Harry Muller listened to a gentlemen’s discussion of murdering a witness. If Mikhail, who only knew a piece of this, was going to get whacked, then he, Harry Muller, didn’t stand much of a chance, though he knew his chances had been around zero anyway.
Madox continued, “Obviously, this is all on a fast track since Detective Muller’s unannounced visit, but I see no reason why we can’t get Project Green in place in the next few days.” He glanced at Landsdale and went on, “In fact, gentlemen, our hand has been forced, and we have no choice but to move forward.”
Paul Dunn, the president’s adviser, said, “Bain, I’m thinking we could hide those nuclear devices until a better time-”
“The time, Paul, is
Dunn glanced at a piece of paper in front of him. “The president will be in the White House Monday morning- Columbus Day-then he flies to Dearborn, Michigan, arriving at Oakland County International Airport at about three- thirty. Election Day is less than three weeks away, as you know, so the president will make a speech in support of Dick Posthumus for governor of Michigan. Then, he motorcades to the Ritz-Carlton in Dearborn, where he’ll make a dinner speech in support of Thaddeus McCotter for congressman of that district. Then, he leaves on Air Force One and should be back at Andrews Air Force Base about ten P.M., then he helicopters to the White House and arrives on the South Lawn about ten-thirty.”
Madox thought about that, then said, “Monday, Columbus Day, might be a day that Islamic terrorists would decide to detonate nuclear bombs in American cities.”
Paul Dunn said, “Bain, for a variety of reasons, a holiday is not a good day to… to do this.” He explained, “For one thing, neither I nor Ed will be with the president when he’s on the road Monday, and Scott will not be at the White House either.” He looked at Landsdale for confirmation.
Scott Landsdale said, “I have a company picnic and softball game on Monday.”
Madox laughed. “Well, then, we have to postpone the nuclear attack on America.” He turned to Edward Wolffer. “Maybe we need some information on JEEP to help us make this decision.”
Wolffer nodded and replied, “You probably all know a few details about JEEP-the Joint Emergency Evacuation Plan. During the Cold War, the plan called for the president and a select group of military and political leaders to be taken as quickly as possible-by vehicle or helicopter-to either Andrews or National Airport, whichever is closer to where the president happens to be.” He continued, “At the designated airport is an E-4B jet aircraft ready for takeoff at a moment’s notice. This aircraft is called the National Emergency Airborne Command Post-NEACP-known by its code word of Kneecap, sometimes referred to as the Doomsday Plane.”
Wolffer glanced around the room and continued, “The president, of course, would have the nuclear football with him, and he could launch a retaliatory attack from the airborne command post. But there is a post-9/11 variation of JEEP and Kneecap, which goes into effect when the attack on America is not from intercontinental ballistic missiles. If it’s determined that the attack was initiated by terrorists, then it’s assumed that we don’t have the ten or fifteen minutes’ warning that an inbound ICBM would give us, and that a hidden nuke could be detonated in Washington at any second. Therefore, the response is different-the president needs to get on the Marine helicopter on the White House lawn as soon as possible, and he’ll be flown by helicopter to a secure location, far away from Washington, which, of course, is a potential terrorist target.”
Madox said, “Well,
Wolffer noted, “In fact, we’ve already done that by pushing for this variation on JEEP.” He explained, “The Marine helicopter is not as well equipped as Air Force One or the E-4B Doomsday Plane to handle large volumes of communication or certain types of encrypted messages, so that time between attack and response will be largely eaten up by the evacuation procedures, and there’s less likelihood of the president receiving any messages or getting bad advice that might cause him to think about interfering with Wild Fire.” Wolffer concluded, “The time the president spends on the Marine helicopter is always a period of less-than-ideal command, control, and communication.”
Madox responded, “That’s actually quite ideal for us.” He asked Paul Dunn, “So, what does the president’s schedule look like on Tuesday?”
“The president,” Dunn replied, “will be in the White House all day. At two P.M., he is hosting a White House conference on Minority Homeownership. The rest of the day, he will be in the Oval Office. Dinner is with friends, select staff, and the first lady.” Dunn added, “Scott should be working late that day in his West Wing office, and Ed should be as close to the secretary of defense as possible all day. Jim should be in the Pentagon, keeping track of the movements of the Joint Chiefs.” Dunn concluded, “I will be dining at the White House.”
Bain Madox seemed lost in thought, then said, “All right… Tuesday seems like the best day to initiate Project Green. That gives us a comfort zone to accomplish what needs to be done.” He explained, “First, Mikhail needs to be here, and he may need some time to service the nuclear devices. Second, I need to be certain my aircraft are here and ready for departure. Third, I need to have the diesel generators serviced to power up the ELF antenna. Then, the ELF transmitter needs to be checked out, which I’ll do myself… and then there are the logistics of the two flights to the designated cities.”
Harry listened to Madox, but he wasn’t quite sure what the guy was talking about, though everyone else seemed to know.
Madox continued, “So, let’s say Tuesday, early evening. I know the president retires early, and I don’t want him dragged out of bed and put on the Marine helicopter in his pajamas.” He grinned. “Let’s say sometime during the dinner hour when Paul and the first lady are with him, which will make the helicopter evacuation much easier for everyone. Exact time to be determined by me, and passed on to Scott and Ed, who will be working late that night in their offices.” He looked at General Hawkins and said, “And you, Jim, will be working late in the Pentagon.”
Hawkins nodded.
Madox finished, “So, gentlemen, the New World begins Tuesday evening-three days and about three hours from now. And you will all stay in touch with one another. And you, Scott, will calm down the situation by announcing that you have hard intelligence that the cities that have experienced a nuclear attack are the only cities that will suffer this fate.”
Landsdale nodded. “I’ll do my best, but not many people are believing the CIA these days.”
“The White House believes you about the weapons of mass destruction in Iraq. Which, by the way, I don’t think exist.”
Landsdale smiled and replied, “Maybe they do, maybe they don’t. In any case, post-Wild Fire, that will be a moot question, which is good for everyone.”
Madox nodded and turned to Wolffer. “How does Wild Fire actually go into effect? Take us through this.”
Edward Wolffer explained, “After it is reported and confirmed that an American city or cities have been attacked with a weapon of mass destruction-which in this case will be nuclear-then the secretary of defense sends a coded message to Colorado Springs that says simply, ‘Wild Fire is go,’ followed by the response level: the A-list, or the A- and B-lists.” He looked around the table and continued, “If Washington itself has been destroyed, and/or there is no message from the secretary of defense or the president, then Wild Fire goes into effect anyway.”
No one commented, so Wolffer went on, “The protocols and safeguards are similar to the ones in place for MAD, and although Wild Fire is less of a hair-trigger response than MAD, this is one of those rare cases when common sense prevails. In other words, as soon as the people in Colorado Springs know-from
Wolffer made eye contact with each man. “During this time, the people in Colorado Springs will await any encrypted message from the president that may modify or cancel the launch.”
