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SEA OF SHADOWS 317<br />

“TAO—Weapons Control. I think we’ve got a kill on one <strong>of</strong> the<br />

missile launchers, sir. I’m shifting my fire to the other two cross-fixes.<br />

I’m going to need position data on the remaining three sites pretty quick<br />

here, sir.”<br />

“I’m working on it, sir!” the Radar Supervisor shouted.<br />

Captain Bowie keyed his mike. “Radar Supervisor, this is the captain.<br />

Calm down, son. I need you to keep a clear head right now.”<br />

“Yes, sir! I mean, I’ll try, sir!”<br />

The 5-inch gun continued to hammer out high-explosive rounds every<br />

three seconds or so.<br />

<strong>Navy</strong> Red warbled. “Towers, this is Firewalker Two-Six. My buoys<br />

five and six are hot! We hold narrowband tonals consistent with a Type<br />

212 diesel submarine. Initial classification: POSS-SUB, confidence level<br />

high!”<br />

The XO’s voice was incredulous. “How in the hell do they do that?<br />

How do they always manage to show up just when the shit is hitting the<br />

fan?”<br />

The captain keyed <strong>Navy</strong> Red. “Firewalker Two-Six, this is Towers.<br />

Take your shot. Try to make it a good one.”<br />

On the Aegis display screen, three <strong>of</strong> the ten in<strong>com</strong>ing-missile symbols<br />

winked out.<br />

“Splash three Vipers,” the Air Supervisor said over the net. “Chalk up<br />

two to jamming and one to chaff.”<br />

A quick series <strong>of</strong> rumbles announced the launch <strong>of</strong> another salvo <strong>of</strong><br />

missiles. “TAO—Weapons Control. Ten more birds away, no apparent<br />

casualties. Targeted two each on the first three inbound Vipers and one<br />

each for the remaining four Vipers.”<br />

The odd report stopped the TAO cold. He keyed his mike. “Weapons<br />

Control—TAO, why did we only launch one interceptor on the last four<br />

Vipers?”<br />

“We’ve expended more than fifty percent <strong>of</strong> our SM-3 inventory,” the<br />

Weapons Control Officer said. “The <strong>com</strong>puter has throttled us back to a<br />

shoot-look-shoot-shoot doctrine.”<br />

“Fifty percent?” the TAO said. “We carry ninety-two SM-3 missiles.<br />

How in the hell can we be at fifty percent <strong>of</strong> our inventory?”<br />

“Fifty percent <strong>of</strong> ninety-two is forty-six, sir,” the Weapons Control<br />

Officer said. “We’ve launched fifty missiles.”<br />

The TAO looked at the captain.

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