Agent of Death
“Saturday 3 June, 08.20 hours.
Weber did what he was good at. He stayed calm when others didn’t. He gave orders and made decisions. He did so even as other men yelled in terror, unmanned by the alien world of a pitch-black compartment in a submarine, wallowing horribly from an explosion that shook every seam in the boat, and set the monstrous, improvised, untried craft groaning and creaking as the beams that held its tubes together wrenched at their welded sockets and tried to rip open the... four hulls and let in the ocean.
‘Shut up!’ he yelled, hanging on to the edge of a bunk. ‘It’s just the lights. They’ll come on again. The boat’s safe!’ Since the ocean didn’t come in and the boat steadied, they believed him. ‘Good,’ said Weber to the silence, and his memory pictured who was where in the compartment. ‘Sergeant Müller,’ he said.
‘Sir,’ said a voice in the black darkness.
‘Are you sitting on your bunk?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘Listen to me.’ ‘Sir.’ ‘Swing your legs over the side and keep your back to the wall – the bulkhead.’ ‘Sir.’ Müller moved.MoreLess
Weber did what he was good at. He stayed calm when others didn’t. He gave orders and made decisions. He did so even as other men yelled in terror, unmanned by the alien world of a pitch-black compartment in a submarine, wallowing horribly from an explosion that shook every seam in the boat, and set the monstrous, improvised, untried craft groaning and creaking as the beams that held its tubes together wrenched at their welded sockets and tried to rip open the... four hulls and let in the ocean.
‘Shut up!’ he yelled, hanging on to the edge of a bunk. ‘It’s just the lights. They’ll come on again. The boat’s safe!’ Since the ocean didn’t come in and the boat steadied, they believed him. ‘Good,’ said Weber to the silence, and his memory pictured who was where in the compartment. ‘Sergeant Müller,’ he said.
‘Sir,’ said a voice in the black darkness.
‘Are you sitting on your bunk?’ ‘Yes, sir.’ ‘Listen to me.’ ‘Sir.’ ‘Swing your legs over the side and keep your back to the wall – the bulkhead.’ ‘Sir.’ Müller moved.MoreLess
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