Fallout (2007) by Clancy Tom - Splinter Cell 04

Author:Clancy, Tom - Splinter Cell 04 [04, Clancy, Tom - Splinter Cell]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2011-03-17T20:23:51+00:00

Chapter 25.

FISHER pushed the throttle bar downward. The bow planes responded, tilting forward and driving the sled deeper. The sled's twin headlights arced through the darkness, illuminating drifting plankton and the occasional curious fish.

When his depth gauge read thirty feet, he evened out, then checked his compass: on course. Above his head the surface of the ocean boiled, a ceiling of undulating white water, but here, a mere ten yards below the surface, the water was calm, with only a slight east-to-west current. Fisher could feel the press of the water against his dry suit, a bone-chilling cold that would have killed him long ago if not for the protective layers.

He saw something--a hazy vertical shape--appear in the headlights, then fade away. Seconds later it reappeared and slowly took shape until Fisher could make it out: one of the platform's pilings.

Each of the platform's four main pilings, as big around as a tanker truck, were connected by a series of smaller, horizontal cross-pilings, and diagonal I-beam steel girders. Descending vertically between this maze of steel all the way to the ocean floor would be the platform's producing wells, which could number as many as twenty. This platform, long ago decommissioned, would have withdrawn its well pipes and drilling sleeves, leaving only the remnants dangling from the underside of the platform like a massive wind chime.

Fisher kept the sled steady until the rest of the support structure came into view. He curved around the piling, then turned parallel to the cross-piling until his headlights illuminated the next piling. This one, though identical to the first, was on the platform's west side, which put it in the lee of the current. He pushed the throttle bar up and ascended alongside the piling until the headlights illuminated a vertical steel ladder. This was the lower access ladder, used by divers to inspect the platform's submerged structures. He reached out and gave the lowermost rung a firm tug; it held.

He unhooked his face mask's hose from the sled's tanks and hooked into his chest rebreather, then lifted a thumb-size plastic cover on the dash and pressed a red button. On either side of the sled's nose cone, the buoyancy chambers opened. Seconds later the sled tipped over nose first and slid into the depths.

Fisher grabbed the ladder and started climbing.

The ladder rose thirty feet, the last ten out of the water, and ended at a square catwalk bordered by safety rails. Another ladder, this one enclosed by a cage, continued up the piling to another catwalk, encircling the piling. He paused here to strip off his dry suit and toss it over the side, then followed the catwalk to the back side of the piling where he found a set of grated steps that continued up the piling, switchbacking until it ended at a door-size horizontal hatch.

He climbed to the second to last step and tried the lever. It swiveled to the open position with a dull thunk. Fisher switched his goggles to NV, drew his pistol, put his back against the hatch, tightened his legs, then stood up a few inches.

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