Flight 3430 by Druga Jacqueline

Author:Druga, Jacqueline [Druga, Jacqueline]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Post-Apocalyptic
Published: 2020-10-23T22:00:00+00:00

<><><><>

Naval Operations Support Center - Billings, MT

He could stop anytime, Gene kept thinking in regards to Wiley. He was a nice guy, young, and Gene knew it was some sort of thinking routine he did. Tap his pen from tip to end, then write something down, click a few keys, stare at the screen, repeat the pen thing.

Perhaps Gene was more on edge because he was hungry, tired and had spent the last hour looking at images some college kid in Gainesville had sent him from a weather satellite.

“Can anything else happen?” Gene spoke softly. He took notes on where he knew the storm surges would hit.

“Are you running worst case scenario in the simulator?” Wiley asked.

“No.”

“Run worse case. You have to. We have to plan on that.”

“How?” Gene asked. “Plan, how? Who do we warn, how do we warn them?”

“Well, we let those we’ve been in contact with know. Water is coming. I bet Gainesville is already on that. I bet they ran worst case scenario.”

“You’re probably right.” Gene pulled up the simulator, really hating to think about putting in ‘worst case’. He knew what that would be. If the rest of the ice somehow melted from the heat of the blasts, if the oceanic temperatures battled each other with warm and colder water. Looking at the storms, the water that would fall and carry, the ocean could conceivably rise sixty meters. That had always been the estimate science had come up with.

Putting in a sixty meter rise produced a nightmare.

Major cities along the west coast of the United States were under water. The California coast would be gone and a huge body of water extended from Chico to Fresno. At the widest it was fifty miles across, swallowing everything, except Sutter Butters which would become an island in the middle of it all.

Death Valley National park would be a lake.

The middle US was a mess. San Antonio, Houston, Baton Rouge … submerged. Water would bleed through the rivers flooding everything north, all the way to Memphis.

On the east coast it would be just as tragic, if not more.

Not a single coastal city would be spared.

Water would be carried two hundred miles inland.

Florida was gone with the exception of a one hundred twenty square mile area. The simulator predicted only one spot in the entire state would survive.

Ironically and oddly, it was Gainesville.

If Gene were a religious man, he’d call it the New Jerusalem. Spared by the methane, spared by the storms and water. A safe haven. The new and only beach front property remaining in Florida.

“Wow, that looks bad,” Wiley said.

“Are you kidding me? We knew it would be bad.”

“We’re safe.”

“A lot of good that does us,” said Gene.

“We can survive. Your friends are up there alive. Anyhow …” Wiley rolled his chair closer. “Want to hear some good news?”

“There’s good news.”

“Yes, I believe there is.”

“Then tell me.”

“I was looking at the models. Trying to collect all data before we lose power.”

In was almost a reaction motion, Gene tossed his pen in the air and slammed his hand down.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.