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Thats one less job to do on the next dive. 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 More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz out first.
Then Carlsons.
Followed by Tuttles.
Next Mitchells.
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the last. And down came the heavy crate, unseen, falling through 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 More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz Mitchell already had loosened the crate. He never saw it fall, but leslie
sensed its oncoming mass, as a veteran quarterback can sense a blind-side hit from an oncoming tackler. A second before the impact, he fell back and took the blow on the left leg More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz of his suit, the crate striking just below the kneecap, where AMOSs armor was thinnest. Excruciating pain shot up leslie
thigh to his groin and he cried out as the lower leg of the AMOS bent forward, past its electronic and mechanical safety stops. Mitchell shouted frantically, More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz Steve, was that you? Are you hurt? Jackman ground out an answer through gritted teeth, I think my legs dislocated or broken, Ozzie. I got troy ryan bellar
by that crate. My suits knee joint is jammed; its bent out in the wrong direction. Oh shit! Mitchell groaned. Weve gotta More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz get you out of here. Tuttle said in a defeated tone, A goddamned bat couldnt find its way out of here. Anderss anxious voice sounded in their earphones. Steve, we heard that french cuisine
about the broken leg. Jeff wants you to go back to the other hold, and More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz well lift you out on the net.
Jackman took a deep 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 
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caused. He added, Dont say anything to Cornell yet. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz Maybe we can figure a way out of this before 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 david duke
Im at. Keep talking More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz and let the others see if they can navigate from 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 More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz a hand through his david duke
hair in frustration. Sorry, I didnt realize that. Steve, how 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 More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz plates. Jackman complied, cycling his mechanical arm back and forth to best doctors
his suits manipulator onto the metal floor of the hold. Keep 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 More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz the pain out of his voice, said, You sound farther away than before. Its no use, best doctors
Were totally disoriented, and if we start moving around in this black muck, someone else could get hurt. Ozzie, I cant think straight; this legs killing me. Any ideas? None More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz right now, Mitchell admitted. Unless-he paused in full cognizance of what he was about to say-everyone stay where you are, drop to 309 area code
floor, and let Nemos lasers cut us an escape route. And where the hell does that leave you? Jackman demanded. Up here on top of More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz the pile. Jackman said angrily, That plans predicated on everyone being able to lie prone. Youd better get the hell down before I ask for those lasers. No dice, Steve. leslie
liable to come down right on top of you ... and from the way you sound, you More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Santa Cruz cant stand any more pain. Ozzie, t.
