Ordinarily the military least wants to have the othersknow the final details of their war plans.But, logically, there would be times--
"Would you like to see the problem first-hand?" the general asked, innocently.
The CIA man took a quick look at his wristwatch. "O.K., if it doesn't take too long. It's late enough already."
"It won't take very long, will it, Ford?" the general said, getting out of his chair.
"Not very long," Ford agreed. "Only a lifetime."
The CIA man grunted as they went to the doorway and left the general's office. Going down the dark, deserted hallway, their footsteps echoed hollowly.
"I can't overemphasize the seriousness of the problem," General LeRoy said to the CIA man. "Eight ranking members of the General Staff have either resigned their commissions or gone straight to the violent ward after just one session with the computer."
The CIA man scowled. "Is this area Secure?"
General LeRoy's face turned red. "This entire building is as Secure as any edifice in the Free World, mister. And it's empty. We're the only living people inside here
The Pentagon has developed a supercomputer that not only plays war games in the minutest detail, but also directly inputs its results into the brain of the player. The military has been training its generals using the machine, and now there is a rather urgent assignment for the CIA to complete.
Short, to the point, with a nice moral.
Interesting, if not particularly gripping, story of the big end-game as brought about by war.