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man. We will not risk damage to ships or aircraft. That is our primary operational concern.
    â€œSecond, recall that strategy is driven by water conditions. As Mr. Ku said, water and sonar conditions will be tough. In Phase One, all sensors and teams must be tuned to the maximum. Once we begin free play, all assets will have to be deployed with maximum efficiency.
    â€œThird: We’ve found the progressive barrier strategy works best in the shallow, noisy Tong Hae, especially near the salient that thrusts out from the coast between Kangnung and Changgi-Ap. Therefore my intent at this moment is to implement a succession of barriers, once we have identified and localized the threat and the
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    â€œThe guy reads Clausewitz,” Henrickson whispered. Dan give him a lifted eyebrow, not sure who was surprising him more, Jung or his own second in command—if he
was
second in command. The Korean commodore seemed to be on the ball. Which would, if true, be a welcome change from the last foreign officer Dan had worked closely with, an arrogant and dangerous idiot from the Pakistani Navy.
    â€œOur motto will be
katchi kapshida…
we march ahead together. All right, any other comments or questions?” Jung finished.
    Dan jabbed up a hand and stood at Jung’s smile. “Commodore, if Imay… Dan Lenson, heading up the TAG team. I’d like to say a few words about the data-collection requirements of this exercise.”
    A rain-mist obscured the hills. Dan zipped up the complimentary black portfolio, etched with the ROKN insignia, that the chief of staff, Hwang, had handed him as the briefing broke up. “So, what about it?” he asked his guys. “Pretty standard?”
    Wenck said, “Yep. Pretty standard, sir, I’d say.”
    â€œAnything I should have picked up on that I didn’t?”
    â€œThe ass on that tea girl,” Carpenter said, leering. Dan noticed Rit didn’t let an opportunity pass to crack a suggestive remark. It wasn’t PC, and it wasn’t current Navy policy, either. But a good many sailors, particularly those with a certain number of years in, spoke the same way, at least in male company. What Dan found intriguing was the sideways glance O’Quinn gave him. Disgust? Interesting.
    â€œJust that those sonar ranges are awful short,” Henrickson said. “That’s going to make this whole exercise tough. Maybe even dangerous.”
    Dan said, “How dangerous?”
    â€œYou’ll see,” Henrickson said.
    O’Quinn said, not looking at either of them, “He means that as the ranges close down, the risk of collision goes up. Pretty much a reciprocal relationship.”
    An awkward silence. Dan wondered why. He was missing something. But what?
    â€œAnd that weather briefing sucked,” Wenck added.
    â€œYeah, I’d like to have her suck my—”
    â€œGive it a rest, Rit,” Dan told him. “Donnie, you were saying—” “She didn’t mention the tropical depressions. Maybe it’s early in the season, but I’ve never been here when wasn’t at least a couple storms hanging around the Philippines. If they power up and head west they’ll hook right over where we’re gonna be operating.”
    Dan nodded. “So what now?” he asked Henrickson.
    But Carpenter answered. “What now? Shit, sir, we’re all gonna head on over to Itaewon. Start at the Rambunctious and slam down some brewskis. Then, who knows. The night, she is young. Like those sweet little brown-sugar mama-sans.” He smacked his lips. “You comin’ with us? What happens in Korea, stays in Korea.”
    â€œThanks, but I’m going back to the hotel and crawl into this op order.”
    â€œGotta break loose, Skipper. We’re gonna be out at sea next three weeks. No beer, no nookie.”
    He was tempted, but grinned and shook his head. “Next time—okay? The