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The Cardinal of the Kremlin (A Jack Ryan Novel, Book 4) par [Clancy, Tom]
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Two men possess vital information on Russias Star Wars missile defense system. One of them is CARDINAL--America's highest agent in the Kremlin--and he's about to be terminated by the KGB. The other one is the American who can save CARDINAL and lead the world to the brink of peace ... or war. Here is author Tom Clancy's heart-stopping masterpiece--a riveting novel about one of the most intriguing issues of our time.


Threats -- Old, New, and Timeless

They called him the Archer. It was an honorable title, though his countrymen had cast aside their reflex bows over a century before, as soon as they had learned about firearms. In part, the name reflected the timeless nature of the struggle. The first of the Western invaders -- for that was how they thought of them -- had been Alexander the Great, and more had followed since. Ultimately, all had failed. The Afghan tribesmen held their Islamic faith as the reason for their resistance, but the obstinate courage of these men was as much a part of their racial heritage as their dark pitiless eyes.

The Archer was a young man, and an old one. On those occasions that he had both the desire and the opportunity to bathe in a mountain stream, anyone could see the youthful muscles on his thirty-year-old body. They were the smooth muscles of one for whom a thousand-foot climb over bare rock was as unremarkable a part of life as a stroll to the mailbox.

It was his eyes that were old. The Afghans are a handsome people whose forthright features and fair skin suffer quickly from wind and sun and dust, too often making them older than their years. For the Archer, the damage had not been done by wind. A teacher of mathematics until three years before, a college graduate in a country where most deemed it enough to be able to read the holy Koran, he'd married young, as was the custom in his land, and fathered two children. But his wife and daughter were dead, killed by rockets fired from a Sukhoi-24 attack-fighter. His son was gone. Kidnapped. After the Soviets had flattened the village of his wife's family with air power, their ground troops had come, killing the remaining adults and sweeping up all the orphans for shipment to the Soviet Union, where they would be educated and trained in other modern ways. All because his wife had wanted her mother to see the grandchildren before she died, the Archer remembered, all because a Soviet patrol had been fired upon a few kilometers from the village. On the day he'd learned this -- a week after it had actually happened -- the teacher of algebra and geometry had neatly stacked the books on his desk and walked out of the small town of Ghazni into the hills. A week later he'd returned to the town after dark with three other men and proved that he was worthy of his heritage by killing three Soviet soldiers and taking their arms. He still carried that first Kalashnikov.

But that was not why he was known as the Archer. The chief of his little band of mudjaheddin -- the name means "Freedom Fighter" -- was a perceptive leader who did not look down upon the new arrival who'd spent his youth in classrooms, learning foreign ways. Nor did he hold the young man's initial lack of faith against him. When the teacher joined the group, he'd had only the most cursory knowledge of Islam, and the headman remembered the bitter tears falling like rain from the young man's eyes as their imam had counseled him in Allah's will. Within a month he'd become the most ruthless -- and most effective -- man in the band, clearly an expression of God's own plan. And it was he whom the leader had chosen to travel to Pakistan, where he could use his knowledge of science and numbers to learn the use of surface-to-air missiles. The first SAMS with which the quiet, serious man from Amerikastan had equipped the mudjaheddin had been the Soviets' own SA-7, known by the Russians as strela, "arrow." The first "man-portable" SAM, it was not overly effective unless used with great skill. Only a few had such skill. Among them the arithmetic teacher was the best, and for his successes with the Russian "arrows," the men in the group took to calling him the Archer.

He waited with a new missile at the moment, the American one called Stinger, but all of the surface-to-air missiles in this group -- indeed, throughout the whole area -- were merely called arrows now: tools for the Archer. He lay on the knife-edge of a ridge, a hundred meters below the summit of the hill, from which he could survey the length of a glacial valley. Beside him was his spotter, Abdul. The name appropriately meant "servant," since the teenager carried two additional missiles for his launcher and, more importantly, had the eyes of a falcon. They were burning eyes. He was an orphan.
The Archer's eyes searched the mountainous terrain, especially the ridgelines, with an expression that reflected a millennium of combat. A serious man, the Archer. Though friendly enough, he was rarely seen to smile; he showed no interest in a new bride, not even to join his lonely grief to that of a newly made widow. His life had room for but a single passion.

"There," Abdul said quietly, pointing.

"I see it."

