WARNER BOOKS BY LARRY BOND AND PAT LARKIN
Red Phoenix
Vortex
Cauldron
Enemy Within
Day of Wrath
FORGE BOOKS BY LARRY BOND AND CHRIS CARLSON
Dangerous Ground
Cold Choices
Exit Plan
Shattered Trident
Lash-Up
Fatal Thunder
FORGE BOOKS BY LARRY BOND AND JIM DEFELICE
Larry Bond’s First Team
Larry Bond’s First Team: Angels of Wrath
Larry Bond’s First Team: Fires of War
Larry Bond’s First Team: Soul of the Assassin
Larry Bond’s Red Dragon Rising: Shadows of War
Larry Bond’s Red Dragon Rising: Edge of War
Larry Bond’s Red Dragon Rising: Shock of War
Larry Bond’s Red Dragon Rising: Blood of War
Red Phoenix Burning
By
Larry Bond & Chris Carlson
RED PHOENIX BURNING
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Published by Larry Bond and Chris Carlson
Map by Erik Carlson
Dedication
This book is dedicated to the people of the Koreas and their long struggle for a free and united homeland.
Contents
Acknowledgments
Authors’ Note
Dramatis Personae
Prologue
Chapter 1 - Warning Flares
Chapter 2 - Fog of War
Chapter 3 - Plunge
Chapter 4 - Reconnaissance
Chapter 5 - Breeze
Chapter 6 - Whirlwind
Chapter 7 - Maelstrom
Chapter 8 - Unleashed
Chapter 9 - The Murder of Pyongyang
Chapter 10 - Nightmare
Chapter 11 - Exodus
Chapter 12 - Shock and Awe
Chapter 13 - Precipice
Chapter 14 - Second Battle of Pyongyang
Chapter 15 - Parley
Chapter 16 - Reaction
Chapter 17 - Juggernaut
Chapter 18 - Confrontation
Chapter 19 - Reality Check
Chapter 20 - Strange Bedfellows
Chapter 21 - Stronghold
Epilogue
Korean Language Terms
Glossary
Acknowledgments
Our deepest thanks go to Dr. Andrew Erickson and Ms. Jean Hyun for taking the time out of their busy schedules to review the manuscript. We greatly appreciated Dr. Erickson sharing his Chinese political-military expertise, and Ms. Hyun for helping us get the cultural aspects correct. This novel is better because of your efforts.
Authors’ Note
This book is a sequel to the novel Red Phoenix, written by Larry Bond and Patrick Larkin, and published by Warner books in 1989. It described a hypothetical invasion of South Korea by the North, an oft-discussed scenario on that troubled peninsula.
The world has changed in many ways since Red Phoenix was published, but the two Koreas remain, a fossilized relic of the Cold War and the East-West polarization that touched many parts of our lives before the fall of the Soviet Union.
At the end of Red Phoenix, the invaders were defeated by UN forces and retreated back across the 38th parallel, with the cooperation of the Chinese, who supervised a caretaker government. Kim Jong-il, the “Dear Leader” who had ordered the invasion was assassinated, and his young son Kim Jong-un was installed by the Chinese as the new leader of the country under the tutelage of his aunt and uncle who acted as regents.
Thus, the North Korea described in the world of Red Phoenix does not differ too much from our real world, except that there was no invasion of South Korea in late 1989.
With this bit of fictional background, you can read this story without having to have read Red Phoenix first. If you have read it, you will find familiar names, both of original characters and the next generation.
We hope you will enjoy their story.
This time, I worked with my long-time partner, Chris Carlson, to describe a different but equally dangerous scenario. Chris’ knowledge and storytelling ability were vital in making this the best story we could, and the only reason my name comes first is that “B” precedes “C” in the alphabet. I will refuse to claim any passage as mine, or point to one and say Chris wrote it. We could have each written a story based on the same scenario, but together, we’ve created one much better than either of us could have done alone.
