The Sahara Intercept

The Secret Cold War Series continues with a fast-moving adventure filled knife-edged tension and Cold War intrigue.

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1980: Ross Brannan is back and out for revenge — determined to hunt down the traitor, J. Andrew Marsden — at any cost. The Škorpion Brigade, a band of German terrorists, teams up with Libyan Dictator Gadhafi and rogue ex-CIA operatives in an explosive plot to obtain nuclear materials.

Marsden is rumored to be in Libya. Ross and a multi-national team are dispatched to find Marsden's base of operations. In an instant the mission is compromised, and Ross is propelled on a roller-coaster ride across Africa in a heart-stopping tale of action, adventure, and suspense.

The Sahara Intercept is filled with stunning double-crosses and twists of plot as this fast-paced story moves from the streets of Rome to the sands of the Sahara, and finally, to an epic showdown on the Syrian border.

An excerpt from Chapter One of The SAHARA Intercept:

Chapter 1: Unit 8200

Thursday, 26 June 1980, Tel Aviv, Israel

El Al forces passengers to travel unarmed. That’s why I arrived at Ben Gurion International Airport, site of the 1973 Lod massacre, without my Walther PPK pistol. Always thought the best way to stop a hijacker was to blow his head off.

This was a routine trip. But then it never hurts to practice situational awareness. Not paranoia, a prudent attention to details. The most important things: blend in, keep a low profile, and don’t project an image someone will remember. The key: act confident and natural, like you belong. Resolute in my ability to spot imminent threats, I strode into the main lobby.

"Mr. Ross Brannan?"

A young woman dressed in a crisp-pressed olive-green army uniform, stood before me. Her self-assured smile and deep penetrating green eyes enhanced by the 9-millimeter Uzi slung over her shoulder.

"That's me." How did she pick me out?

"Shalom, welcome to Israel. I am Tamara Alon, your escort." The way she said escort was both sexy and suggestive.

She seemed pleasant enough and not bad looking. "Thanks. How did you know who I was?"

"They showed me your picture." She paused with an intriguing grin. "I watched for the cowboy from the movies."

In the past, what some people thought was a faint resemblance to Steve McQueen had proved socially useful with the ladies. Not much use if you're trying to keep a low profile. I changed the subject. "What now?"

She smiled an open friendly, even inviting smile. "I will drive you to the hotel."

"Is it far?"

"Oh, no, nothing in Israel is far away, we are such a small country. O only thirty kilometers, on the beach near Camp Glilot."

Beach, maybe this won't be so bad.

As we exited the airport terminal, she brushed against my hip. "Is this your first visit to Israel?"

"First time," I lied. In fact, my second visit. The first, officially unofficial, the less said, the better.

"If you wish, I can show you the sights later." There it was again, a sultry suggestive tone. "Do you like to dance? I know all the popular discos."

Oh, man, gotta watch out. Is she coming on to me, or is this some sort of honey trap? Don't need to look for trouble — its right beside me.

Torn between expectation and sound judgment, I stammered, "Sorry, I can't. I … I'm married." My sixth sense told me to be wary.

"We can still have a little fun, can't we?" Her eyes came alive. "We can go for a swim at the hotel."

The way she said it, an inflection that suggested there's more to come, made me tingle. My situational awareness shoved aside and stomped to the ground. I imagined her in a bikini.

Gotta get this under control. "No, we have a new baby and…"

"Very well." She switched off the charm in an instant. "Here is the jeep."

We left the airport in silence. The open jeep, not air-conditioned. I started to sweat. Living in Albuquerque, I sweat a lot, but Tel Aviv was hotter than Wyatt Earp's pistol at the O.K. Corral. A trip to Alaska or some cool place would've been preferable, but no, I was in Israel, the Middle East — the hot dry Middle East.

Hopelessly distracted, I tried to refocus. As we approached downtown Tel Aviv, I asked, trying to break the tension, "How long you been in the army?"

"Eighteen months," she said without emotion, "Only a few more to go."

"Then what?"

"I am undecided." She paused as if to contemplate her future for the first time. "Perhaps modeling or whatever."

"You should do well." She probably will. "I'll look for you on the cover of Vogue." When do I ever read Vogue? Lisette doesn't even read Vogue.

