“0130 hrs. GMT. HMS Truculent. The Norwegian Sea. ‘REPORT!’ PIKE SNAPPED at Cavendish, as he ran into the control room, still buttoning his shirt. ‘Depth – two-hundred-and-fifty. Speed – fifteen knots. Course – zero-five-five,’ called out the navigator. ‘Water under the keel?’ ‘Plenty. Two-thousand-three-hundred metres.’ Pulling the back strap of his sandals over his heel, Pike hopped to the video displays of the action information consoles. The cross in the centre of the screen marked their own... position, the small square box lower down and to the left that of the contact. ‘We’ve been sprinting at thirty knots for three hours. Dropped our speed just five minutes ago for a listen, and then we heard him. We’d been deafening ourselves going fast.’ ‘Range?’ ‘Don’t know. Could be ten miles.’ ‘Or more. At this depth and with the noise we were making, he could’ve heard us forty miles off easily. Another bloody triumph for NATO naval intelligence!’ The lanky figure of Lieutenant Cordell appeared between the periscope standards.MoreLessRead More Read Less
You can download books for free in various formats, such as epub, pdf, azw, mobi, txt and others on book networks site. Additionally, the entire text is available for online reading through our e-reader. Our site is not responsible for the performance of third-party products (sites).
User Reviews: