Ice Station (Scarecrow Series)
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Anarctica is the last unconquered continent, a murderous expanse of howling winds, blinding whiteouts and deadly crevasses. On one edge of Antarctica is Wilkes Station. Beneath Wilkes Station is the gate to hell itself...
A team of U.S. divers, exploring three thousand feet beneath the ice shelf has vanished. Sending out an SOS, Wilkes draws a rapid deployment team of Marines-and someone else...
First comes a horrific firefight. Then comes a plunge into a drowning pool filled with killer whales. Next comes the hard part, as a handful of survivors begin an electrifying, red-hot, non-stop battle of survival across the continent and against wave after wave of elite military assassins-who've all come for one thing: a secret buried deep beneath the ice...
spacecraft. All other considerations are secondary. We want that ship.” Not once had the safety of the American scientists at the station been mentioned, a fact that hadn’t gone unnoticed by Schofield. It obviously hadn’t slipped past Sarah Hensleigh either. All other considerations are secondary. In any case, Schofield thought, he couldn’t afford to send any divers down to investigate the spacecraft while there existed the possibility that one of the residents of Wilkes might be a source of
or ten. Their minds reassured, the two divers continued upward. It was then that the first whistle was answered. All at once, about a dozen similar whistles began to coo across the dense aquatic plane, engulfing the two divers. They were louder than the first whistle. Closer. The two divers spun about in every direction, hovering in the clear blue water, searching for the source of the noise. One of them unslung his harpoon gun and cocked the hammer, and suddenly the high-pitched whistles
Hollywood ducked behind the corner as a swarm of dartlike objects shot past them at phenomenal speed and thudded into the opposite wall of the tunnel. The two Marines looked at each other in astonishment. A fragmentation charge. A fragmentation charge is basically a conventional grenade that has been filled with hundreds of tiny pieces of metal—tiny sharp-edged, skewed pieces of metal designed to be as difficult as possible to extract from the human body. When the charge detonates, it sends a
faces. Now two of those French soldiers lay on the deck, screaming. The third was frantically banging himself against the ice wall nearby in a desperate attempt to put out the flames on his fatigues. Mother and Rebound were also on fire. Beside them, Legs was already dead. His motionless body lay flat on the catwalk as it was slowly devoured by crackling orange flames. Over by the north tunnel, Buck Riley was trying to smother the flames on Abby Sinclair’s pants by rolling her over on the
ever lay claim to: Richard Nixon’s ear. What is surprising, however, is that after Nixon’s resignation in 1974, not much can be found in the statute books regarding Otto Niemeyer. He remained on the Joint Chiefs of Staff under Ford and Carter, a silent player, keeping much to himself, until 1979, when abruptly, his position became vacant. No explanation was ever given by the Carter Administration for Niemeyer’s removal. Niemeyer was unmarried; some suggested, homosexual. He lived at the