In Harm's Way Page #10

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First reports, Admiral.

Two destroyers hit by mines...

One destroyer torpedoed by boats.

What? Repeat.

- One cruiser dead in the water!

- That's cutting 'em down to size!

- Casualty report?

- Anything on casualties?

Not yet, sir.

Casualty report on the PT boats, Rock.

Signal all destroyers,

- "Lay smokescreen and attack. "

- This is Plot...

Go, babies, go!

Stand by to commence firing.

All guns. Three rounds rapid-fire salvo...

Now!

Fire!

The Yamato came through.

Signal all ships to make flank speed.

Steer evasive course as planned.

You're wanted in Plot.

She's getting outta range!

Signal a 50-degree turn to starboard.

50-degree turn to port.

All guns to fire at the turn.

Bridge! Bridge!

Bridge... The captain's dead.

They're all dead.

- What do I do, sir?

- Stand by.

I'm taking over the bridge.

- Mac!

- I'm with you, sir!

Sir...!

Get up, sir...! The ship is breaking up!

Abandon ship! Abandon ship!

Nurse...

Nurse...

Maggie, he spoke!

He said "Nurse"!

Rock?

- Can you hear me?

- Maggie.

- Where...?

- A hospital ship bound for Pearl Harbor.

- We arrive there in the morning.

- What happened?

Better let me do the talking.

You've been asleep almost three weeks.

You were badly wounded.

Shell fragments.

But you're going to be all right.

What's that tent for?

That's the worst of it, Rock.

You've lost your left leg.

Egan?

Egan was killed.

- Tuthill?

- All of them. Except Mac McConnel.

He saved your life. Got you on a life-raft

before the ship went down.

He's here. You can see him tomorrow.

- I've got to know...

- Tomorrow.

Tomorrow.

- Your hands.

- Burns, sir, but they'll be OK.

Thanks for looking after me, Mac.

Some of the crew looked after both of us

until a tin-can picked us up.

- Gregory... beachhead... wiped out?

- No, sir.

They had the Japs boxed up

at the north of the island.

The Yamato turned

and fled back up the passage.

Why? We were licked, weren't we?

- Good morning, sir.

- Stand easy.

- You're a hard man to kill, Admiral.

- Seems so, sir.

I managed to get my command

shot to hell with no trouble.

Feel you betrayed them by staying alive?

Something like that.

Seven ships sacrificed.

It'll make a fancy court martial.

- He's still doped up?

- A little, sir.

Let me straighten you out, Admiral.

The battle in Pala Passage

was a decisive victory.

Skyhook's on its way

and the Japs can't stop it.

I'm having you flown to the States,

but not for court martial.

They'll stick a peg leg on you

and ship you back.

You'll stump to Tokyo with the rest of us.

You'll do it from the deck of a ship

in command of a task force.

Clear?

- Yes, sir.

- Then go back to sleep.

Aye, aye, sir.

You've got your orders. Go to sleep.

Maggie?

I'll be here, Rock.

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