The battle on the valley floor -- one of several that day -- had been under way for thirty minutes, about the proper time for the Soviet soldiers to get support from their helicopter base twenty kilometers over the next line of mountains. The sun glinted briefly off the Mi-24's glass-covered nose, enough for them to see it, ten miles off, skirting over the ridgeline. Farther overhead, and well beyond his reach, circled a single Antonov-26 twin-engine transport. It was filled with observation equipment and radios to coordinate the ground and air action. But the Archer's eyes followed only the Mi-24, a Hind attack helicopter loaded with rockets and cannon shells that even now was getting information from the circling command aircraft.

The Stinger had come as a rude surprise to the Russians, and their air tactics were changing on a daily basis as they struggled to come to terms with the new threat. The valley was deep, but more narrow than the rule. For the pilot to hit the Archer's fellow guerrillas, he had to come straight down the rocky avenue. He'd stay high, at least a thousand meters over the rocky floor for fear that a Stinger team might be down there with the riflemen. The Archer watched the helicopter zigzag in flight as the pilot surveyed the land and chose his path. As expected, the pilot approached from leeward so that the wind would delay the sound of his rotor for the few extra seconds that might be crucial. The radio in the circling transport would be tuned to the frequencies known to be used by the mudjaheddin so that the Russians could detect a warning of its approach, and also an indication where the missile team might be. Abdul did indeed carry a radio, switched off and tucked in the folds of his clothing.

Slowly, the Archer raised the launcher and trained its two-element sight on the approaching helicopter. His thumb went sideways and down on the activation switch, and he nestled his cheekbone on the conductance bar. He was instantly rewarded with the warbling screech of the launcher's seeker unit. The pilot had made his assessment, and his decision. He came down the far side of the valley, just beyond missile range, for his first firing run. The Hind's nose was down, and the gunner, sitting in his seat in front of and slightly below the pilot, was training his sights on the area where the fighters were. Smoke appeared on the valley floor. The Soviets used mortar shells to indicate where their tormentors were, and the helicopter altered course slightly. It was almost time. Flames shot out of the helicopter's rocket pods, and the first salvo of ordnance streaked downward.

Then another smoke trail came up. The helicopter lurched left as the smoke raced into the sky, well clear of the Hind, but still a positive indication of danger ahead; or so the pilot thought. The Archer's hands tightened on the launcher. The helicopter was sideslipping right at him now, expanding around the inner ring of the sight. It was now in range. The Archer punched the forward button with his left thumb, "uncaging" the missile and giving the infrared seeker-head on the Stinger its first look at the heat radiating from the Mi-24's turboshaft engines. The sound carried through his cheekbone into his ear changed. The missile was now tracking the target. The Hind's pilot decided to hit the area from which the "missile" had been launched at him, bringing the aircraft farther left, and turning slightly. Unwittingly, he turned his jet exhaust almost right at the Archer as he warily surveyed the rocks from which the rocket had come.

The missile screamed its readiness at the Archer now, but still he was patient. He put his mind into that of his target, and judged that the pilot would come closer still before his helicopter had the shot he wanted at the hated Afghans. And so he did. When the Hind was only a thousand meters off, the Archer took a deep breath, superelevated his sight, and whispered a brief prayer of vengeance. The trigger was pulled almost of its own accord.

The launcher bucked in his hands as the Stinger looped slightly upward before dropping down to home on its target. The Archer's eyes were sharp enough to see it despite the almost invisible smoke trail it left behind. The missile deployed its maneuvering fins, and these moved a few fractions of a millimeter in obedience to the orders generated by its computer brain -- a microchip the size of a postage stamp. Aloft in the circling An- 26, an observer saw a tiny puff of dust and began to reach for a microphone to relay a warning, but his hand had barely touched the plastic instrument before the missile struck.
The missile ran directly into one of the helicopter's engines and exploded. The helicopter was crippled instantly. The driveshaft for the tail rotor was cut, and the Hind began spinning violently to the left while the pilot tried to auto-rotate the aircraft down, frantically looking for a flat place while his gunner radioed a shrill call for rescue. The pilot brought the engine to idle, unloading his collective to control torque, locked his eyes on a flat space the size of a tennis court, then cut his switches and activated the onboard...

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The cardinal of the kremlin is a great story with interacting an plot and amazing characters. This is one of those books you can't put down easily. Also recommended: The Union Moujik,Russia in search of itself,Spy Handler
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Tom Clancy, a lire et relire - plutot in English - surtout pour les aventures de Jack Ryan et de Clark-Kelly AKA Mister C.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 A Cold War Masterpiece 15 octobre 2010
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I have been reading through the "Golden 5" Jack Ryan novels, starting off with Patriot Games and ending with Sum Of All Fears. While Hunt For Red October was always my favorite, I have to say that Cardinal Of The Kremlin will now have to follow any re-reading of that book. These two novels feel like Dune and Dune: Messiah, two parts of one tale.

