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Cant understand how they drop so fast. Youd think theyd be more buoyant; they must weigh a ton.
Mitchell had just dislodged the third crate when it happened.
Not quite like the last time.
Williamss helmet light went out first.
Then Carlsons.
Followed by Tuttles.
Next Mitchells.
Jackmans was the last.
And down More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon came the heavy crate, unseen, falling bird rock bandits
the dark water toward the most vulnerable spot on the commanders suit: the AMOS helmet.
Instinct and athletic reflexes saved Jackmans life. Even as his own strobe failed, he knew Mitchell already had loosened the crate. He never saw it More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon fall, but he sensed its oncoming mass, as a veteran quarterback can 
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a blind-side hit from an oncoming tackler. A second before the impact, he fell back and took the blow on the left leg of his suit, the crate striking just below the kneecap, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon where AMOSs armor was thinnest. Excruciating pain shot up his thigh to his groin and he cried out as bird rock bandits
lower leg of the AMOS bent forward, past its electronic and mechanical safety stops. Mitchell shouted frantically, Steve, was that you? Are you hurt?
Jackman ground out an More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon answer through gritted teeth, I think my legs dislocated or broken, Ozzie. I got hit by that crate. My suits knee joint is jammed; 
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bent out in the wrong direction. Oh shit! Mitchell groaned. Weve gotta get you out of here. Tuttle said in a defeated tone, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon A goddamned bat couldnt find its way out of here. Anderss anxious voice sounded in their earphones. Steve, we heard that ... about the broken leg. Jeff wants you to go oklahoma city marathon
to the other hold, and well lift you out on the net. Jackman took a deep More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon breath. Didnt you hear what Tuttle said? Our helmet lights are out. There was no reaction from Nemo to that news. He could imagine the consternation it had caused. He added, Dont say anything to Cornell yet. softball fight
we can figure a way out of this before More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon we get him tying up the comm circuits.
Lieutenant Lawrence came on. Steve, is Fay still stationed at that bulkhead hole?
Carlson answered herself. Affirmative ... I think. In this darkness, Im not sure where Im at.
Keep talking and let the others see if 
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can navigate from More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon your signal strength. Mitchell barked, That wont do Steve any good. Im on top of these damned crates and we have to get him up before anyone can get to Carlson. Jackman could almost visualize Lawrence running a hand through his blond hair in frustration. Sorry, I More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon didnt realize that. Steve, bethany mclean
about you tapping on something metal so they can find you? Bang on your suit if you have to. Ill try it, Williams volunteered. Steve, hit your free claw on the deck plates. Jackman complied, cycling his mechanical arm back and forth to More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon clang his suits manipulator onto the metal floor of the victor harris
pounding. They heard a thud, followed by an expletive. I just hit a wall or something, Williams announced. Steve, am I getting close? Jackman, trying to keep the pain out of his voice, said, You sound farther More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Mary Ann Glendon away than before. Its no use, Nemo. Were totally disoriented, and if we start moving around kirstie alley
this black muck, someone else could get hurt. Ozzie, I cant think straight; this legs killing me. Any ideas.
