Hunter Killer: The War with China - The Battle for the Central Pacific

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His ride showed up at the Navy Lodge that morning, as promised. “Captain Lenson?” The driver peered up, bulky in flak vest, sidearm, and helmet. He had a black carbine bracketed by the Humvee’s wheel. “Needed a lift, up to Camp Smith?”

“That’s me.”

“Don this vest, sir.”

Dan started to protest — they were only going from one base area to another, and the temperature was already in the low nineties — but pulled the Kevlar over his khakis. Then wriggled in, jamming his briefcase by his feet and settling his combination cap in his lap. The motor roared and he settled back, trying to get comfortable in a seat obviously designed for someone much shorter.

Hastily erected barbed-wire-and-concrete barriers, as well as bright orange plastic road barriers — confiscated, no doubt, from the Hawaii roads department — walled off the base area. Dan shaded his eyes as the morning sun flashed off the Southeast Loch. Off Ford Island, the Arizona Memorial bridged white against the glowing water. Beyond loomed the gray bulk of USS Missouri. A war had ended on her decks, with the surrender of an empire.

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