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Yeah.

Great, I just hit a spy trawler.

Passed right over its head.

Yeah, they spotted me.

I'm gonna take her low

to avoid an infrared fix.

It is you who's responsible,

General Vladimirov!

You who has failed

in bringing down the MiG-31!

I--

I am trying, first secretary.

What about your plan?

This trap, as you called it?

And it failed, general!

We must proceed.

-Amplify the position of the Riga, please?

-Sir.

Now, a computer projection

of the new heading based on the sighting.

-Instruct the Riga to hold position.

-Sir.

Set a general alert

to all ships of the Red Banner Fleet.

Prepare them for the alteration of Gant's

suspected course. Give them that course.

What is the prediction

of Gant's fuel supply?

The computer predicts

less than 320 kilometers, sir.

-What are your thoughts, general?

-I am thinking, first secretary...

...that he has not enough fuel

to reach the polar pack.

He'll have to fly very low and at

a greatly reduced speed to conserve fuel.

On his present course...

...he should pass within visual range

of the missile cruiser Riga.

I'm on reserve tanks now.

Switched in a few minutes ago.

Don't know how much time I've got left.

Not much, I suppose.

Mother 1 never made it.

Well, let's just say we gave it

one hell of a try.

Missile cruiser, contact dead ahead.

-Target is not taking avoiding action.

-He will.

Can't take evasive action.

I'm too low on fuel.

I'm going in.

Let's see what this baby can do.

Now you come.

Homing device just activated.

Estimated 1-4-0 miles out.

ECM picking up infrared detection beams.

They've got me locked on.

I'm coming in at 20 feet.

Weapons system armed.

Rear defense system engaged.

I hope it burns up the sky.

There she is.

Picking up choppers now.

I'll take one out.

Four missiles launched.

Got two of them.

Boy, is this a machine!

You do not need to be reminded of

the absolute crisis that we face here.

The price of failure,

Colonel Voskov, for you...

...for many in this room, would be great.

The American is a dead man,

first secretary.

Good.

Pass the order to the tower.

You do not seem to agree with

the sending of the second prototype.

-I am in agreement.

-Then, what then?

Your cruiser is in direct line,

is it not, general?

Perhaps you're so confident

that it can destroy the MiG?

-No, I am not that confident.

-What are you confident of?

There must be something

you are used to do.

-Sir, message from the Riga.

-What is it?

Contact made with unidentified aircraft.

Missiles fired.

-And?

-The aircraft was carrying...

...some kind of drone tail unit

which detached and ignited.

So, what do you intend to do now,

General Vladimirov?

First priority is to order

takeoff of the MiG.

Yes, that is done, general. And next?

Order the Riga to head north in the wake

of the MiG at all possible speed.

Good. And what else?

Scramble the Polar Search

squadrons immediately.

Instruct them to proceed

to the predicted landfall of the MiG...

...on the permanent ice pack.

Order them to begin searching

for any possible loading sites.

The permanent ice pack,

General Vladimirov?

Yes, it is the only place he can

possibly refuel now.

There is no mother vessel.

Sir, the MiG is approaching takeoff.

Let us hope that we are

more successful this time.

Contact point, 90 miles. I'm flying on air.

Estimated ditch point,

60 miles maximum.

Don't know if I have the fuel for it,

but I'm taking her up.

Gonna try to glide her in.

Fourteen thousand and climbing.

Polar pack is in sight now.

We just received this, transmitted

with the latest weather report.

My God.

My God, he must be flying on vapor.

-Well?

-Well.

You're a bit of an optimist, aren't you?

We're releasing decoys

into the North Cape area.

We just heard from Mother 1.

He was spotted five minutes ago.

He's alive?

-Where is he now?

-Four miles.

Slightly over 13,000 feet.

-Still on the same bearing?

-Yes, sir.

Can he see the floe?

He will in a second.

Cloud base is 13,500.

Let's surprise him, gentlemen.

Prepare to surface.

I've got visibility again...

...but I'm not showing anything.

Estimated three miles to target.

Looks like I'm going swimming.

I don't believe it.

-He's coming in a hurry.

-He must know what he's doing.

Okay, gentlemen.

I cant use the brakes.

It's gonna be close.

Simple.

Let's get those hose lines down here.

Let's go, move!

Move it!

Check the nose nozzles.

Well, you took long enough.

Check the tires and the windshield,

will you?

When were they sighted exactly?

The submarines appeared seven

minutes ago south of Spitsbergen.

Airplanes were just sighted.

Well, then, there can be on question!

They have shown us their hand.

What is the latest from

the Polar squadrons?

Still negative.

No landing sites or fuel dumps

reported on the permanent pack.

Come, come, Vladimirov.

Is it so difficult to accept?

You were simply matched against

inferior minds. And you have won.

There is no runway carved out of the ice.

There is no mystical beast

waiting to save the American.

They are here! Now...

...order all units into the North Cape area!

Everything you have!

Captain!

We have a surface radar contact

to the south of us.

-What?

-Sixty miles out, constant bearing...

...decreasing range,

a collision course straight for us.

-Any idea who it is?

-Range is too far for a computer image.

That cruiser I flew over.

It's supposed to be headed

for the decoy area.

That's what they're supposed to be doing,

but somebody's been on my back.

There goes the neighborhood. If we can

see them, they damn well can see us!

Sir! The Riga is picking up

a radar contact...

...which they believe to be

too strong to be just ice.

They are showing it to be just short

of the permanent pack...

...but in a direct line with the American's

last reported flight path.

And they are awaiting orders.

In my estimation, this contact

is worth investigation.

In your estimation?

I believe I understand how they intend

to refuel the MiG at sea.

They have used-- Are using

a large ice floe as a runway.

The refueling ship is undoubtedly

a submarine.

That is the sonar contact

the Riga has made.

What, the aircraft has landed,

Vladimirov?

Yes, the aircraft has landed.

And how would you choose to

investigate this sonar contact?

Recall the Riga's helicopters at once...

...and send them

to the contact source point.

It would take 20 minutes.

Lieutenant Colonel Voskov reporting.

He has just made contact with

the refueling tanker over Novaya Zemlya...

...and is awaiting orders.

-He could be there in two minutes.

-No!

You may send the helicopters

after this dubious sonar contact.

But not the MiG!

He must proceed to the North Cape at once!

Vladimirov to Voskov.

Vladimirov to Voskov.

Voskov over.

Proceed to the North Cape

area as soon as refueling is completed.

-Repeat your message, please.

-I said North Cape.

They thought you'd need replacements.

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