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CHAPTER SIX
Eight thousand miles to the west, on the Hawaiian island of Oahu, Pearl Harbor lay placid under the hot, tropical sun. Overlooking the harbor were the navys administrative buildings and the command-and-control headquarters. This morning, the Nimitz Building More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night was off-limits to everyone except authorized power 95.3
Armed Shore Patrol units were stationed both inside and out, in the long, cool corridors and in front of the closed doors to the briefing room. The briefing room was the size of a gymnasium and could easily accommodate three More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night hundred people. Today there were only thirty, all seated in the first district 9
rows before the podium. The need for heavy security was reflected in the medals and ribbons that decorated the uniforms of those in attendance. Representing every branch of the armed services, they were More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night the senior officers of the Pacific theater, responsible for perceiving and eliminating any threat from the shores of chelsea stone
Diego to the Strait of Taiwan in Southeast Asia. Each was a battle-tested combat veteran who had seen more than his share of conflict. None had any More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night patience with politicians or theorists, which is to say they did not suffer fools gladly. They relied on their own expertise and instincts and lost season 5 episode 15
only those who had proven themselves in the field. That was why all eyes were riveted on the figure at the More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night podium, General Frank Richardson, veteran of Vietnam and the Gulf War, and a dozen other sorties that the American people had all but forgotten about. But not these men. To chelsea stone
Richardson, as the army representative on the joint chiefs of staff, was a true warrior. More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night When he had something to say, everyone listened. Richardson gripped the lectern with both hands. A tall, well-fleshed man, he was as solid now as he had been during his gridiron days at West Point. With his el pollo loco
hair cut en brosse, cold, green eyes, and firm More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night jaw, he was a public relations mans dream pitchman. Except that Richardson detested virtually everyone who hadnt bled for his country. Gentlemen, lets summarize, Richardson said, gazing over his audience. Its not the Russians who worry me. Most time its hard to know el pollo loco
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bed with them that they never saw through to Beijings true intentions. We sold them our most advanced computer and satellite technology without realizing that they had already infiltrated our major nuclear development and production facilities. Los Alamos was a one-stop More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page More Page Text From Last Night Wal-Mart f.
