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Paul slid forward and grabbed the nozzle “Okay, go!”

Marchetti let go, and it took all of Paul’s strength to keep the hose on target As Marchetti lumbered forward, Paul washed down the flaht on a wide-pattern setting, drenching Marchetti purposefully in the process

He watched as Marchetti h the first wave of flame and continued forward only to be suddenly obscured by a sideways blast of fire and smoke Paul directed the hose into the blast and forced the flah

“Marchetti?”

He heard nothing

“Marchetti?!”

The s He eating inside the fire suit, and his eyes were stinging badly from the fumes and the salt of his own perspiration He washed the ay back and forth with the spray until he saw a diround Marchetti’s beacon

“Marchetti’s down!” Paul shouted “I’et him”

He shut off the nozzle, dropped the hose and ran forward The crew him down as he went

He made it past the blast furnace of the open flame and reached Marchetti Marchetti’s hood was blackened, hisbeam Paul pressed the hed and came around

“Help me up,” he said

An explosion shook the engine room, and debris rained down on them from above Paul lifted Marchetti to his feet, but he immediately stumbled back down to his knees He put a hand out

“No balance,” he said

Paul heaved hied forward like two ed potato-sack race They reached the wall The manual override beckoned

“We’ve oing to trigger the Halon”