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SIX MILES DUE WEST OF THE SENK AKU/ DIAOYU ISLANDS 08
EAST CHINA SEA 09
1 MAY, 2017 10
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T he bloodred flag with the five golden stars snapped in the crisp morn-
ing breeze. The national flag of the People’s Republic of China was
one of three held high by the naval honor guard, along with the flags of
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the People’s Liberation Army Navy (PLAN) and the East Sea Fleet com- 16
mander, Admiral Ji Dongsheng. 17
Two hundred Chinese PLAN officers and sailors stood at rigid 18
attention on the fantail of the seventy-five-hundred-ton guided-missile 19
destroyer Kunming, its ASW helicopter stowed away in the hangar for 20
the occasion. The ship’s skilled helmsman fought to stay in place as the 21
vessel rose and fell in the long swells. 22
Admiral Ji’s commanding voice cut through the buffeting wind. The 23
handpicked crew stood proudly before him at rigid attention in their 24
starched white uniforms and broad Soviet-style caps. The admiral’s thick 25
neck, powerful jaw, and broad nose had earned him the nickname Bull- 26
dog behind his muscular back. A shrouded object stood just behind him. 27
“A thousand years ago our ancestors crossed the oceans of the world. 28
We are not becoming a new navy, as the Westerners believe; we are the 29
world’s oldest and greatest navy, reclaiming our lost heritage, reclaiming 30
our lost territories, reclaiming the vast resources of our waters from the 31
thieving hands that stole it. We are the guardians of the blue soil of our 32
homeland and will defend it with our blood and our honor. S33
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01 rightfully ours. Someday you will tell your grandchildren and your great-
02 grandchildren that you were here this day, on this ship beneath our glori-
03 ous flag, taking another step in the long march toward our rightful
04 destiny, our rightful place under the sun.”
05 The admiral paused for effect, surveying the proud young faces
06 before him. He twisted around and whipped off the linen shroud behind
07 him. An engraved white-marble stele gleamed in the bright sun, thick
08 and rectangular like a giant headstone. Admiral Ji nodded to four mus-
09 cled sailors. They marched forward in lockstep and lifted the heavy stone
10 off of the fantail and heaved it into the rolling blue water in a geysering
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12 The admiral shouted out the words from the national anthem, “Arise!
13 All who refuse to be slaves! Let our flesh and blood become our new
14 Great Wall!”
15 The officers and crew shouted and cheered as they pushed forward
16 to the end of the fantail, but the marble stele had already sunk beneath
17 the waves.
18 Ji’s weathered eyes caught a speck of gray in the faultless blue sky far
19 above. A drone.
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“In their minds, they can now make new territorial claims—up to 01
twelve miles, according to international law, besides the two-hundred- 02
mile exclusive economic zone. But it means much more than that.” 03
“Like what?” 04
“Your Global War on Terrorism didn’t begin on 9/11.” 05
“No, it didn’t. It really began the day Osama bin Laden declared war 06
on us in his 1996 fatwa. He claimed we invaded the Muslim holy land 07
and that we needed to be pushed back out. We just weren’t paying atten- 08
tion to him at the time.” 09
Onizuka pointed at the display monitor. “With that stele, it’s exactly 10
the same thing. The Chinese are making their own declaration about 11
their sacred territory.” 12
Pearce noticed that the control room had become eerily silent. The 13
young crew was hanging on Onizuka’s every word. 14
“So you believe it’s a declaration of war?” 15
“It means, at the very least, that China is prepared to fight a war.” 16
Onizuka’s eyes narrowed. The Japanese captain was six feet tall and 17
broad shouldered, just a few inches shorter than the former CIA special 18
ops warrior. “The question is, are you?” 19
Pearce felt the heat rise up in his face. It was an accusation, not a 20
question. Anywhere else, he’d be tempted to punch the guy’s lights out. 21
He stuffed the anger back down into its hole. His mission was to smooth 22
things over, not mix it up with the locals, insults or not. Besides, if he 23
were Japanese, he’d have the same worry about America’s commitment 24
to its allies. 25
“I’m just a private citizen, Captain, not a government official. But I 26
know President Lane well and, unofficially, I can assure you that my 27
country will not abandon the Japanese people in a time of crisis.” 28
Onizuka’s eyes searched Pearce’s. He nodded. “I want to believe you 29
but this provocation tells me that China thinks otherwise.” 30
A sonar ping smashed into the sub’s hull like a sledgehammer. Pearce 31
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“Splashes, Captain.” The bespectacled sonar operator couldn’t have S33
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thing, sir.” Lane was technically calling him from last night. A thirteen- 01
hour time difference. Must be urgent. 02
“Then I’ll cut to the chase.” 03
Lane filled him in. Pearce handed Onizuka the phone. “I’ve got to get 04
back to shore. Now.” 05
The captain hung up the phone then squared up in Pearce’s face. “Is 06
that an order?” 07
“It’s an urgent . . . request.” 08
Onizuka nodded, smirking. “Yes, of course. Urgent.” He turned away 09
and ordered his men to prepare to surface. 10
Another ping slammed into the submarine’s hull. 11
Pearce swore under his breath. 12
So much for not abandoning friends. 13
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