Fatal Thunder

Fatal Thunder

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Jerry Mitchell returns in Fatal Thunder, a gripping thriller from New York Times bestselling author Larry Bond

Jerry Mitchell, skipper of the USS North Dakota, receives a message from Girish Samant, a submarine captain and former enemy of his, requesting a meeting. Girish once tried to kill Jerry, but now he and Aleksey Petrov, a former

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Jerry Mitchell returns in Fatal Thunder, a gripping thriller from New York Times bestselling author Larry Bond

Jerry Mitchell, skipper of the USS North Dakota, receives a message from Girish Samant, a submarine captain and former enemy of his, requesting a meeting. Girish once tried to kill Jerry, but now he and Aleksey Petrov, a former Russian sub captain, need the American’s help to uncover a terrible truth: Nuclear weapons of the fallen Soviet Empire are being sold to people more than willing to use them.

But who has stolen the nuclear weapons? ISIS? Al Qaeda? Iran? Hezbollah? No one knows. Furthermore, nuclear explosions destroy all evidence. The world may never know who stole the nukes and set them off.

Even worse, the terrorists plan to use the bombs to trigger a regional nuclear war.

Jerry Mitchell and his team must track the weapons down and stop the terrorists before they can detonate their nukes. Millions of lives hang in the balance as the world holds its breath and waits.

Editorial Reviews

Publishers Weekly
09/26/2016
In bestseller Bond’s intricate fifth Jerry Mitchell submariner thriller (after 2013’s Shattered Trident), a nuclear detonation in Kashmir threatens to break the fragile Indo-Pakistani cease-fire. U.S. national security advisor Dr. Joanna Patterson determines that the device was not Indian in origin, but was a Soviet-era warhead stolen from an undersea entombment first discovered in 2007’s Dangerous Ground. Russian former naval officers have plundered the site to arm the leaders of an Indian military coup, who are planning to attack targets in China; once they destroy the Chinese capability to protect Pakistan, they can renew the war. Cmdr. Jerry Mitchell of the USS North Dakota, with the help of his former enemies Russian captain Aleksey Petrov and Indian captain Girish Samant, must hunt down the rogue Indian submarine that’s intent on delivering the cataclysmic payload. Bond has a facility with non-American characters, and the diverse all-star cast from earlier novels makes for a stalwart crew. Sound the klaxons and dive in. Agent: Robert Gottlieb, Trident Media. (May)
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“Guaranteed to scare the hell out of you . . . Loose nukes are on the march, and you won’t be able to put Fatal Thunder down till the last page.” ---W. E. B. Griffin, New York Times bestselling author of Top Secret

Praise for Larry Bond

“Larry Bond’s intimate knowledge of a submarine’s technical details is matched by his understanding of human nature, and he combines fascinating characters with captivating technology to keep you turning the pages. Larry Bond is a master of his craft.” ---Walter J. Boyne, New York Times bestselling author

“Larry Bond is the literary heir of Tom Clancy.” ---Stephen Coonts, New York Times bestselling author of Saucer: Savage Planet

“No one is better than Larry Bond at writing the geopolitical military thriller. . . . [He] is a master story teller. The best, bar none!” ---David Hagberg, New York Times bestselling author of The Fourth Horseman

“A superb storyteller . . . Bond, a former naval officer, seems to know everything about warfare, from the grunt in a foxhole to the fighter pilots far above the Earth.” ---The New York Times on Red Phoenix

“No writer living can produce the depth of political intrigue like Larry Bond.” ---Clive Cussler, New York Times bestselling author of Crescent Dawn

“This ripped-from-the-headlines tale . . . shows once again [Bond’s] absolute mastery of the military action novel.” ---Publishers Weekly (starred review) on Exit Plan

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780765378644
Publisher:
Tom Doherty Associates
Publication date:
05/03/2016
Series:
Jerry Mitchell Series , #5
Pages:
368
Sales rank:
59,519
Product dimensions:
6.30(w) x 9.40(h) x 1.40(d)

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Fatal Thunder


By Larry Bond

Tom Doherty Associates

Copyright © 2016 Larry Bond and Chris Carlson
All rights reserved.
ISBN: 978-1-4668-6304-0



CHAPTER 1

SHOCK WAVE


9 March 2017
1100 EST
CNN


They'd changed the studio's backdrop to a map of the Kashmir region that slowly morphed into a Google Earth landscape that then zoomed in on the specific area where the detonation had been reported. The network was still waiting for satellite images of the actual explosion site, so the graphics team had marked the spot with a small animated mushroom cloud. Occasionally the background would go to split screen, with one half devoted to the map, and the other showing photos of the Kashmiri countryside, some taken prewar, others since India's invasion of Pakistan six months ago.

