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PIPELINE STRIKE
David Robbins

Dedicated toтАж

Judy & Joshua & Shane.

To the memory of Roy Rockwood, who set the tempo.

To the memory of Otis Adelbert Kline, who set the style.

And to the memory of H.G. Wells, who showed us that reality and
speculation can be fused superbly.




PROLOGUE


The frigid blasts of wind howled at them from out of the frozen north,
chilling both men to the bone despite their thermal underwear, their
green fatigues, and their insulated green parkas.

"Damn, it's cold!" exclaimed the lanky lieutenant, his head buried in his
parka hood, his hands hidden in bulky gloves, as he stomped his boots to
maintain his circulation.

"What did you expect, Tyler?" responded the second man, who was
similarly attired except for a green scarf he had wrapped around the lower
portion of his face to protect his lips from the numbing weather. He held
his binoculars pressed to his eyes. Slung over his left shoulder was an
M-16.

"I knew this mission would be a ball-buster, Captain," Lieutenant Tyler
said, "but I never expected it to be this bad." He slid his right hand along
the leather strap to the M-16 slung over his right shoulder, his movement
slightly restricted by his clothing.

" To tell the truth," admitted the captain, "neither did I."

"I wish I was back in L.A.," Lieutenant Tyler commented.

"Keep your mind on our assignment," the captain advised.