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USS TOWERS (DDG-103)<br />

NORTHERN ARABIAN GULF<br />

MONDAY; 21 MAY<br />

2318 hours (11:18 PM)<br />

TIME ZONE +3 ‘CHARLIE’<br />

CHAPTER 48<br />

The Chief Engineer dropped heavily into one <strong>of</strong> the chairs at the<br />

wardroom table. His coveralls were streaked with grease and his face and<br />

hands were filthy. “My boys have managed to restore pitch control to the<br />

port screw, but it’s got a lot <strong>of</strong> vibration in it. Obviously, we can’t tell for<br />

sure without divers, but I think the screw itself is pretty chewed up. It<br />

must have taken some direct damage from the torpedo hit. We’re not<br />

going to be able to run it at full speed, and frankly, Captain, that screw is<br />

going to howl like a dog whenever we run it.”<br />

“How much difference will it make in our speed if we run the damaged<br />

screw?” Captain Bowie asked.<br />

The Chief Engineer shrugged. “We won’t have exact figures until we<br />

put some power to it, but I’m guessing about five or six knots. We can do<br />

eighteen and a half on the starboard screw. With both screws going, I’d<br />

expect to see between twenty-three and twenty-five knots.”<br />

“But we’ll be noisy as hell …”<br />

“I’m afraid so, sir.”<br />

“Stealth or speed,” the XO said. “That’s a hell <strong>of</strong> a choice to have to<br />

make when you’re chasing a submarine.”<br />

“It’s not really much <strong>of</strong> a choice, sir,” Chief McPherson said. “If we<br />

don’t beat that sub to the Siraji coast, we’re out <strong>of</strong> the ball game. Stealth<br />

or no stealth, I think we’re going to have to sprint like hell to get ahead <strong>of</strong><br />

the sub.”<br />

“What’s that kind <strong>of</strong> noise going to do to our sonar ranges?” the captain<br />

asked.<br />

“We’ll be blind as a bat, sir,” Chief McPherson said. “At least while<br />

we’re sprinting. Sonar will be back to normal as soon as we slow down<br />

and drop the port screw <strong>of</strong>f line again.”<br />

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