CNN had its best national-security correspondent, Jane Bergen, anchoring the desk. She was a known commodity, with dark hair framing a square face and black-rimmed glasses.

"Good morning and welcome to CNN's continuing coverage of the nuclear explosion in Kashmir. It's been just over twenty-four hours since the detonation of what is now agreed was a nuclear weapon of over one hundred kilotons in Kashmir, a disputed territory and the object of so much recent fighting between India and Pakistan. India is at the center of a public firestorm of accusations, but denies any knowledge of or responsibility for the blast.

"Our entire CNN team is covering different aspects of the developing crisis, which is complicating the already difficult and tense peace negotiations between the two warring countries in Geneva, Switzerland.

"Sources in the U.S. intelligence community have confirmed to CNN that the apparent location of the blast is a major base and training camp for Lashkar-e-Taiba, a large Islamic terrorist organization operating in Afghanistan and Pakistan. LeT is responsible for dozens of attacks in India, including the infamous Mumbai hotel siege in 2008 that killed a hundred and sixty-four people and wounded hundreds more. During India's recent participation in the Littoral Alliance war with China, the terrorist group attacked the Indian naval bases at Visakhapatnam and Rambilli, damaging the Indian Navy's nuclear ballistic missile submarine Arihant.

"One of India's publicly stated goals in this fourth war with Pakistan is to, quoting India's defense minister, 'remove, once and for all, the threat of Islamic terrorist attacks against India launched from inside Pakistan's borders.'

"Our first guest this hour is Dr. Mark Ulrich, from the Council on Nuclear Weapons. He is an expert on the design and construction of atomic bombs, and has an update for us."

Ulrich was a heavyset man, with an untidy appearance. His hair was mussed, and he needed to straighten his tie. "We've concluded, based on seismographic readings from several different sources, that the weapon was larger than we originally estimated, approximately one hundred and fifty kilotons, about ten times the size of the Hiroshima blast."

"Does this increased size of the blast change the casualty estimate your group published last night?"

Ulrich riffled through the notes in front of him. "Of course, those were early estimates, but the biggest driver is still the lucky fact that the area is sparsely populated, and isolated by high valley walls, which run southeast to northwest."

He zoomed in on the satellite image. "This small village of Nullaa is closest to the camp's location, and has probably been annihilated, since it's just a few kilometers from ground zero, and lies near the floor of the valley, in line with the blast effects. The uneven terrain complicates calculating the effects at any given place, but any structure within, say, three miles will be virtually destroyed, light damage and injuries could happen as far away as ten miles."

The landscape background stopped moving, and two circles appeared on the map three and ten miles from ground zero. Ulrich pointed out almost a dozen villages and hamlets within the affected area. "There will be a lot of broken windows and minor injuries, even in the local capital, Muzaffarabad."

He sighed. "It's a remote area, which is good, because it means few people live there, but because it's so remote, it will be hard to get help in to them."

"And of course, the whole region is a war zone," Bergen added. "Although there's been a cease-fire since October. What about the fallout?" she asked.

The scientist sighed again. "It's obvious from the seismic readings that it was a ground burst, so hundreds of tons of material have been vaporized, irradiated, and lifted to high altitudes. There will be a lot of fallout. The north-northwesterly prevailing winds will carry it across the parts of Kashmir controlled by Pakistan and India, then into western China. Although Xinjiang Province in China is thinly settled, many parts of Kashmir in the path of the fallout are populated and farmed. The Himalayas will prevent the cloud from spreading south into the densely populated parts of India.

"Our meteorologist will have better estimates later today of the fallout's path, based on the current and predicted weather over the next few days."

He shook his head. "Our estimate of casualties from the explosion hasn't changed significantly, because we really have very little demographic information on the region. Our guess, and it's only that, is that several hundred, at most a thousand souls were killed by the initial blast. That includes many who will not be able to receive medical help for their injuries in time. There may be twice that many injured who will recover, but there will be tens of thousands, possibly many more, who will suffer long-term health effects from the fallout-induced radiation."


9 March 2017
2130 Local Time
U.S. Navy Support Facility
Diego Garcia, Indian Ocean


It had been a long flight from Nebraska, but the crew barely had time to eat while the aircraft was refueled. By the time they got back to the flight line, the ground crew had the plane ready for engine start.

