COH Story 27 Hunting for the Ice age by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 27 Hunting for the Ice age
Season 8 Episode 7 Hunting For The Ice Age It was snowing when they arrived. But then again it was always seemed to be snowing here. The air always had the crispness and cold of winter and the moisture that foretold of a coming storm or one just past. They had gone through a long list of questions at the airport in Bangor Maine. Have you had any of the following issues: influenza, typhoid, cold (of ANY sort) and a long list of issues he had never heard of. Also they had to confirm they had been vaccinated against an impressively long list of diseases. Most he had also never heard of except from the previous list. Finally they had to sign a release form that absolved the U.S. Government of any liability for injury or transformation occurring during their visit. Then the four people and a hundred pounds of camera, sound gear and even a camera drone and their personal possessions were loaded onto a S76 helicopter. The flight in had been rather boring at first. It had been sunny and
COH story 28 A Return To the Island part 1 by CaptFox, literature
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COH story 28 A Return To the Island part 1
A Return to the Islands By Christian Okane It was a fairly normal day in the city of Bangor Maine. Bangor’s life and culture had always been tied to the sea. Since its earliest years. Even now with far fewer ships at sea the waterfront was always busy. The days of the wharves lined with scores of cargo ships was long gone. The fleet of fishing boats was still there, Headed out each day to fill their holds. There was countless privately own boats ranging from small dinghies to large multiengine yachts and everything in between. And there were still cargo ships that came and went but the traffic was a mere ghost of past times. And the city was always a favorite destination of cruise ships. During the summer and fall it was a rare week that didn’t have at least two or three smaller ones docked there. While the larger ones anchored out in Penobscot bay. Each flooding the city with it’s cargo of tourists. One regular sight were the ferry boats. There are over a hundred islands scattered
COH Story 28 - A Visit to the Island part 2 by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 - A Visit to the Island part 2
When the group entered the bridge they found Bob. He was standing in the doorway on the opposite side. He leaned out and sent a bolt of electricity crackling down the deck. Just as quickly he ducked back inside. A three-foot-long harpoon slammed into the doorframe smashing it and sending splinters flying in all directions. “Trickshot go back on deck,” Bob ordered. “Go up front and go around the bridge. Killer Storm and Whaler are trying to get in here.” “Where’s Maelstrom? Nor’easter asked. “I’ve no idea but she can’t be too far,” Bob responded. “Who are you?” Moonshine slurred as he avoided the sharp spines slashing at him. “Captain Pincushion?” “I’m the Stonefish!” The man snarled. "Touch me and die." Still staggering along the deck he jumped up and twisted his body in a way a person shouldn’t be able to. He landed nimbly on the railing. The spines that should have hit him missed. They embedded into the deck instead. Ripping up the wood planking. Sea Viper lunged at him
COH Story 28 p3 Return to the Island by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 p3 Return to the Island
“We have a situation,” The message came over the radio. Misha, Strela and Stealth were at their base and relaxing when SOCCOM (Special Operations Command) contacted them. “A ship in Penobscot Bay has been attacked,” the lieutenant explained. “Unfortunately, it was the one carrying supplies to the ABERA facility.” “The place up in Maine?” Misha asked. “Correct.” “Oh wonderful,” Stealth commented. “What are you talking about?” Strela asked. “It’s hard to explain,” Misha answered. “But last year an Ice Age spirit woke up and took over some islands up in Maine.” “You were involved in that?” Strela asked. “I’d heard of it but the best info I got was the National Geographic special on TV.” “We were both there,” Stealth commented. “And he smacked us both about. Really good.” Misha nodded his head. “The air to surface missiles slowed him down a little.” “But not for long,” Stealth countered. “The spirit there is not the problem,” the officer explained over the radio. “The attackers
COH Story 28 Return to the Island P4 by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 Return to the Island P4
