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The Northwest Territories/December 7, 0250 Hours |
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Soviet science did not fail, it was betrayed by so called scientists who were unwilling to take the risks needed to grasp world leadership. We loyalists were forced to work with inferior minds and materials. Now, even our proud name is to be taken from us. MIKHAIL ORGONEV, IN HIS LAST SPEECH TO THE SOVIET ACADEMY OF SCIENCE |
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Joe Ryerson stood shivering in the shadows of two huge water tanks placed just behind the dock's jerry-built guard shack. The giant hoses attached to the tanks on the water side were for the purpose of washing any radioactivity off the divers the moment they came out of the water, and before they went into the decompression chamber on the Trudeau. The wind had risen. He could hear its eerie sound over the chug of the generators. The cold burned his eyes. Ice crystals, wind-driven, shone eerily through the pools of light from pressure lanterns placed at intervals on the dock. |
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For Ryerson the scene was all too familiar. He could have |
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