The Ultimate Escape by Tom Clancy

Author:Tom Clancy [Clancy, Tom]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 8007884262
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

“I just read the roster for this afternoon,” he said.

“And?” David Gray asked.

“We’re going up against Dieter Rosengarten and the young Berliners again.”

Everyone stopped eating and turned to Andy.

“Are you sure?” Matt Hunter asked. Andy nodded.

“The roster says that we’re joining with a group of Brits from a school in London’s East End, and going up against Dieter and Masahara Ito and the Japanese.”

“The Japanese, too,” Megan said, then moaned.

David looked at her. “What do you care?” he asked. “I bet those Japanese students are afraid of you. You’re our team’s kamikazeV

Everyone laughed at that.

“These guys are only human,” Matt said finally. “We can hold our own against them. We have to.”

When they met back at class again that afternoon, the Net Force Explorers were sent into a veeyar simulation of a Royal Air Force base outside London in the spring of 1940, where the British students were waiting to greet them.

When they entered veeyar, the Net Force Explorers found themselves standing in front of an old English cottage in a rural part of Britain. A flagpole with the familiar “Union Jack” flapping in the breeze towered over the small stone structure.

A wide farmer’s field had been cleared and paved over, and in the distance there were lines of large, conical dun-colored tents where the men slept. Several hangars, a barn, and other rickety wooden structures housed single-engine propeller aircraft with the distinctive “bull’s-eye” British tri-color markings on their wings and fuselage.

Several primitive tank trucks were scattered around the air field, holding fuel— petrol, as the British called it—for the airplanes. A bunch of airmen were pushing the planes out of the buildings, fueling them, and loading long belts of ammunition into the wing guns. They also performed other routine maintenance chores.

In the far distance, past a copse of tall trees, Matt could see a line of four delicate electronic towers. They were the radar stations, which would alert the British when the Germans were coming. Matt recalled what he’d learned in class that morning.

The British had invented radar in the late 1930’s, and that technological achievement had probably saved them, and the world, from Nazi domination in the middle of the last century.

While young men in the prime of their lives threw their aircraft against the Germans in the skies, middle-aged British men, and young women of the RAF, monitored the primitive radar screens on the ground, searching for Heinkel He-Ill bombers and Junkers Ju-87 Stukas. And their Messerschmitt Me-109 fighter escorts.

In the end, it was the radar, as much as the courage of the British airmen, that saved England from conquest. It was a reminder of just how important technological superiority really was in the modern world.

Matt scanned the peaceful scene before him. It was a bright, sunny spring morning and the air was fresh with the smell of new life. Hardly the setting for total war, Matt thought.

Mark Gridley tapped him on the shoulder and pointed to the cottage. Matt turned. Then he heard it too.

Singing.

Matt smiled at his wingman.

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