Getting there was not half the fun. Not every city had the well-developed teleport system that New York, Boston or Paragon city had. The closest military teleport was at the Maine Air National guard base in Bangor. The civilian one was into the basement of the Headquarters of the Bangor police. Their arrival at the base was expected but there was still a half dozen soldiers there waiting for them. With weapons at the ready. They had even built 2 sandbagged emplacements next to it. And the trio of supers found themselves covered by two heavy machine guns and an antitank rocket launcher. Misha had to give the correct password no less than 3 times before the Lieutenant was satisfied. “Welcome to Bangor,” he said. ******************* The official base of operations for the Super Group the Sea Watch was not exactly overwhelming. It consisted of a nice but weather-beaten, old, wood shingled house. It was located close to the water and had an equally weathered dock and boat house next to
COH Story 28 p5 Return to the Island by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 p5 Return to the Island
“Where are we?” Maelstrom snarled. She was staring out a frost covered window at a landscape of ice and snow. “We are in the exclusion zone around the island,” the Captain explained. “How did we get there?” She asked. “We drifted,” the captain explained. “Turn the ship about and get us out of here,” she ordered. The captain pointed to the helm; the ship’s wheel used to guide the ferry boat. The large wooden wheel was supposed to be attached to a steel column. The wheel itself was gone, and the column had several fist sized holes in it. She growled in anger and shook her head. “I told them to go easy. This is not a big problem.” ********** The object of all the attention and fighting rested in the middle of the #1 hold. It was a crate 2 meters long by 1 meter high and wide. It looked to be of heavy gauge metal and was held to the deck by 4 steel straps. These were welded to the deck itself. “What is it? Killer Storm asked. “It’s ours,” The Whaler responded. “Steel Horn can
COH Story 28 p6 Return to the Island by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 p6 Return to the Island
The nanites had given Misha many wonderful abilities but some had come from other sources. Integrated into the armor and suit he was wearing was the stealth suit, The electronics involved basically helped camouflage him. When he used it he wasn’t truly invisible but it was close enough. But all the technology in the world could not replace skill and knowledge. Misha had spent years perfecting his skills as a soldier and a ranger and it showed. Silently Misha lifted off the ground using the cyber technology the nanites had given him. He moved slowly and cautiously trying to make no sound or movement that might betray his location. He drifted along silently. Keeping three feet off the ground. Being carefully to avoid disturbing the snow below him. The stealth suit made him hard to see but it couldn’t hide his pawprints or any snow he disturbed. And it was only as good as the person using it. Even without the suit he could have done it but it would have meant waiting till dark and then
COH Story 28 p7 A Return to the Island by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 p7 A Return to the Island
“MAYDAY! MAYDAY!” “This is an all points alert! We have a giant monster attack underway in Bangor Maine,” the voice of Emergency Command said. Showing emotion for the first time. “All available units there now.” “What is it?” Trick Shot asked. “It’s an octopus the size of a battleship.” Moonshine looked at a tentacle that towered a hundred feet into the air. “He’s a lot bigger than that.” “Attention all hands!” Bob said calmly over the radio. “This is Sea Watch. Clear Penobscot bay immediately. This is an emergency order. Clear the bay and the shoreline. Get at least a hundred yards inland.” “Where did she get that thing?” Misha shouted. “There are reports of large sized octopus in the really deep ocean,” Orca said. “But nothing THIS big.” “Don’t you dare blame this mutant on radioactivity from the atomic bomb tests,” the nanites said in an annoyed tone. “That old trope has been overused.” “And besides we haven’t detected any excessive radiation.” “How about contaminants from
COH Story 28 p8 A Return to the Island by CaptFox, literature
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COH Story 28 p8 A Return to the Island
“Sitrep,” came the sharp command from the army. “We’ve hammered Lusca and knocked out most of his tentacles but he refuses to go down,” Misha explained. “He’s really trashing the harbor. We can take him down eventually, but he’s basically sunk every boat in the bay. If he goes for Bangor things will get really messy.” Misha watched as a trio of supers pulled survivors from the two sections of the now sinking ship. “Acknowledged,” came the response from command. “One moment.” Misha continued the fight as he waited. He understood that the Lieutenant who was his commander was talking to her Commander; Colonel Haslett. He was undoubtedly looking at satellite video of the fight. “Listen up everyone!” Misha ordered. “The air force wants to send in a AGM-244 Jack missile. But we’re too close to the city.” “Too close?” Bob asked. “We’re a half mile out.” “It has a thirty-ton warhead,” Misha explained. “The blast might not reach Bangor but flying debris is sure to.” “We can’t contain a