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.He was just reaching the edge of the Banks when his radio crackled to life."Winter Born, Winter Born," the voice said."FAST Three.What is yoursituation?"Mike slowed the boat for a moment and propped the wheel with his still mostlyfunctional right leg."The nuke is armed," Mike said."Get clear.I read it as about five minutes to detonation." Withthat he dropped the radio, put the boat back up to power and headed for theedge of the Banks.* * *"Holy crap," the pilot of Seahawk 412 said, turning the helicopter to the sideand going to max power, nose down and hauling."FAST, this is SOCOM Six," the sat radio said."Copy weapon armed.Abort,abort, abort.Move towards Agent Winter Born's position.After detonation,recover if possible.Navy surface support is inbound.If you have to ditch,they have your location.""Roger," Captain Talbot said, keying his mike and nodding."We need to getclear, ASAP." He turned tothe team and waved."Mission is ay-bort! Weapon is armed.Say, again, weapon is armed.Prepare for ditching maneuvers!"* * *Mike had strapped himself into the seat and the boat was now on autopilot,slamming southeast as fast as it could go.He couldn't really see anymore, hisvision going gray and red at the impacts of the speedboat over the waves thatremained from the storm.He wasn't sure if the thing was going to go airbornefirst or if he was going to bleed out or the bomb was going to detonate.Whenit did, it would send a tsunami in every direction.The girls were probablygoing to be fine.The Banks weren't going to allow for a major wave and theywere not only ten miles away but shielded by the small islands.He, however,was still less than five, with nothing between him and the bomb but openwater.The boat hit a particularly bad wave, going airborne, its engine screaming, asthe world suddenly went white.He saw that, but it was really the last thinghe remembered.* * *"Oh shit," the Seahawk's pilot said, quietly, as a new sun erupted to hernortheast.Captain KaceyBathlick was a short-coupled brunette with moderate breasts and shapely legswho had wanted to be a pilot since she had read her first Dragonriders of Pernbook.She had considered all three services before opting for the Marines.She'd joined the Marines because she considered herself just as much of awarrior as the "cargo" in the back, and over the years she had handled morethan a few midair emergencies.But, as her stick and all her instruments wentdead from the nearby EMP, she admitted to herself that she'd much rather havebeen fighting Thread on Pern."BRACE! BRACE! BRACE!" she shouted in a throatycontralto as she prepared to autorotate.* * *"EVAC!" Captain Talbot yelled, yanking open the troop door.He grabbed theFAST Marine next to him as the trooper dropped his armor, and tossed him outthe door, then followed, yanking the quick releases on his armor in midair.The technique the Marines used was called helocast.It was a fast water-entrymethod that could also be used for just such emergencies.Talbot rotated hisbody in midair to turn his back into the motion of the helicopter.By holdinghis nose and putting the body in a "half-pike" position it was possible toenter the water from rather high and rather fast.But normally not quite as high as they were, and not as fast.And then therePage 104 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlwas the fact that the helicopter was falling towards them.The last thingTalbot saw before his feet hit the water was the rotating blades of thechopper above him coming down.As his feet hit, his body was tumbled backwards so that it hit on the legs andthen butt, breaking into the water in a V formation with a tremendous splash,the speed of the impact actually causing him to tumble in the water.Theimpact drove the air out of his lungs, but he automatically hit the inflatoron his buoyancy vest and bobbed back to the surface just as the chopper hit,with a tremendous splash, less than thirty meters from his position, one ofthe still-rotating blades slapping the water not far from his nose and thensinking out of sight as the helicopter rolled over.* * *Autorotation was, conceptually, simple.As a helicopter fell, its bladestended to pick up the spin of the air running across them.By occasionallyreversing the pitch of the blades, it was possible to use their momentum toget momentary lift.However, it worked much better at, say, a thousand feet, than at two hundred.The props continued to spin for a moment, giving her a smidgeon of lift, thenstopped and reversed.She was an expert pilot and had practiced autorotationhundreds of times.And she knew damned well there was not nearly enoughrotation going to slow them as she reversed.But they were going in, noquestion, and any lift was better than no lift as the helicopter plungedtowards the tossing sea."Oh, well," her left seat said."At least the water will be warm.""I'm just hoping to survive the impact," Kacey snapped, reversing the blades at the last moment possible.There wasa smidgeon of lift again and then they hit the water's surface.Hard.