Dramatis Personae
American Characters
Carter, Randall Lieutenant General, commanding officer, US Seventh Air Force
Christopher, Tony Brigadier General, vice commander, US Seventh Air Force
Dougherty, Jeff Team leader, North Korea section, Central Intelligence Agency (CIA)
Fascione, Thomas General, commanding officer, Combined Forces Command and US Forces Korea
Fowler, Kary Aid worker, Christian Friends of Korea
Graves, Andrew Colonel, commanding officer, Eighth Fighter Wing, US Seventh Air Force
Jenkins, Rick Commanding officer, USS Hawaii (SSN 776)
Yeom, George CIA-NIS liaison, CIA
Little, Kevin Colonel, commanding officer, Headquarters and Headquarters Battalion, US Eighth Army
Miller, Mike Lieutenant Colonel, commanding officer, Joint Security Area battalion
Mitchell, Ralph Commanding officer, USS Gabrielle Giffords (LCS 10)
O’Rourke, Dan Major General, chief of staff, US Forces Korea
Olsen, George Brigadier General, intelligence officer, US Forces Korea
Sawyer, Chris North Korea senior analyst, CIA
Tracy, Robert Lieutenant General, commanding officer, US Eighth Army
Waleski, Gabriel Rear Admiral, commanding officer, US Navy in South Korea
Wallace, Joshua Lieutenant Commander, executive officer, USS Hawaii (SSN 776)
Wyman, James President, United States of America
South Korean Characters
An Kye-nam
President, Republic of Korea (ROK)
Guk Yong-soo Lieutenant, Ninth Special Forces “Ghost” Brigade, ROK
Gung Ji-han Lieutenant, Ninth Special Forces “Ghost” Brigade, ROK
Ji Sang-hoon General, commanding officer, ROK Air Force
Kwon Major General, commanding officer, Special Warfare Command, ROK
Lee Joon-ho Major, operations officer, UN Command Security Battalion
Ma Corporal, Ninth Special Forces “Ghost” Brigade, ROK
Moon Su-bin Volunteer nurse, Christian Friends of Korea
Oh Master Sergeant, Ninth Special Forces “Ghost” Brigade, ROK
Park Joon-ho General, deputy commander, ROK-US Combined Forces Command
Rhee Han-gil Colonel, commanding officer, Ninth Special Forces “Ghost” Brigade, ROK
Sobong Lieutenant Colonel, Mike Miller’s second-in-command
Sohn General, commanding officer, Third Army, ROK
Yeon Min-soo General, chief of staff, RO
K Army
North Korean Characters
Cheon Ji-hyo
North Korean refugee, mother of two children
Cho Ho-jin North Korean citizen, Russian intelligence asset
Choi Sung-min Sergeant, neighborhood supervisor, Ministry of Public Security
Gong Kyeong-pyo Vice Admiral, KPA Navy
Kim Jong-un Supreme Leader, DPRK
Koh Chong-su Vice Marshal, Chief of the General Staff, Korean People’s Army (KPA)
Lee Ji-young North Korean defector, daughter of Lee Ye-jun
Lee Ye-jun Senior Politburo member, DPRK
Maeng Sergeant, special forces, KPA
Ri Il-chun Deputy Chairman, Second Economic Committee
Ro Ji-hun Captain, special forces, KPA
Ryeon Jae-gon Captain, aide to General Tae, KPA
Sik Chol-jun Colonel, bodyguard to Kim Jong-un
Tae Seok-won General, Sixth Bureau, General Staff Department; then commanding officer, Thirty-Third Infantry Division, KPA
Yang Major General, deputy commander, Thirty-Third Infantry Division, KPA
People’s Republic of China Characters
Long
General, deputy commander, Southeast Security Force
Shu General, chief of staff, People’s Liberation Army
Wen Kun President, People’s Republic of China
Yu General, defense minister, People’s Republic of China
Russian Characters
Malikov, Alexei Fedorovich
Deputy Director, Directorate S, Russian Foreign Intelligence Service
Telitsyn, Pavel Ramonovich Asian Department chief, Directorate S, Russian Foreign Intelligence Service
Map
(Erik Carlson Large Scale Map of the Korean Peninsula)
Prologue
20 July 2015
Heungnam Union Fertilizer Plant
Hamhung, North Korea
A gust of wet wind blowing off the Sea of Japan sent acrid vapors from the plant’s tall stacks swirling through the maze of rusting sheds, massive steel piping, and storage tanks. For a brief moment, the scarred, treeless slopes rising beyond the tangle of industrial buildings were visible. But then the wind shifted back, and the desolate hills were blotted out again.
General Tae Seok-won coughed, hacked, and then spat to his right, narrowly missing the highly polished shoes of the dapper, middle-aged man at his side. Even a brief exposure to the Heungnam plant’s caustic fumes made his eyes water. Some of the substances manufactured here—precursors and stabilizers for Sarin nerve gas—were used for the chemical weapons he controlled as chief of the Sixth Bureau of the General Staff Department.
The others, heroin and crystal methamphetamine, were essential to him and to many others in the hierarchy of the Democratic People’s Republic of Korea. Money from the sale of these drugs in China, Japan, and other countries around the world helped pay for the luxuries enjoyed by Pyongyang’s military and political elites—Mercedes sedans, gourmet food, and elegant furnishings for their spacious apartments and country homes. Making sure this plant ran smoothly was a vital task.
Vital or not, Tae felt uncomfortably exposed. This facility was dangerous in its own right, as the annual toll of fatalities from industrial accidents and exposure to toxic chemicals attested. And if one of his rivals decided to strike at him here, this labyrinth of pipes and tanks could easily be turned into a deathtrap.
He scowled. In ordinary times, he could have deployed a full battalion of security troops to guard against sabotage.
But these were not ordinary times.
“You seem uncomfortable, Comrade General,” a smooth voice said quietly, barely audible over the background noise of clanking machinery, pumps, and the blare of patriotic music from the loudspeakers.
Tae forced a smile as he glanced at the dark-suited man beside him. Ri Il-chun was the deputy chairman of the Second Economic Committee—the group in charge of coordinating North Korea’s military production and procurement. Ri was not a friend. On the other hand, he was not an open enemy, either. Their political and economic interests often coincided. Amid the ever shifting, complicated, and covert war waged between Pyongyang’s competing factions, this made him almost an ally.