"Oh, thank you." The smile returned. "Tell me about your wife."

"She's French."

"Oh la la? Do you live in Paris? How did you meet?" She started to bubble again. "Oh, I love Paris."

"We met in Africa, in Kenya, on Lamu Island."

"You were married in Africa?" Her astonishment appeared real.

I laughed. "No, we were married in Mexico, Baja California."

"You live in Mexico? How strange."

"No, we live in New Mexico, north of the border."

"Now I am confused."

"New Mexico is in the United States, next to Texas."

"You are a cowboy?"

I gave up on the geography lesson. "Yeah, I guess you could say so." Tamara responded with a silly smile and concentrated on the evening traffic. At least she didn't ask if I rode a horse. "Where's my hotel? I need to clean up before I check in with your people."

"Further on, close to the unit." She stared straight ahead, all business again. "I will come for you tomorrow at 0900."

Friday, 27 June 1980, North of Tel Aviv, Israel

The headquarters of Israel's signals intelligence service, Unit 8200, lay only a half mile down the road from the seaside hotel. Tamara ushered me through the security checkpoints and down into the bowels of the center. Her demeanor, all proper and military, with none of yesterday's flirting.

A balding average sized man, about my age, wearing an olive-green uniform sat behind a cluttered desk. He stood to greet me. "Shalom, I am Major David, welcome to Camp Glilot." He motioned for me to take a seat. "Thank you for coming on such short notice."

He spoke English with a slight BBC accent. At first glance, one wouldn't give him a second thought. Up close, he had presence, an aura of poise and authority, a natural leader. He didn't reveal his position in the organization.

I decided to be cautious too. "Ross Brannan from Kirtland Air Force Base in New Mexico." I didn't tell him whom I worked for: The Special Signals Research Project, a joint venture of the National Security Agency and the Central Intelligence Agency. He doubtless knew anyway.

The SSRP, located at Bolling Air Force Base in Washington D.C., focused on clandestine ELINT (Electronic Intelligence) collection involving Soviet radar and telemetry signals. Our mission was to deal with situations where conventional methods proved neither effective nor practical. My unit, Detachment R-1 or Raven-One, was stationed in Albuquerque. A matter of hiding in plain sight, camouflaged as a routine and dull Air Force outfit doing mundane research on radio propagation and antenna testing.

"Your engineering specialty is electronic warfare?"

"No. I'm not an engineer, a signal analyst. Learned everything I know in the military." I had spent eleven years in Army Security Agency as an electronic intelligence analyst and intercept operator, travelling the world collecting data on enemy radar systems to aid in development of effective countermeasures.

"Oh, you were an intelligence officer?"

"No, an enlisted man."

Had the impression he expected someone else. My boss Colonel Wilson called two days ago, with the news: pack your bags you're going to Israel. He said they needed some help analyzing a radar signal and didn't give any details. He wanted me to approach the problem with no preconceptions, to keep an open mind. Even so, I had a preconceived notion: another waste of time, it usually plays out that way.

The major nodded. "I was informed you are one of the best."

"Suppose that's why I wasn't an officer."

My answer prompted a wry grin. "Good. That is the way we train our people. We prefer young soldiers schooled in our ways, not prima donna academic types. We stress teamwork along with individual initiative. Like your service, we take only the select few."

"Believe me, I understand. That's why I'm a civilian." I loved my army job but grew tired of bureaucratic runarounds and broken promises. My civilian job paid a lot more, not getting rich, but doing okay. Now I was married, had a baby boy, and settled down. I glanced around, wanting to explore the place. "Nice facility you have here."

"Yes, I would conduct a tour, but our security protocols will not allow."

"Sure." Should've known. "What do you have for me?"

I wanted to get it over and go home. I didn't feel comfortable dealing with the Israelis. Something to do with the U.S.S. Liberty, the intelligence collection ship their forces attacked during the 1967 war. I worked with a guy who had been on board and I never did buy the official versions of what happened. I doubted if Major David had anything to do with the incident, but it bothered me, nevertheless.

"Yes, the matter." He hesitated a few seconds. "Our collection site intercepted a signal with an atypical element two weeks ago." He noticed I was about to ask and answered, "The azimuth pointed deep inside Syrian territory. Our analysts examined the parameters and failed to come to a firm conclusion as to its function."

