AFFIRMATIVE.
"Oh, okay, you know what you're doing. Sorry."
It's a simple matter of disconnecting the explosive from the igniter. There's probably a sensor located somewhere in the device that tells the igniter to do its business but I don't have to worry about that. With a pair of wire cutters, I snip the appropriate leads and that should do the trick.
AFFIRMATIVE.
"Good. Now you should be able to get to the guidance system controls. Do you see what looks like a closed laptop inside the compartment?"
AFFIRMATIVE.
"See if you can open it."
I do. It's exactly like a laptop computer, complete with keyboard and monitor. A screen saver displaying Chinese characters and a GyroTechnics logo flashes on.
"All right, now you need to get into the main menu. Press any key to do so."
AFFIRMATIVE.
It asks for a password. She tells me the password is "Taiwan000" and I type it in. I'm amazed that she knows that. It appears that Anna Grimsdottir is back in action.
"Sorry to interrupt, folks, but I have some news." It's Colonel Lambert. "The thirty-minute time limit has elapsed and the order's been given."
Damn, the time flew by.
"Our forces are attacking General Tun's army at this moment. The navy, the air force, the marines--you name it. They're unleashing hell on Tun's little army."
Shit!What does that mean? Is Tun going to set off the bomb?
"Keep working, Sam," Grimsdottir says calmly. "Tun will have to get a message to the submarine and give the order to blow the nuke. They're not going to do it without his say-so."
I hope you're right, sister. Okay, let's keep going. She instructs me how to get into the programmer's main menu. Everything is in Chinese so it's a little more difficult for me. Grimsdottir's Chinese is "fair" and mine is "okay" so together that makes a "pretty good," right? Accurately translating these commands is essential.
Once I'm inside she relays a series of coded commands. It's tough typing on the keyboard while riding the MRUUV in cloudy water. The chem-light is sufficient but with the gloves and everything else, it's easy to make errors. I have to use the backspace key several times during the course of typing. Finally I've got it all in and press Enter. The screen changes and there are several options available, all in Chinese.
"You'll need to select the option that says 'Course' or 'Direction,' something like that."
AFFIRMATIVE. I find the one that translates to 'Heading,' and select that. This takes me to a screen displaying the current course in common submariner terminology.
Then something odd happens. A red light illuminates within the compartment and starts to flash slowly and repeatedly. I tell Grimsdottir this and she says, "Oh, no. If it's what I think it means, then they've activated the nuke. Sam, do you see any kind of digital readout inside there? Something that looks like a clock counting down?"
I hate clocks that count DOWN!Yes, I see it. It must have started at 10:00, for now it's at 9:52 and decreasing a second at a time.
"Okay, Sam, you've got a little time but you have to work fast. The MRUUV is equipped with an automatic diagnostics program that checks the entire system to make sure the bomb goes off properly. It takes roughly ten minutes to go through all the tests and as soon as it's done, the bomb will explode. Try to ignore the countdown and go back to the laptop. I want you to type in these new course headings." She gives them to me and I try to enter the data, but I keep punching the wrong keys. Damned gloves. I finally pull them off so my fingers can be a little more accurate. The water is cold but not unbearable. I'm sure, though, that if I'm in the water for too long my hands will stiffen from the low temperature.
I finally get the new course heading entered but it suddenly changes back to the original!
What the hell?
I tell Grimsdottir this and she says, "Damn, it's the control on the submarine. They see what you see on their monitor and realize someone's tampering with the guidance system. I have to figure out a way to cut them out. Stand by."
Stand by?The fucking nuclear bomb is ticking and the clock now reads 8:43! The Barracuda is on a steady course right for Santa Monica Pier and I'm sitting on the goddamned thing.
I type into my OPSAT: IS THERE A WAY TO DEFUSE THE BOMB?
Grimsdottir replies, "Not in this amount of time, Sam. Hush, let me think."
All right, now I'm considering what kind of damage a nuclear bomb will do if it explodes out here in Santa Monica Bay. I'm just guessing, but I would say half of Los Angeles would be gone in an instant. Hollywood, Beverly Hills, Santa Monica, Venice-- poof!Millions dead. The nation's economy in chaos, which of course dominoes into the world's economy being in turmoil. World War III with China.
I can't let this happen.
"Sam! I want you to type in exactly what I tell you to," Grimsdottir says. "Make sure it's correct before you press Enter." It's long and it's complicated but I do it. It seems like it takes forever. I indicate that I'm done and she reads it again slowly so I can proof what I've typed. I hit Enter and a bunch of code appears on the monitor at a high rate of speed. After ten seconds of this, the screen goes blank.
No! Is it dead? What happened?
I begin to type on the OPSAT and tell her what's going on but Grimsdottir beats me to it and says, "You should have a blank screen when it's done processing."
Fuck, I wish she'd told me that before.
AFFIRMATIVE.
"Good. Now let's go back to the course settings menu and retype the new coordinates." I follow her instructions and repeat what I did earlier. This time the new settings stay on the screen. We've successfully shut out the Chinese sub's control.
The MRUUV suddenly begins to turn in a wide arc. I ride along with it as the device makes a U-turn and heads away from shore. But it's going too damn slow and I tell Grimsdottir this.
"Then we'll have to increase its speed. Go back to the main menu, can you do that?"
The clock reads 4:35. Now I'm getting nervous. I bungle the first try and end up back at the course settings menu. A second attempt gets me to the main menu and I'm ready. This time I'm way ahead of Grimsdottir. I see the option for "Speed" and begin to raise the scroll bar.
"Find the option for speed. When you do that . . . oh, I see you're already there. Good work, Sam."
The MRUUV accelerates and becomes much more difficult to hold on to. I glance upward and see the dark shapes of my CHARC's pontoons following along on the surface. The homer beacon is working beautifully.
"See if you can get it up to at least sixty knots. That's what it's going to take to get the thing out of range of the city. You can also direct the nose downward at a twenty-degree angle. That way it'll go deeper, which is what we want."
I use the touch-pad cursor and manage to steer the Barracuda into a dive but the damned thing is moving too slowly. Something's hanging up the computer.
The clock reads 3:20.
"You've got it to forty knots, Sam. You're almost there."
The speed is doing a number on me now. My legs are beginning to ache from holding on so tightly and I have to use one hand to secure myself while the other one works the computer.
"Fifty knots, Sam."