS ESTABLISHED AS VLADIVOSTOK AND URKUTZ COMPLEXES.
Chicago intercept launch.
EAST COAST MISSILE SITES AT READY 93 PERCENT,
Chicago down,
the loudspeaker voice announced laconically. The first red light blinked on the table map.
EXECUTIVE PRIORITY PLAN NUMBER 1 COMPLETED.
This was the code term that notified the room that the President of the United States and his top advisors were now at a command post inside a high-flying jet. The location of this jet was unknown.
West Coast object track has established trajectory, target pattern top six on Western priority list. Now being posted
Attention please!
a voice boomed over a different loudspeaker. We can now confirm that Congress has declared that a state of war now exists in the United States. Coded confirmation follows.
The teletype suddenly came to life: RETALIATION ORDER EXECUTED—PLAN C PLAN C PLAN C.
A new wave of lights covered the west-central area of the United States on the wall map. Dotted trace lines appeared from these lights to points inside the Soviet Union. As the missiles represented by these lights approached their targets, the dotted traces would turn solid to show their progress. One by one green markers appeared on the ocean sections of the wall map. These represented the American missile submarines, each position being posted as the ship reported in.
New trace patterns on West Coast radar. Believed to be manned bombers.
The light that marked New York City turned red. A second later Washington and Boston were also red.
Manned bombers confirmed
INTERCEPT FLIGHTS 10TH AND 114TH SQUADRONS AIR DEFENSE COMMAND NOW AIRBORNE.
SAC PRIMARY WAVE GIVEN GO CODE. SECONDARY WAVE NOW AIRBORNE.
On information received,
the loudspeaker voice announced, Soviet ground forces are advancing into Germany. Berlin is still holding. NATO command has assumed control of all allied forces in Europe
PHASE ONE COMPLETE, the teletype announced.
Suddenly the humming sound stopped. All the lights on the two maps went out.
May I please have your attention,
a new voice asked over the loudspeaker. What you have just witnessed is Phase One of an operational test exercise we call ‘Operation Lastday.
The enemy forces were simulated by a preprogrammed computer. The response of our command room was taped, and is now being fed into a computer for analysis. The results will be available in a short time.
"The room you are in is set up according to a system we call ‘Group Control Command,’ or G.C.C. We feel that it offers several advantages over the one presently in use. Brochures will be made available upstairs in the green room, along with a full explanation of what you have just seen, and coffee and doughnuts. These brochures are classified Top Secret, and will not leave the building.
War, Incorporated, thanks all of you for your interest and cooperation.
2
Colonel Lyet rode in his staff car at the head of the supply column. When commanding native troops,
read one of his doctrines, always do it from the front rather than the rear; it gives them confidence.
Colonel Lyet considered the men under his command native troops,
although he himself had been born in a village no more than forty miles from his present headquarters. The colonel had attended military schools and Staff College in France, and he carried their precepts and doctrines as frontlets before his eyes. It never occurred to him that techniques developed for warfare on the plains and hedgerows of France might not be valid in the jungles of Bonterre. Colonel Lyet, in all fairness, had held a staff position in the training college in Bonterre, capital city of the country of Bonterre, since the French had left his country. This was his first jungle command.
Colonel Lyet was engaged in one of his favorite sports: lecturing the junior officers in the staff car. The lecture was on one of Bonterre’s newest phenomena: the guerrilla. Lyet, who had not as yet even seen a guerrilla, fondly assumed that this was because they were afraid of him.
The guerrilla is a coward,
Colonel Lyet pronounced. He fights best at night, he will only attack a force inferior to his own, he fades into the bush at the first sign of serious resistance; he refuses to meet any regular Army force in open combat...
But Colonel,
interrupted a lieutenant who had actually read Mao Tse-tung’s book on guerrilla warfare, "could these traits not be considered as a form of prudence rather than cowardice? In what Mao Tse-tung calls the ‘second phase’ of the