The Third World War fought conventionally, with no Jack Ryan and no single protagonist. It moves between a Soviet planning cell, a NATO frigate, an Iceland radar post and a tank column, and treats the logistics as the story.
Read April 1990, which was the start of a Clancy run that took up most of the next decade for me, including Patriot Games and Clear and Present Danger.
The convoy sections hold up best. Anti-submarine warfare as a slow arithmetic problem where everyone is guessing.
