Gate by Mayer Bob

Author:Mayer, Bob
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Cool Gus Publishing
Published: 2013-07-08T04:00:00+00:00

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The openings in the fog bothered Nishin. He was afraid they would be spotted. “We must take them now!” he insisted.

“We are not twelve miles out,” Okomo said.

“We are close enough,” Nishin said. “We wait any longer we will not be able to surprise them.”

Okomo pointed a finger forward and Ohashi pushed down on the throttle. The powerful engines increased revolutions and the tug’s stubby prow butted its way through the four-foot swell.

*****

“Here,” Araki said, handing what looked like a watch back to Lake. “Put this on.”

“What is it?” Lake asked, taking it.

“A homing device. I will be able to find you with my computer.”

Lake strapped it on his wrist.

“I’m not going to be able to pick him back up,” the pilot said, worry over the entire operation showing in the pitch of his voice. He had glanced back and watched Lake rig the parachute and gun and his enthusiasm had waned accordingly.

“You will not have to get involved. I will make other arrangements,” Araki said confidently. “There! She’s in the clear again.”

“I’m out of here.” Lake took off the headset. He pushed open the left rear door. Reaching with his feet, he found the skid. Holding onto the side of the doorframe, he stood on the skid, then dove outwards, assuming a perfect exit position, arms akimbo, palms down, back arched, head looking at the horizon. He waited a few seconds, then pulled the ripcord. The chute blossomed open and he quickly grabbed the toggles, to control the square canopy.

He could still see the Am Nok Sung on the open patch below and began a long, slow circle above it, descending all the while. As he was watching, a second ship appeared in the opening, less than two hundred feet behind the Am Nok Sung, then just as quickly the fog shifted and both were gone. Lake maintained his orientation and went down toward where he thought the ships would be when he reached ocean altitude.

Above him, Araki tapped the pilot on the shoulder and directed him to head to a location farther to the west.

“Ai!” Captain Ohashi cried out as they suddenly broke into clear air and the Am Nok Sung suddenly appeared a couple of hundred feet ahead. “Full reverse,” he hissed into the phone connecting him to the engine room. He rapidly spun the helm several revolutions to the right and the prow ponderously swung in that direction.

Every muscle in Nishin’s body was tense as he unconsciously tried to will the tug back into the protective covering of the fog. Okomo barked out a command and the Yakuza on deck trained their weapons on the rear deck of the trawler.

Just as quickly the Am Nok Sung was gone again, a line of white floating along its length and then the stern disappearing. Ohashi spun the wheel back right and ordered full thrust forward. “We will be on them in a minute,” the captain said.

Okomo turned and climbed down the short ladder to the front deck and Nishin followed.

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