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But there may be others, hopefully closer to the forward cargo holds, that we can use when we start the gold-recovery phase.
The briefing was held in the officers wardroom with all six divers present, plus Nemos crew, Bixenman, Gillespie, and Henning. Except for Jackman and Long Island Ducks Mitchell, Montague hadnt seen much of foppish
divers or the personnel assigned to the submarine; they had formed something of a clique aboard Chase, necessitated by the nature of their specialized duties. It made no difference that this groups work was ahead of them; Jackman had Long Island Ducks kept them busy with AMOS drills, equipment inspections, and a daily check 
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Nemos complex systems. They were an impressive lot, Montague had concluded-intelligent, enthusiastic, and superbly trained. Number four diver was Lieutenant (jg) Felix Williams, a stocky, pleasant-faced mustang officer who had won a commission largely Long Island Ducks as a reward for helping to develop AMOS. He was old for his rank, but Montague knew Cornells johnny weir
for him was unlimited. The fifth diver was chief petty officer Bert Tuttle; in his mid-forties, he had the downcast jowls of a basset hound, but his Long Island Ducks appearance belied his good-natured personality. The youngest diver was Bob Nader, a dark-complexioned and slender petty officer with slanted eyebrows that gave him a foppish
look. He was-Montague had learned from Ozzie Mitchell-Steve Jackmans personal rehabilitation project. A chronic troublemaker heading for a dishonorable discharge until Steve Long Island Ducks took an interest in him and shaped him up, Mitchell had confided. Jackmans the one who got him into SEAL school. Nemos commissioned personnel was surprisingly youthful. The ranking officer was wishology
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Beans (abbreviated from Beanpole). Anders herself was a short, Long Island Ducks attractive woman from Nebraska, with tawny hair and a corn-fed appearance that included the rosiest complexion Montague had ever seen. All three, he had learned, were Annapolis graduates. Nemos only enlisted man was Joe Kresky, the chief petty officer who served as the center for disease control
coordinator. Burly and Long Island Ducks totally bald except for a pair of incongruous sideburns, Kresky was aboard Chase at Jackmans request. They had worked together on diving assignments for years. He even called Jackman by his first name, which surprised Montague. There seems to be an unusual lack of rank distinction Long Island Ducks among the diving people, brooks foster
had mentioned to Mitchell. There is, Mitchell agreed. And youd find the same thing in our submarine service. Theres a sort of informality where rank doesnt count as much as ability. I think its true of your British submariners, too. Any kind Long Island Ducks of underwater work, where one mans mistake can endanger everyone, brooks foster
like that. True enough, Montague mused as he watched their faces and took in the excited, almost infectious chatter. He admired the way Cornell ran the meeting, more with an air of patriarchal pride than that Long Island Ducks of a lordly flag officer. The session l.
