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It is 2009 and North Korea has purchased four outdated submarine launched ballistic missile boosters from a French company tasked with destroying the rockets. Because they are not a weapon in and of themselves, international law governing the sale of strategic weapons can not prevent the acquisition. Both the US and Canadian governments however, know too well what the unstable North Korean leader intends for the
When a carefully planned covert mission by US Navy SEALs to intercept the rockets unravels due to mechanical problems with the US Navy ultra quiet spy submarine USS Jimmy Carter, a replacement must be found and quickly! The surprising solution comes in the form of a Canadian submarine.
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Half an hour later he strolled into HMCS Corner Brook's junior mess to find a few of his crew
“Attention on deck!” Boris jumped up when he spotted Commander Simpson.
“We don’t do that here lieutenant. People keep hitting their heads on things when they stand up too fast.” Mike grinned and extended his hand to Boris.
“Thank you sir. Just being respectful first time meeting you, sir,” Boris returned the smile and introduced Mike to his men.
“Good to have you aboard gentlemen,” Mike announced after greeting each of the men in turn. “I hope you find the accommodations acceptable. If the crew become a bit too nosey, just let me or one of the other officers know and we’ll shoo them out.”
“No, they’re just fine, sir,” said Boris. “We don’t mind educating them about our equipment and getting to know each other, and besides, when we’re out there pounding on the hull to be let back in, we want to think of the whole boat being interested in picking us up,” he finished with a grin.
“Chief Cole? Yes sir. Good man…or snoop as we call him,” Boris laughed, then narrowed his eyes. “Of course the Chief of Naval Operations might not see it that way,” he added.
“Excuse me?” Mike asked, not sure if the lieutenant was joking or not.
“Oh, you’ll have to ask Mr. Cole about that one, sir. I’m not even sure that it’s not ‘need to know’.” The whole team laughed this time and Mike made a note to have a chat with his chief petty officer and find out what he had done. The CNO? Maybe it’s time for young Mr. Cole to join the surface fleet, thought Mike, afraid to even imagine what might have happened.
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Copyright © 2006 by Daniel Lloyd Little