"What band was it operating in?"

"E band. The signal seemed to be in conjunction with a Soviet 2K12 air defense system."

"The SA-6."

He nodded. "Correct."

I continued, "The fire control for the SA-6 is I band. Could it have been emitting from a P-40 Long Track early warning radar?"

"That was our first assumption, but the signal exhibited somewhat different characteristics."

"Like what?"

"The base signal produced an almost perfect sine wave, except it changed to a saw tooth pattern at short random intervals."

A quiver of anticipation ran through my body. "Have you been able to check the third harmonic?"

His face lit up in astonishment. "No. What do you mean?"

"Let me examine your tape."

A harmonic is a signal whose frequency is a multiple of the frequency of the base signal. Nearly all signals produce energy at harmonic frequencies unless the signal is a perfect sine wave. Square waves, saw tooth waves, and triangular waves have large amounts of energy at harmonic frequencies.

Halfway through the tape, I hit the jackpot. The signal had Marsden's fingerprints all over it. J. Andrew Marsden, the electrical engineer who defected from the Cochise Project at Fort Huachuca and took his secrets to the Soviet Union — the rat-bastard that shot me and killed a policeman in Mexico — the one person I would kill on sight. Last year Marsden disappeared into the woodwork and now he was back. I trembled in expectation.

"Are you familiar with this signal?" asked the major.

"Not at this frequency, but I have a good idea." I struggled whether to tell him the whole story. Wilson sent me with no guidelines. What was I authorized to say? How much should I reveal?

"What is the significance of the third harmonic?" he asked with an edge to his voice. He seemed to understand I was holding back.

Nothing ventured, nothing gained. I reckoned Wilson sent me for a good reason. "If this is what I think it is, the third harmonic contains random micro bursts with missile guidance instructions."

The major's face tensed with suspicion: "It is impossible to—"

"No, I worked with the inventor J. Andrew Marsden before he defected. Marsden developed a method to embed a guidance signal within the third harmonic. He was able to produce harmonics with enough power to carry the signal by changing the waveform to a saw tooth pattern at short random intervals."

His brow furrowed in disbelief as I continued, "Unfortunately, we were unable to maintain adequate signal stability to produce a reliable and workable system."

"You say, this harmonic provided guidance—"

"They contain the entire set of missile guidance instructions. The main tracking system never switches to the guidance mode. All the instructions are hidden in the acquisition signal."

"Your air force has this system?"

"No. We were never able to achieve a stable signal. But the Russians were working on the same concept and Marsden provided the missing piece of the puzzle."

"You have collected this signal by satellite?"

"No. The only way to collect the entire set is during the combat acquisition and tracking phase. The chance of picking the signal up by satellite intercept is slight."

"A clever deception. So, you worked with this Marsden?"

"Yeah, and if I ever catch up with the SOB again, I'm going to carve him up in little pieces." I took a deep breath, no use telling him everything. "Is there a chance I can go to your intercept site?"

April - This Month in the Cold War

3 April 1948 — President Harry S. Truman signed the European Recovery Program proposed by Secretary of State George C. Marshall. The Marshall Plan was intended to stop the spread of Communism and restore the economies of European countries devastated by World War II. Over four years, the program distributed $12 billion to the nations of Western Europe.

4 April 1949 — Twelve nations signed the treaty creating NATO, the North Atlantic Treaty Organization, a common military alliance against the threat of expansion by the Soviet Union into Western Europe.

5 April 1986 — A bomb exploded at a popular discotheque frequented by American military personnel in West Berlin, killing two U.S. soldiers and a Turkish woman. American intelligence analysts attributed the attack to Muammar Qaddafi of Libya. Nine days later, President Ronald Reagan ordered a retaliatory air strike against Libya.

12 April 1961 — Russian cosmonaut Yuri Gagarin became the first human in space.

14 April 1986 – U.S. warplanes, on orders from President Ronald Reagan, bombed the Libyan cities of Tripoli and Benghazi in retaliation for the April 5th terrorist bombing of a discotheque in West Berlin.

17 April 1961 — The Bay of Pigs invasion of Cuba undertaken by a Central Intelligence Agency sponsored paramilitary brigade. The attempt to overthrow Premier Fidel Castro of Cuba failed.