Many in the West looked at North Korea and saw a monolithic tyranny dominated by the “Supreme Leader,” Kim Jong-un, and his cadre of close supporters. That was a façade, as Tae and his peers knew all too well. The political turmoil and economic stagnation of the past three decades had fractured the monolith.
Cold-eyed Kim Jong-un and his ruthless cronies presided over a precarious balance as the many factions within the Korean Workers’ Party and the armed forces struggled for wealth and influence. Whenever any one group seemed on the edge of amassing enough power to be truly dangerous, Kim could rely on jealous rivals to pull it down and tear it apart.
The system worked, however imperfectly and inefficiently, but it depended entirely on the maintenance of a rough balance of terror among those contending for power.
And now Tae knew that balance was threatened. This was why he and Ri were “inspecting” this foul-smelling labyrinth of poisons, so far from the convenience, and the constant surveillance, of their respective offices in Pyongyang.
He turned to face the other man squarely. “Comfort is not a concern of those who serve the Supreme Leader . . . and the state.”
Ri smiled slyly back at him. “Aptly expressed, Comrade General.” He shrugged. “That is good, because the news I bring is not especially comforting.”
Tae frowned. “The rumors were accurate, then?”
“Completely accurate,” Ri confirmed, his lopsided smile fading. “General Chu will be appointed as the head of the Department of the Economy.”
“When?”
“A few weeks, at most.”
For an instant, Tae stood frozen in place as he contemplated a future filled only with catastrophe. It was as though he were trapped on a sheer cliff, condemned to helplessly watch the avalanche of ice and rock roaring down the mountain toward him.
Ri’s report confirmed what his own sources had conveyed earlier. Chu and those in his circle were among the bitterest enemies of the factions to which Tae and Ri belonged. Chu’s old post as the head of the State Security Department, the secret police force enforcing the Kim family’s preeminence, had made him dangerous enough. His spies and agents were seeded throughout the military and the government, a constant threat to those with whom his interests clashed.
But control over the Department of the Economy would magnify Chu’s power exponentially. This new bureaucracy was a recent creation of Kim Jong-un. Tasked with tightening the party’s control over every aspect of the North’s economic life—including the shadowy trading companies that ran drugs and exported weapons—its chief could pry into the secret finances of any enemy, any rival, exposing all the illegal payoffs, bribes, and kickbacks that were the common currency of every transaction in the DPRK.
With that kind of information at his disposal, Chu could break anyone he desired, consigning them, their wives, and their children to torture, firing squad, or exile to a death camp almost on a whim. And he would not show mercy to anyone he deemed a competitor.
Tae felt his hands tighten into fists. Previous directors of the Department of the Economy had been relative nonentities, easily swayed and easily frightened into ineffectiveness. What madness had possessed Kim Jong-un to hand so much power to someone like Chu? And this wasn’t the first unwise decision by the young Kim. He seemed even less stable than his father.
Tae forced himself to speak calmly. “Can anything be done?”
“Officially?” Ri shook his head. “No. The Supreme Leader’s decision is final.”
“And unofficially?”
Ri hesitated for a long moment. He glanced over his shoulder, making sure that no one else was in earshot. “Others are . . . concerned,” he admitted softly.
“Who?” Tae demanded.
He listened intently
as the other man quietly ran through a list of names. Tae knew them all. Some he could tolerate. Others he despised. Some he feared. All held high positions in rival factions within the party and the military, with many commanding the allegiance of units in the Pyongyang Defense Command, the Guard Command, the III Corps, and the State Security Department—the interlocking security apparatus of the regime and the Kim dynasty.
The general felt cold. Even hearing this list of names could mark him for a lingering and infinitely painful death. Were Ri and these others serious? Or was this a trap, designed to ensnare him and others like him? A way for Ri to curry favor with Chu and his allies?
He looked up to find Ri watching him closely.
“You are wary,” the other man said. “That is wise. This is no time for rashness.” Then his voice hardened. “But neither is it a time for hesitation or cowardice. Like the rest of us, you must decide. And soon.”
Tae nodded stiffly. “I understand.”
Ri handed him a small sheet of rice paper. “There are two futures, Comrade General. The choice is yours.”
Tae glanced down at the paper. On one side, it bore the words 큰 위 험, “Great Danger.” On the other, it carried the message 기회, “Opportunity,” and a telephone number. He looked up again.
Ri nodded slowly. “That number is secure...for now. But do not delay too long, Tae.” With that, he turned on his heel and walked toward the black limousine waiting to take him back to Pyongyang.
General Tae Seok-won stood silently, watching the bureaucrat as he got into his car, unconsciously flipping that single small scrap of paper from one side to the other.
Chapter 1 - Warning Flares
15 August 2015
The Demilitarized Zone
Korea
The dead were everywhere, huddled at the bottom of the trench. Some had been shot. Others had been bayoneted. Some of the soldiers lay curled up, frozen in the agony of death. The rest stared up at the gray, cloud-covered sky with unblinking eyes and white, bloodless faces. Smoke from burning bunkers drifted slowly in the still air.