CARRIER 8: ALPHA STRIKE By: Keith Douglass

CARRIER 8: ALPHA STRIKE By: Keith Douglass

CARRIER 8: ALPHA STRIKE By: Keith Douglass

Synopsis:

Carrier Battle Group 14 is in the South China Sea on routine

patrol when a Chinese tank and the tiny island where it is

stationed are destroyed. The Chinese government points its finger

at the U.S. forces, but the Americans are as baffled by the

explosion as the Chinese appear to be. As CBG-14 continues Freedom

of Navigation operations in the area, unexplained attacks continue

and America is on the brink of war again. It is up to CBG-14 to

defuse the situation or, at least, protect its assets from an all-

out Chinese attack. 8th novel in the “Carrier” series, 1997.

Also by Keith Douglass

THE CARRIER SERIES:

CARRIER

CARRIER 2: VIPER STRIKE

CARRIER 3: ARMAGEDDON MODE

CARRIER 4: FLAME-OUT

CARRIER 5: MAELSTROM

CARRIER 6: COUNTDOWN

CARRIER 7: AFTERBURN

CARRIER 8: ALPHA STRIKE

THE SEAL TEAM SEVEN SERIES:

SEAL TEAM SEVEN

SPECTER

NUCFLASH

DIRECT ACTION

THE CARRIER NOVELS

CARRIER

The North Korean Navy has captured a U.S. Intelligence ship in

international waters. They dare Washington to retaliate. The U.S. response?

The ultimate military power play …

VIPER STRIKE

A renegade Chinese fighter group punctures Thai airspace–the spearhead

of a giant invasion force streaming across the Burmese border. The skies are

about to blow wide open …

ARMAGEDDON MODE

India and Pakistan are on the verge of nuclear destruction, and Carrier

Battle Group Fourteen must shift into Armageddon Mode–the ultimate battle by

land, air, or sea …

FLAME-OUT

After a hard-line military takeover, the Soviet Union is reborn. Norway

is invaded. Finland is crushed. And the President orders Carrier Battle

Group Fourteen to smash the Soviet strike force at all costs …

MAELSTROM

The Soviet occupation of Scandinavia continues as Carrier Battle Group

Fourteen struggles to keep up in conventional weapons combat, and avert

all-out war …

COUNTDOWN

Carrier Battle Group Fourteen must launch marine and aerial assaults to

prevent the deployment of Russian Typhoons. They are the largest submarines

in the world. And they may have nukes …

AFTERBURN

As the Russian Civil War rages on, Carrier Battle Group Fourteen is

ordered to the Black Sea as a show of American strength. But if the U.S.

thinks they can sail into traditionally Russian waters without a fight,

they’re dead wrong …

PROLOGUE

Friday, 21 June

1400 local (Zulu -7)

Guazhong Advanced Aviation Test Facility

China

Mein Low swore as the adversary Chinese Sukoi-27 Flanker vanished into

the blinding glare. He could almost feel the other pilot yanking his aircraft

into a hard, gut-wrenching turn, bringing his guns to bear on Mein Low’s

advanced prototype F-10 fighter while the sun hid his turn.

In combat the lines between men and aircraft blur until the difference

between them disappears. My vision–the radar. My will–the weapons. And so

it is for him as well. We both know only one of us will land after this knife

fight.

The sky flashed metal, slightly above him at ten o’clock. The Flanker

pilot had underestimated the width of his cloak of invisibility, exposing one

wingtip. The attack geometry flashed into Mein Low’s mind.

Bleed off air speed, turn, and drop in behind me for the killing shot.

But now that you’ve exposed your direction of turn, you’ve lost the advantage

of uncertainty. And you will lose this engagement as well!

Mein Low jerked the F-10’s nose up to thirty degrees above the horizon

and rolled to the right, keeping his eyes glued to the approaching Flanker.

The seat fell away slightly from his back as the faster and more maneuverable

F-10 slowed rapidly. Fifteen hundred feet later, Mein Low was inverted,

craning his neck back to stare down at the Flanker desperately trying to turn

away from him.

Too late. The Flanker had given up too much precious airspeed in his

last maneuver. As the Flanker drew parallel beneath him, Mein Low completed

the roll, dropped the nose of the aircraft down, and dove into a killing

position behind the slower aircraft.

The Flanker bobbed and jinked, and the turbulence from his jet’s engines

battered the F-10. Mein Low’s hand clamped down around the control stick.

His weapons selector switch was already toggled to guns. The F-10’s cannon

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