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Y2K: The Book! Excerpts Vol. 14

Posted in erbooker by erbooker on 04/24/2012

Y2K: It’s Already Too Late is computer manual author Jason Kelly’s first delving into the world of fiction, written in 1998. In this novel, Mark Solvang heads Solvang Solutions–a multinational Y2K protection software company faced with the heady task of saving the world from certain destruction. Intrigue! Action! Computers! The following are excerpts from my new favorite book of all-time…

Volume Fourteen

He downed the sandwich in four bites, soaking each mouthful in coffee.

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Dan wouldn’t have traded places with the Chinese for anything in the world.

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He heard war drums beating in his head. They announced to the world that the United States of America was coming, and she was not pleased.

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Captain Gong Shufang sat uncomfortably on the bridge of the Luhu destroyer.

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Schwager nodded. His facial ravines glistened in the window.

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He hated what he’d seen of Hong Kong. It wasn’t home. He couldn’t follow the chatter, couldn’t deduce anything from voice inflections, couldn’t even make sense of the body movement.

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Now he began to wonder what his place in Chau’s organization would be. Head of arms trading? Chief of tariff hopping?

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Chau must have intended sarcasm, but it was hard to tell with the Chinese.

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“This looks about as ripe as it’s going to get, Captain. I’d let ’em rip.”

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Morey bit his thumb.

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Captain Newell bared his teeth. The folds of his skin separated into a growl as the bulldog of a skipper monitored the progress of battle.

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He ejected too near the water, crashing into the rock-hard surface less than a second behind his dead Tomcat.

He never felt any pain.

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The move was daring and deadly–exactly how Morey felt.

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If people could only see the artistry of submarine warfare.

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Stupid torpedoes would prefer to follow the noise in front of them.

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Captain Newell made a fist. “Yes.”

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Sailors flew from the ships, arms flailing on some, others didn’t have any arms left.

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“Holy smokes!”

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The ship rose from the water, then sank like a heavy screen door.

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The sonar wrote dots and dashes on the paper in front of him. “Morse code, sir. This is a novelty.”

“What are they saying?”

“One moment.” The crew looked toward sonar, waiting, a little nervous. The party was momentarily on hold. “Sir, if I’ve got my Morse right, it says, ‘I still owe you a beer.'”

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A column of white water half a mile wide rose 18,000 feet into the air. It mushroomed at the top where it fell over its outer edges in a spectacular shower of white fingers. Nobody breathed.

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Surely, the boyfriends couldn’t be far away.

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“You already killed the television.”

“Yes I did,” he boasted.

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“There is one request I’d like to make.”

“Anything.”

“May I at least use the toilet?”

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The birds still sang. Tom looked up at them, remembering the days he gazed through the window from his bed while Adelle tended him. Terrible days. But the birds were there.

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“Bad?” Dubridge said. “That’s one way to describe it. You might also describe Hitler as rude.”

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“My God. This is only the beginning.”

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THE END!

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