Warshot (The Hunter Killer Series Book 6) by Don Keith & George Wallace

Author:Don Keith & George Wallace [Keith, Don]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Severn River Publishing
Published: 2021-05-24T16:00:00+00:00

Chet Allison seemed to be groping his way through a long tunnel toward an incredibly bright white light. His legs felt like they were mired in molasses, but there was a voice. A voice urging him to stop struggling.

“Easy, Skipper. Just lie still.” It was Henrietta Foster. “You got a pretty nasty bump on your head. Doc just gave you an injection for pain.”

Allison opened his eyes and tried to focus. He was still in the conn. His XO was cradling his head and wiping the blood away from a gash behind his right ear.

“The… the boat?” he stammered.

“Boise is okay,” Foster answered. “Looks like that last torpedo hit the coral just aft of us. That still gave us enough of a jolt to cause some flooding through the stern tube. We’re bobbing on the surface right now, inspecting damages.”

“And...”

“Crew is good. Few bumps and bruises, like you. Damage reports coming in. Port turbine generator breaker popped open. Re-shut okay. Steam leak on the evaporator, isolated now. Sonar reports loss of the TB-34 towed array. No signal and no continuity. All in all, looks like we were pretty lucky.”

Allison tried to shake his head, but it hurt like mortal hell. “We wouldn’t have been so lucky if you hadn’t thought of sneaking behind the atoll, XO. Good thinking. You saved our butts. We know anything about the rest of the players?”

Foster answered, “Heavy fighting on the island. Must have been assault troops on those rubber boats the Chinese were launching. It appears the Kee Lung was sunk. And both of the Chinese subs. There’s no way to tell who hit what in all that mess. But folks died. Lots of folks.”

Allison nodded, grimaced with the pain even that small amount of movement caused, then held his head as a wave of nausea rolled over him. He relaxed and sucked in a deep breath, which seemed to help.

“Just as well. I imagine there will be a lot of finger pointing from all points of the compass.” He felt himself drifting back into the darkness. “Good job, XO. Relay that to the crew, too. Something tells me we have steamed right square into the middle of a massive shit storm.”

“You may have gotten a good crack on the noggin, Skipper,” Foster told him, “but your navigation instincts are impeccable.”

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