* * *Mike came to lolling on the sea, boat engine dead.There was a new sun justdying to the northeast and in the light of it he could see a helicopterpinwheeling into the ocean to his northwest.It hit with one hell of a splash,then immediately turned over and began to sink, fast.The engine had cut, but he managed to nurse it to life and turned the boatnorthwest, breathing ragged and the pain getting to be unimaginable.Spray hadcovered him, the salt like fire in his wounds.As he was running northwest he glanced towards the direction of the dyingfireball and, in the luminance of lightning crackling across its surface, sawone hell of a wave headed for his position.He turned into it, the boatlifting into the air again, and crashed to the water on the far side.Henearly passed out from the wave of pain and let out a shriek."Crap, that hurt," he muttered."This had better be worth it."* * *The impact had been bad, but Kacey had gotten enough lift at the last momentthat the water had only come up to cover the windows for a second.Then theSeahawk rolled over and started to sink.Choppers have, effectively, no buoyancy so the multiton aircraft went underlike a stone."Everybody out!" she shouted, taking a last gulp of breath as the water in thecabin rose up to her chest level.The water was already over the fast-sinking chopper, but she'd trained forthis eventuality.She found her chest and waist and removed her harness.Thenshe moved her right knee to the door and used it to find the door handle.Sheopened the door handle, grabbed the edges of the door, and headed out intoopen water.Her side was down so she had to pull herself around the chopperinto the open water.She had her eyes open so she could vaguely see the rotorof the chopper going past, windmilling, and it was a sight she hoped she'dnever see again in her life.Assuming her life lasted more than a few seconds.Page 105 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlAs lack of air got to her, causing a sudden panic reaction, she remembered theother thing she was supposed to be doing and reached for her HelicopterEmergency Egress Device.This was a small tank of air, generally kept on oneor the other leg, that could be used for just such a situation [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]
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.He was just reaching the edge of the Banks when his radio crackled to life."Winter Born, Winter Born," the voice said."FAST Three.What is yoursituation?"Mike slowed the boat for a moment and propped the wheel with his still mostlyfunctional right leg."The nuke is armed," Mike said."Get clear.I read it as about five minutes to detonation." Withthat he dropped the radio, put the boat back up to power and headed for theedge of the Banks.* * *"Holy crap," the pilot of Seahawk 412 said, turning the helicopter to the sideand going to max power, nose down and hauling."FAST, this is SOCOM Six," the sat radio said."Copy weapon armed.Abort,abort, abort.Move towards Agent Winter Born's position.After detonation,recover if possible.Navy surface support is inbound.If you have to ditch,they have your location.""Roger," Captain Talbot said, keying his mike and nodding."We need to getclear, ASAP." He turned tothe team and waved."Mission is ay-bort! Weapon is armed.Say, again, weapon is armed.Prepare for ditching maneuvers!"* * *Mike had strapped himself into the seat and the boat was now on autopilot,slamming southeast as fast as it could go.He couldn't really see anymore, hisvision going gray and red at the impacts of the speedboat over the waves thatremained from the storm.He wasn't sure if the thing was going to go airbornefirst or if he was going to bleed out or the bomb was going to detonate.Whenit did, it would send a tsunami in every direction.The girls were probablygoing to be fine.The Banks weren't going to allow for a major wave and theywere not only ten miles away but shielded by the small islands.He, however,was still less than five, with nothing between him and the bomb but openwater.The boat hit a particularly bad wave, going airborne, its engine screaming, asthe world suddenly went white.He saw that, but it was really the last thinghe remembered.* * *"Oh shit," the Seahawk's pilot said, quietly, as a new sun erupted to hernortheast.Captain KaceyBathlick was a short-coupled brunette with moderate breasts and shapely legswho had wanted to be a pilot since she had read her first Dragonriders of Pernbook.She had considered all three services before opting for the Marines.She'd joined the Marines because she considered herself just as much of awarrior as the "cargo" in the back, and over the years she had handled morethan a few midair emergencies.But, as her stick and all her instruments wentdead from the nearby EMP, she admitted to herself that she'd much rather havebeen fighting Thread on Pern."BRACE! BRACE! BRACE!" she shouted in a throatycontralto as she prepared to autorotate.