The main reason for this is the way that characters follow through right from one story to the next. In many ways, Cardinal provides a good deal of payoff for October. We get the epilogue of many of the featured characters from the former novel, and as the title suggests we see who the shadowy but essential agent CARDINAL is and why he does what he does.

As October dealt with the dark spaces that submarines occupy, Cardinal goes the opposite route and deals heavily with satellite warfare. In between, however, the book once again weaves a complex and riveting narrative of human action and reason. Whether it is CARDINAL himself, the Afghan warrior "The Archer" or Clancy's iconic Jack Ryan, we see how many different lives are fueled by motives that are far more intricate than simple good or evil. While Clancy has often been (duly) criticized for making Jack Ryan into an uncostumed Captain America, what I found exceptional here was the lack of caricature in dealing with the Soviets. Indeed, even the worst of the men on the Russian side are still layered and thoughtful, something that is refreshing for the time.

Outside of the characters themselves, the book provides a thrilling spy story. In some ways the story is a simple case of a race against the clock, in this case the goal being to get CARDINAL out of the USSR alive. Alongside that there is a parallel tale of another race, the dueling attempts at perfecting satellite technology that in summary sounds dull but on the page is surprisingly exciting.

If you were a fan of Hunt For Red October and want a followup to those characters and another tale in that vein, you'll find a lot to like in Cardinal Of The Kremlin. Another great read from Tom Clancy.

KINDLE SPECIFIC COMMENTS: Yet again, this ebook is almost humorously full of small errors. Nothing that will stop you from reading, but you may find yourself re-checking a sentence or to in order to make sure you read it right.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 One of Tom Clancy's Best 29 mai 2015
Par Brian Brandau - Publié sur
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I have read most of Tom Clancy's novels published before 2000 and this is definitely one of the best. This is probably the beginning of his turn from looking at human-scale, personal stories to global-scale, high-level political commentary. I preferred his books when they were about Jack Ryan and the people he interacted with, rather than sweeping epics about the upheavals of whole nations. The Cardinal of the Kremlin focuses on espionage, missile defense, guerilla war, and grand political machinations, but it still manages to feel small and personal. Colonel Filitov, the Archer, Major Gregory, the Foleys, Colonel Vatutin, and a sizable cast of other characters join Jack Ryan in an ensemble that is probably Clancy's best balancing act before his novels became too ambitious. Each character is still unique, still well-developed, still being motivated in ways that are understandable and relatable. Highly recommended. As President Reagan said of The Hunt for Red October, it's a pretty good yarn.
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5.0 étoiles sur 5 Best Clancy Novel I have Read! 27 juin 2015
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This is a great suspenseful novel and nice "cold war" mystery. Evenly paced, no wanton destruction of a country, etc. Set in Afghastan during the Russian occupation, it provides some action but lots of good suspense and information as to what was going on during that time. I has none of the nationalistic God & Country stuff that his later novels (including the last before he died, and I know they were not written by Clancy) but nice information on the cloak and dagger issues of that time. A really good read and a nice ending! I have just started reading the Clancy novels in the past year and have been a bit put off by many of them, but this was very good. Had all the basic early characters of his novels, John Clark, Bart Mancuso, etc. All in all a good read.
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Your aware of the existence of hero of this novel if you have read other Tom Clancy novels. This novel fleshes out The Cardinal. The book is well written and a page turner. If your reading Tom Clancy books in order, this would be book #3. The Hunt for Red October and Patriot Games precede it. Clear and Present Danger and The Sum of All Fears follow it.
5.0 étoiles sur 5 A classic among classics from Clancy! 30 juillet 2014
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A classic among classics from Clancy! Like "The Hunt For Red October," it perfectly captures the zeitgeist of the 80s cold war from the politics in D.C. and Moscow to the Soviet invasion of Afghanistan to the covert operations that tie them all together. The Cardinal of the Kremlin continues the Jack Ryan universe and introduces characters that you will see again later in this chronology. The characters are as vibrant and alive as the world in which they live. As is (was) Clancy's forte, the characters, the world, and the technical elements do not get in each other's way while telling an intense action-packed story. Watch events unfold as CIA's most deeply planted agent in the Kremlin (code-named "Cardinal") gets more and more dangerously close to being exposed before he can provide the United States with data crucial to Soviet-US arms negotiations.
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