They'd brought over thirty people with them to Diego Garcia from their home base in the U.S., but for this flight, there'd be the bare minimum complement — only enough crew to safely operate the aircraft. That was to minimize any exposure while they flew through the fallout cloud.

There was an atmosphere of urgency, but not haste. The sooner they got to the area and collected their samples, the better. Not only were the radioactive remnants of the blast decaying and dispersing by the minute, there were a lot of people who were waiting for answers.

The WC-135 was officially code-named "Constant Phoenix," but the crew just referred to it by the tail number, "67." There were only two of them in the air force. The other bird, back home at Offutt Air Force Base, was "93." A modified C-135, itself derived from the long-obsolete Boeing 707, it carried devices to capture samples of the atmosphere and any fallout particles that might be present.

The big white and gray aircraft, call sign "Windsock," began to taxi. Nearby, two F-15 fighter escorts came to life and fell in at a respectable distance behind. The U.S. already had overflight rights in Pakistan and had obtained permission from India for this mission, but its course would take Windsock into a shaky cease-fire zone, and right up to the edge of Chinese territory.

Windsock's transponder would identify it as a U.S. Air Force plane, and both the Pakistani and Indian air defenses would be notified before Windsock entered their airspace. The mission would not violate anyone's borders, but the Air Force was taking no chances. An E-3 Sentry radar plane and a RC-135 Rivet Joint SIGINT aircraft were already in position to watch and listen for any reaction from Indian or Chinese air defense.

Aerial tankers would orbit off the coast of Pakistan, over the northern Arabian Sea. Windsock would need to refuel during its eleven-hour mission, and the tankers would also keep a flight of four more F-15s on station over the water topped off and ready until Windsock cleared the area and was headed south again.


10 March 2017
1000 Local Time
INS Circars, Eastern Naval Command Headquarters
Visakhapatnam, India


Vice Admiral Badu Singh Dhankhar tried to project an air of calm, in both his tone and his words. "No, Captain, we're not going to cancel the operation. We owe it to everyone who's supported us up to this point."

"Admiral, please, it's not just the press. That's bad enough, but the prime minister says there will be a formal inquiry."

"Of course, but we both know that's all for show. Everyone is blaming India for the Kashmir incident, and after all, you are the head of the navy's nuclear weapons program."

Dhankhar sighed and sat down, but not at his desk. Instead, he used a chair next to Captain Kapil Asrani, and poured more tea. Asrani was taller than the admiral, and younger than Dhankhar by fifteen years, but the admiral wore his rank well. His authority and experience were well known. He'd distinguished himself as a junior officer in the Indo-Pakistani War of 1971. Now almost seventy, and commander of India's Eastern Naval Command, he was widely respected and liked, a pillar of the fleet.

He paused, as if in calm contemplation, but internally gauging Asrani's level of agitation. Too much depended on this man. The captain's office was in charge of developing nuclear warheads for India's submarine-launched missiles: the Sagarika ballistic missile that would go aboard Arihant, and the Nirbhay cruise missile that could be used by any submarine, and also by aircraft and from ground launchers. Both programs were a long way from being successful, though. The technical challenges were ferocious.

Asrani was smart and well educated, and Dhankhar believed him to be a patriot, but he was also a worrier. The Indian military was in shock over the nuclear explosion in Kashmir, and the entire world was blaming India for it, so it was no surprise that the captain was on edge.

Finally, Dhankhar said, "Tell them your office had nothing to do with the Kashmiri explosion, that the Indian Navy had nothing to do with the explosion, and of course that you had no personal knowledge of the explosion, before the event." Dhankhar smiled reassuringly. "The first two are certainly true, and the last is only partially false."

The captain listened, then nodded — reluctantly, but agreeing. "I've told bigger lies than that in the past months. You're right, Admiral. There's nothing there that leads back to us, and we really don't know exactly what happened in Kashmir. We can safely continue with the project."

"Continue, and finish more quickly," Dhankhar added firmly. He saw Asrani's surprised expression. "There really is nothing in Kashmir that will lead to us, but an investigation's questions and probing might accidentally trip over our project. Also, the explosion's made everyone nervous, and nervous people make mistakes." He directed a piercing look at Asrani, who nodded again.

Dhankhar said, "Orlav's been working long hours, but he can do more. We are well into the project, and there have been no surprises or problems. Everyone knows what needs to be done to finish. I think we can be ready within a month."

The admiral stood and ordered, "Come back to me tomorrow morning with a firm completion date if we abandon the schedule and work at full speed." Dhankhar saw the captain open his mouth to object, but cut him off. "The quicker we finish, the less exposure and the less risk of accidental discovery. By the time the formal investigation is under way, we'll be done."

