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“We need to close in on the island Hel us in now”

Juan activated his flex-screen panel He could see Max still sprawled on the dock, but it wouldn’t be long before they tossed him in the back of the pickup truck and drove him to the bunker

With the Oregon pounding through the sea at flank speed, the wind across the deck was like a hurricane Juan and George raced to the Robinson, where creere holding open Adaht a break The engine had just been shut down, so when George fired it up again he could ie the trans Only after the blades were turning did he pull on a headset and strap himself in

“Helm, this is Gomez We’re ready to fly Decelerate now”

The Oregon’s pump jets cut out immediately, and then they were fired in reverse It looked as though a torpedo had struck the bohen a gush of water exploded from the front end of the ship’s drive tubes, as she went into an eency stop While on’s revolutionary propulsion syste ability of a sports car

When an electronic anemometer, placed on one corner of the elevator platform, indicated the wind speed had dropped to twenty e fed the chopper power and lifted off the deck

“We’re clear,” he radioed as the skids whizzed over the stern rail

The propulsors were reversed once again, and the Oregon began to accelerate back up to flank speed The maneuver had been so well timed that they lost less than a minute

“Well done,” Juan said

“They say practiceout perfect never hurt”

Cabrillo grinned “Ego, thy name is Gomez”

“Chairman, this is Wepps Coht minutes”

“Fire off a triple salvo of flares,” Juan ordered “Let Max know the cavalry’s coe “What’s our ETA?”

“I didn’t file a flight plan or anything I don’t know, five minutes maybe”

Juan had synchronized his digital combat watch with the master countdown for the Orbital Ballistic Projectile’s iet the Oregon out of the danger zone