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The bow gunner tried firing on the helicopter, but his arc of fire was liot off a few hundred rounds while the helicopter was still high in the air, but the rounds ide and then he could fire no more

Adahty feet above the stern, he pulled back on the cyclic and up on the collective This slowed the dive, then began to raise the nose Just as the R-44 hit the bottole switch Both pods dropped froht down into the stern of the last harbor police boat A static spark frothe rear of the boat in a maelstrom of destruction

With the weight and drag of the pods gone, Ada the Robinson toward the direction of the Oregon, he began to scan the water for the outline of the ship

“Scratch two,” he said quietly “I’ home”

WHEN a person is far out in the ocean and the weather is bad, the sight of anything s comfort and solace For the seven people and one Golden Buddha on the s chased by the Chinese navy, the bow of the Oregon looht of four of a kind to a losing poker player

“Steer over to the davits,” Hanley said over the radio “We need to get you aboard fast”

The two Zodiac pilots eased their boats into a pair of davits located off the port and starboard stern of the Oregon The deckhands had the boats and the people hoisted through the air and back on the deck in less than twooff the Zodiac when Franklin Lincoln walked over

“I played with your toy,” he said “You can put another ship sticker on the console”

Murphy s, Tex”

“Everyone okay?” Lincoln asked

“All but Jones,” Murphy said, pointing “We need to carry him to sick bay”

Lincoln walked across the deck to the second Zodiac and stared inside “Jones,” he said, s, “you look pitiful”

“Don’tme”

“You do what you set out to do?” Lincoln asked

“Always,” Jones said, pointing to the case containing the Golden Buddha “Now get me below to the sick bay and fill me up with painkillers”