* * *"EVAC!" Captain Talbot yelled, yanking open the troop door.He grabbed theFAST Marine next to him as the trooper dropped his armor, and tossed him outthe door, then followed, yanking the quick releases on his armor in midair.The technique the Marines used was called helocast.It was a fast water-entrymethod that could also be used for just such emergencies.Talbot rotated hisbody in midair to turn his back into the motion of the helicopter.By holdinghis nose and putting the body in a "half-pike" position it was possible toenter the water from rather high and rather fast.But normally not quite as high as they were, and not as fast.And then therePage 104 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlwas the fact that the helicopter was falling towards them.The last thingTalbot saw before his feet hit the water was the rotating blades of thechopper above him coming down.As his feet hit, his body was tumbled backwards so that it hit on the legs andthen butt, breaking into the water in a V formation with a tremendous splash,the speed of the impact actually causing him to tumble in the water.Theimpact drove the air out of his lungs, but he automatically hit the inflatoron his buoyancy vest and bobbed back to the surface just as the chopper hit,with a tremendous splash, less than thirty meters from his position, one ofthe still-rotating blades slapping the water not far from his nose and thensinking out of sight as the helicopter rolled over.* * *Autorotation was, conceptually, simple.As a helicopter fell, its bladestended to pick up the spin of the air running across them.By occasionallyreversing the pitch of the blades, it was possible to use their momentum toget momentary lift.However, it worked much better at, say, a thousand feet, than at two hundred.The props continued to spin for a moment, giving her a smidgeon of lift, thenstopped and reversed.She was an expert pilot and had practiced autorotationhundreds of times.And she knew damned well there was not nearly enoughrotation going to slow them as she reversed.But they were going in, noquestion, and any lift was better than no lift as the helicopter plungedtowards the tossing sea."Oh, well," her left seat said."At least the water will be warm.""I'm just hoping to survive the impact," Kacey snapped, reversing the blades at the last moment possible.There wasa smidgeon of lift again and then they hit the water's surface.Hard.* * *Mike came to lolling on the sea, boat engine dead.There was a new sun justdying to the northeast and in the light of it he could see a helicopterpinwheeling into the ocean to his northwest.It hit with one hell of a splash,then immediately turned over and began to sink, fast.The engine had cut, but he managed to nurse it to life and turned the boatnorthwest, breathing ragged and the pain getting to be unimaginable.Spray hadcovered him, the salt like fire in his wounds.As he was running northwest he glanced towards the direction of the dyingfireball and, in the luminance of lightning crackling across its surface, sawone hell of a wave headed for his position.He turned into it, the boatlifting into the air again, and crashed to the water on the far side.Henearly passed out from the wave of pain and let out a shriek."Crap, that hurt," he muttered."This had better be worth it."* * *The impact had been bad, but Kacey had gotten enough lift at the last momentthat the water had only come up to cover the windows for a second.Then theSeahawk rolled over and started to sink.Choppers have, effectively, no buoyancy so the multiton aircraft went underlike a stone."Everybody out!" she shouted, taking a last gulp of breath as the water in thecabin rose up to her chest level.The water was already over the fast-sinking chopper, but she'd trained forthis eventuality.She found her chest and waist and removed her harness.Thenshe moved her right knee to the door and used it to find the door handle.Sheopened the door handle, grabbed the edges of the door, and headed out intoopen water.Her side was down so she had to pull herself around the chopperinto the open water.She had her eyes open so she could vaguely see the rotorof the chopper going past, windmilling, and it was a sight she hoped she'dnever see again in her life.Assuming her life lasted more than a few seconds.Page 105 ABC Amber Palm Converter, http://www.processtext.com/abcpalm.htmlAs lack of air got to her, causing a sudden panic reaction, she remembered theother thing she was supposed to be doing and reached for her HelicopterEmergency Egress Device.This was a small tank of air, generally kept on oneor the other leg, that could be used for just such a situation [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]