20 April 1978 —A Korean Airlines commercial airliner traveling to Seoul was shot down over Soviet airspace and forced to make an emergency landing on a frozen lake near the Finnish border. The incident killed two of the 109 passengers and crew members aboard.

26 April 1986 — An explosion at the Chernobyl nuclear power plant in the Ukraine, caused a meltdown of the nuclear fuel and spread a radioactive cloud into the atmosphere. The Chernobyl accident is considered the most disastrous nuclear power plant accident in history, both in terms of cost and casualties.

March - This Month in the Cold War

4 March 1950 — US Navy PB4Y2 was shot down over the Baltic Sea by Soviet aircraft. The Soviets claimed that the plane had violated Soviet airspace. Later that year. the US claimed at least one member of this aircraft's crew had been sighted in a Soviet prison camp. The Soviets denied the claim.

26 March 1979 — Thirty years of warfare between Israel and Egypt ended with the Camp David Accord signed by Prime Minister Begin of Israel and Egyptian President Sadat.

31 March 1991 — The birthplace of Josef Stalin, the Soviet Republic of Georgia, voted to declare independence from the Soviet Union. Following the vote, Soviet troops were deployed under a state of emergency.

January - This Month in the Cold War

January 1, 1959 - Fidel Castro seized power in Cuba and established a Communist dictatorship.

January 23, 1968 - The American ship USS Pueblo was seized by North Koreans in the Sea of Japan.

28 January 1964 - An unarmed United States Air Force T-39 Sabreliner on a training mission was shot down over Erfurt, East Germany by a Soviet Mikoyan-Gurevich MiG-19.

January 30, 1968 – The Tet Offensive in Vietnam began when North Vietnamese troops attacked provincial capitals and major cities in South Vietnam.  Attacks on the U.S. Embassy in Saigon and the presidential palace were repelled.

December - This Month in the Cold War

8 December 1987 - President Ronald Reagan and Soviet Russia's General Secretary Mikhail Gorbachev signed the INF Treaty eliminating all intermediate-range and shorter-range nuclear missiles.

8 December 1991 - The Union of Soviet Socialist Republics ceased to exist. The leaders of Russia, Byelorussia and the Ukraine signed an agreement creating the Commonwealth of Independent States.

21 December 1972 - East and West Germany established diplomatic ties, paving the way for international recognition of East Germany

21 December 1993 - The KGB (Soviet Secret Police) organization was abolished by Russian President Boris Yeltsin.

24 December 1979 - Soviet troops invade Afghanistan.

25 December 1989 – Romanian dictator Nicolae Ceausescu and his wife were executed following a popular uprising. A pro-democracy coalition took control of the country.

November - This Month in the Cold War

2 November 1962 - President John F. Kennedy announced, "the Soviet bases in Cuba are being dismantled, their missiles and related equipment being crated, and the fixed installations at these sites are being destroyed."

3 November 1957 – The Soviet Union launched the world's first space capsule, Sputnik II, containing a dog named Laika.

4 November 1956 - Soviet troops moved in to crush an uprising in Hungary.

4 November 1979 - Iranian militants stormed the U.S. Embassy in Teheran, Iran, and took 90 hostages, including 52 Americans. The hostage crisis lasted 444 days.

6 November 1951 - A US Navy P2V Neptune was shot down by Soviet fighters over international waters about 20 miles from Vladivostok.

11 November 1954 – A US Air Force B-29 was shot down by Soviet fighters about 10 miles from the Soviet-controlled Kurile Islands.

9 November 1989 - The Berlin Wall was opened after 28 years.

19 November 1951 - A US Air Force C-47 was shot down by either Hungarian or Romanian antiaircraft fire near the Yugoslav frontier. The aircraft was en route from Munich to Belgrade. The crew survived and were released.

20 November 1990 - The Cold War came to an end during a summit in Paris as leaders of NATO and the Warsaw Pact signed a Treaty on Conventional Forces in Europe.

20 November 1962 - The Cuban Missile Crisis concluded. President John F. Kennedy lifted the U.S. Naval blockade of Cuba stating, "the evidence to date indicates that all known offensive missile sites in Cuba have been dismantled."

22 November 1963 - President John F. Kennedy was assassinated in Dallas Texas.