Dean was fuming. Sergeant Richards had reported back from his train journey that the Soviets had been acting up again.
He knew it wouldn’t change anything, but he still filed a formal complaint with General Sokolov and made it clear that no Soviet soldiers would board another American train. He didn’t have to wait long for the retaliation.
“Get me Major Gardner,” he barked at his secretary.
She was used to his temper and didn’t even flinch as she said, “Yes, sir.”
Five minutes later Major Jason Gardner entered Dean’s office. “You wanted to see me?”
“I swear, if I ever meet Sokolov in a dark alley, it will be the end of him!”
With one look at Dean’s irate face Jason grasped the gravity of the situation and asked, “What has he done this time?”
“That SOB has closed the railway lines an