"Yes, Admiral, I'll give you a detailed answer tomorrow morning," Asrani acknowledged, standing. "But what about Chakra's refit?"

"After you give me our completion date, I'll go to the yard supervisor and tell him that the refit is being cut short because of 'heightened tensions' after the Kashmir explosion. The way everyone's reacting, that's certainly believable. I'll brief Captain Jain myself."


11 March 2017
1100 Local Time
INS Circars, Engineering Hall, Ship Building Centre
Visakhapatnam, India


Captain Girish Samant found most of his staff in the conference room, huddled around a television tuned to a news channel. The announcers were babbling about the first eyewitness reports from the area, and displaying aerial photos. "Back to work! This has nothing to do with us!"

Samant's tone was sharp, almost venomous, and the staffers fled. There were two doors into the conference room, and nobody used the door nearest Samant. In fact, nobody even looked directly at the captain.

Scowling, Samant walked quickly over to the television and turned it off, stopping the offensive chatter. He had no patience for people so easily distracted. They had more important things to do. The program office was behind on a number of mandatory reports, and Samant had called in his entire staff to work on Saturday to catch up. Many of the engineers had complained bitterly about his mad insistence on working extra hours just to keep an arbitrary schedule. This is why it takes India thirty years to design and build a submarine, he fumed.

Samant remembered the papers in his hand. He'd been trying to find one of the financial analysts, to review the cost estimates for the propulsion system, and his search had discovered not only one office empty, but all of the offices, and that had led the Indian captain here.

The analyst's name was Singh. Samant had to refresh his memory by looking at the report. He'd been in charge of the project for only two days, and was still learning names.

He would have much preferred remaining aboard Chakra, but he could see why Vice Admiral Dhankhar had assigned him here. The reassignment had been unexpected. By rights, he should have remained captain of the sub for another six months before being transferred ashore. He wondered if his predecessor had committed some horrendous blunder, or if Dhankhar had just become fed up with the project's lack of progress.

The Advanced Submarine Program was India's second attempt to design and construct a nuclear submarine. The first program had created Arihant, now in service. The second boat, Aridhaman, was under construction, so it could certainly be considered a success, but the follow-on submarine design was taking much too long. By rights, the new program, building on the experience of the first, should have progressed much more quickly. But it wasn't, as far as he could see.

His mind returned to the meeting with Vice Admiral Dhankhar. It had been straightforward enough — a review of the progress on Chakra's refit, which had drifted into a discussion of the ongoing truce talks and the course of the war with Pakistan.

India had planned to eliminate Pakistan as a threat — remove her nuclear capability and destroy the bases in Pakistani territory that supported the terrorist attacks against India. They'd almost succeeded before the weather had closed in and ended the campaign until the spring.

Whatever the government might claim were the reasons for agreeing to truce talks, Samant and the rest of the military knew that the Indian Army had stopped advancing. Pakistani resistance had stiffened as Chinese support increased and the weather worsened. They were inside Pakistani territory, but not far enough. The enemy army, largely intact, still faced them, and their nuclear weapons were still a threat.

The most common scenario for the Kashmir incident held by Indian military personnel, discounting aliens, was that some of the Pakistani nuclear weapons had fallen into the hands of, or been handed over to, Lashkar-e-Taiba, and that somehow, perhaps in preparing a weapon for a future terrorist attack, someone had crossed the blue and red wires.

Dhankhar and Samant had been discussing the frightening implications of that hypothesis when the admiral had suddenly declared, "The real problem is China."

Samant had immediately agreed, of course. It was universally understood among the military that with China now providing more support to Pakistan, and with the shock of the initial invasion having worn off, a resumption in fighting would find India facing a much more dangerous opponent, and a harder task.

The admiral stated firmly, "If we could prevent the Chinese from backing Pakistan, we could certainly win the military campaign and force the Pakistanis to agree to our terms."


(Continues...)

Excerpted from Fatal Thunder by Larry Bond. Copyright © 2016 Larry Bond and Chris Carlson. Excerpted by permission of Tom Doherty Associates.
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Meet the Author


Larry Bond is the author of several bestselling military thrillers, including Crash Dive, Cold Choices, Dangerous Ground, Red Phoenix and the Larry Bond's First Team and Larry Bond's Red Dragon Rising series. He was a naval officer for six years, serving four on a destroyer and two on shore duty in the Washington DC area. He's also worked as a warfare analyst and antisubmarine technology expert, and he now writes and designs computer games, including Harpoon and Command at Sea. He makes his home in Springfield, Virginia.

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