Survival

Chapter Two

Captain Lee Crane and Nelson had arrived back to the Seaview having been told that only five of 25 hadn't arrived as yet to the Seaview.

Nelson needed to speak with Doctor Jamieson having been asked to help out on this particular cruise to the South Pacific. He had arrived in Sickbay as the retired doctor was sitting in his office going over the reports on the crew.

There was a slight knock on his door with the craggy Jamieson telling whoever it was to come in.

Admiral Nelson hasn't seen the doctor in almost six months since he's been taking it easy for the most part. He looks up from the reports sitting on his desk. "What can I do for you, Harriman?" he smartly needed to ask the question.

"Doctor, I am in no mood for this at all having to recall all of the personnel from their shore leave. I just need to make sure Doctor that all of the personnel are in good shape for the trip." He says tiredly.

Doctor Jamieson will say the following to the owner of the Nelson Institute. "I will do my best Harriman since I figure there is going to be a great deal of tension?" he said.

"See to it that you're able to do your job with those that are working inside sickbay and the labs." He remarked with a hint of a smirk showing on his features.

Meanwhile, Captain Lee Crane will be the first to walk into sickbay for his physical before taking over his shift inside the Control room.

As Nelson was coming out of the Doctor's office along with Jameison. He was getting himself ready for the Captain's physical.

"Captain, please come this way for your physical." He responded that Lee was not exactly happy about it. He rather is in the Control room working. Lee began to walk behind the doctor heading into one of the new examing rooms on the submarine.

Lee watched the Admiral walk out of the sick bay to continue with his work in his quarters. Since they were waiting for the last of the personnel.

Meanwhile, Doctor Jamieson asks the Captain to remove his clothing to be replaced with a white robe to start up with the tests and exams.

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South Pacific is some 100 miles away from the location of the London Bathysprere/Diving Bell. A small nuclear submarine from Russia and two fractions on board had heard about the diving bell sinking to the bottom of the ocean floor.

This particular nuclear submarine is capable of heading down 3,000 feet to reach the bathysphere having valuable equipment on board they can sell for the black market.

Captain Damon Richter working for both Russia and the fraction groups from Iran had received communications from their radioman heading over to the Captain standing over the radar location. Their radar officer had reported about the possible location of the diving bell.

Alexi has had to serve on this particular nuclear submarine for the last three years. He had left his family in Russia after leaving to help the cause of the submarine and their Captain. "Sir, I have received the latest from High Command," he says with a slight lump developing in his throat.

Captain Richter takes the white piece of paper from his right hand to read the communications. "Thanks," he speaks in partial Russian before walking up front to read it while passing other personnel of the submarine. They had been out at sea and in different locations for the past four months as per orders of the Kremlin.

Reading the communications feeling slightly uncomfortable for the moment. His new orders were to locate the diving bell from London after having an accident to drop them to the ocean floor.

Speaking in Russian with everyone keeping busy with their duties. He will begin cursing under his breath. When his orders were to try anything to kidnap those inside the diving bell. These orders were going to be very tricky with taking in the scientists onto the Siberian Tiger submarine for Russia.

Captain Richter had placed the communications into his uniform while saying something to his second-in-command standing in the back near the RadioShack. "Commander Yuri, I need you to head for these coordinates for which I will be writing. Please have everyone ready to take in the diving bell into the main missile and have security there and take them to the security compartment on level four until we know for sure just what to do with them.

"Of course, Captain Richter. However, I have a question to be asking you in the first place," he says with the captain turning to face him completely.

"What question is that Commander Yuri?" Captain Richter needed to have said to him with a sly remark.

Exhailing briefly knowing for the fact he was going to get reem by the Captain. "Why are we going after these scientists on board the diving bell?

Captain Richter will say the following to his second in command. "They are worth a pretty penny with getting rid of them to the black market and the Kremlin," he remarked.

There was silence for a moment before Yuri walked away to continue with his work inside the Control Room and his orders to put together the security team once they locate the diving bell.

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An hour later, the Captain of the Siberian Tiger was inside his small quarters. Commander Yuri had called to let the captain know they had found the diving bell only 15 minutes away.

"Great Yuri! Place the Siberian Tiger 1,000 feet away from the submarine. Along with placing a tractor beam on the diving bell." he had given his orders to his second in command.

She was speaking in partial Russian.

"I will get right on it Captain," he says with a snicker over the intercom. He walked away to head for the main missile room where the tractor beam would be dispatched at the diving bell.