Solar Strike AKA Solar Attack Page #6

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Lucas. What you propose is very risky.

I will weigh all these options

and I will get back to you.

He's not going to do it.

Do you blame him?

I will when we all die.

You made your pitch.

The President has all the information.

He doesn't realize we're out of time.

Excuse me.

- Lucas, where are you going?

- The "Voznesensk".

The what?

Look, I know

that Russian sub commander, Joanna.

Before the MAV was airborne, it was tested

for splash down in the North Atlantic.

The man in charge of the tests was a

Russian sub captain named Gregorovitch.

After the final tests,

he was assigned to the Voznesensk

to do routine patrols in the Arctic.

If that's him, there's a chance,

however slight,

that I will be able to board that sub.

Look. I know

you have a relationship there,

but they're on high alert,

there's no Russian Submarine Commander

is gonna let an American

on board his sub!

That's the best shot we've got.

Look, we don't have much time

before the largest of the CMEs hits.

The real job is yours.

We can't figure out the coordinates

to launch the ordnance

until we know exactly

where that CME has penetrated,

its speed and trajectory.

Jim, you need to run the calcs with

Joanna, pinpoint me a location.

We'll only have one chance at this.

You really think they're gonna

let you on a Russian sub?

I'm gonna give it a shot.

Get their last known coordinates,

take my jet to Iceland.

And charter a helicopter from there.

All right.

Lucas, waits!

Here we go.

Here we go is what?

You know, the whole...

You might not see me again since.

And what I'm doing is noble and...

That you have me all wrong.

Tell me I'm wrong.

You're wrong.

I just want to give you this.

Right.

Joanna.

Yeah.

I know.

I am arrogant, rude, self-absorbed...

You can just keep to count.

Pain-hater.

Once in a while to be bipolar...

- Bipolar? Me?

- Sometimes. Yes.

- Arrogant.

- You've covered that one.

Yeah, that one can be count twice.

But?

But...

what you are doing is very noble and...

Maybe I did have you all wrong.

I see you when you get back.

Ok?

Yes, you will.

Okay, see you.

I see.

No, thank you, sir.

We just got a fragmentary communication

and I'm not quite sure...

Brad, what is it?

I think New Zealand was

just obliterated in a fire storm.

There are unconfirmed reports

from Sydney, Australia today

that the sky to the southeast

in the direction of New Zealand

was seen to erupt in flames.

Communications from New Zealand,

including deep-sea cable have stopped.

And scientists are suggesting

a CME may have breached the ozone,

- causing unforeseeable damage.

- My God.

- What is certain is that until now,

- This is really happening.

The human component of this solar storm

has been the most unpredictable.

Complete civil unrest has broken out

in several countries,

leading to the imposition

of martial law.

But, as events in the Republic of

Georgia and South Africa show,

even military curfews

have been ineffective

against the near hysterical

spread of panic and violence

as people fear the end of the world

has arrived.

- Mr. President?

- Yeah.

We have absolute confirmation

that New Zealand's been destroyed.

Foster was right.

The ozone has been breached.

You know uh, Frank, I've known

Lucas Foster for more than twenty years

and he's been right more times

than I can remember.

- Sir?

- Mmm.

Lucas Foster has gone

off the reservation.

What are you talking about?

I've received word that he's trying

to link up with a Russian sub.

You don't mean that Russian sub

that's off the coast of Greenland.

Yes, sir.

I've also received confirmation that

this Russian sub is armed with nukes.

Where is he now?

Captain, you need to

take a look at this.

We've got massive interference

on the sonar.

What the hell?

We're losing power, Sir.

How is that possible?

Get me a read on that sonar.

- Get our damned radio to work.

- Yes, Sir.

Get me the engine room.

I need to know

what's going on with the power.

Calling Russian Navy Submarine

"The Voznesensk".

This is Lucas Foster.

I'm in a civilian helicopter.

Do you read me?

Calling "The Voznesensk".

This is Lucas Foster.

Do you read me?

Calling Russian Navy submarine.

The Voznesensk.

This is Lucas Foster.

I'm in a civilian helicopter.

Do you read me?

Captain! We have an incoming craft.

I believe it is a helicopter, sir.

A helicopter?

All the way out here? Are you sure?

Yes. I can hear it, a helicopter.

- It. Troiska.

- Yes, sir.

Take us to periscope depth immediately.

We need visual confirmation.

Calling the Voznesensk.

This is Lucas Foster.

Do you read me, Vosnesensk?

Captain, this is the radio room.

We have an incoming transmission.

Patch this through speakers.

It's coming in over the short wave, Sir.

Captain, we reached the periscope depth.

Lieutenant Troiska,

you must see this.

Do you read me?

What's happening up there?

Calling Russian navy submarine.

The Vosnesensk.

Sir, it must be a trap.

The Americans have disabled

our communications

and this is just a ploy

to get us to the surface.

Calling Russian navy submarine.

The Vosnesensk.

It is civilian helicopter.

This is Lucas Foster.

Misha, if you can hear me,

I've got your favorite Cuban,

hand-rolled by Castro himself.

Take her up.

Captain. Please reconsider.

This is against military protocol.

Do you read me Voznesensk?

You are correct, Lieutenant.

Surface now.

I will not repeat the order again.

Yes, Sir.

- Is anyone out there?

- Surfacing.

Can you hear me, Vosnesensk?

Lucas my friend, we are receiving you.

And I have given the order to surface.

Yes.

Misha? You are a lovely sight.

- Let's take it down.

- Yeah.

Admiral, Intel has been picking up

chatter around the globe.

Several regions in the Northern Hemisphere

are reporting fires in the sky.

Clouds spontaneously combusting.

Do we know if Foster

boarded the Russian sub yet?

No.

Well, I guess we'd better

get ready for hell on Earth.

Ah. Captain.

Lucas!

I hope you understand.

I'm in violation of strict orders

having you aboard this vessel.

I assure you, Captain,

it's for a good reason.

Besides you're not able to communicate

with your command operations, are you?

How do you know this?

Because your main COMSA dropped out of the sky.

What is going on out there?

The communications, the sky...

We're being assaulted

by a massive solar storm.

I don't have time to give you

a detailed explanation,

but it's bad. It's real bad.

And I'm gonna need your help

and your trust if we're going to stop it.

Joanna Parks.

The clock is ticking.

Have you heard from Lucas?

Not yet.

Look, don't worry, he'll call.

I hope so.

I just got the final trajectory.

I'll have the launch coordinates soon.

Hang in there.

OK.

Target the polar ice shelf

with our nuclear missiles?

Captain, the sky that you saw

was only a glimpse

of the worldwide destruction

that's been going on.

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