Callsign: Deep Blue - Book 1 (a Tom Duncan - Chess Team Novella)
Jeremy Robinson, Kane Gilmour
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Tom Duncan-Callsign: Deep Blue, former Army ranger, former president of the United States and handler of the black ops force known as Chess Team, is visiting the team's new secret headquarters. The underground facility, known as Alpha, once belonged to Manifold Genetics, a corrupt corporation shut down by Chess Team. But despite being abandoned for years, Alpha still hides secrets. Security doors slam shut and lock, sealing Duncan and his assistants inside. As Matt Carrack, the leader of Duncan's security team, attempts to gain access, Duncan discovers they are not alone inside the abandoned facility. High tech intruders have infiltrated the base, their goal unknown. But a far greater threat rises from the subterranean depths beneath Alpha-failed regenerative experiments from the days of Manifold, and they're fast, hostile and hungry. While the security team are beset by ingenious death traps, determined mercenaries and vicious creatures that defy their imaginations, Duncan and his personal bodyguard must battle the growing tide of creatures, stave off the incursion of enemy forces and prevent the violent intruders from releasing the horror currently contained inside Alpha, to an unsuspecting outside world. And as the battle rages, a bomb quietly counts down in the shadows.
little effect as well. Then he noticed the spattered remains of the detonated salamander were still twitching across the ruined concrete surface of the platform for a moment. Ridley and his damned regeneration experiments! Duncan ceased firing at the beasts, recognizing that he was wasting bullets. Instead, he fired at Gen Y men that were already doomed to a death at the hungry maw of a violent overgrown salamander. He killed three before two of the remaining men on the platform noticed and
military after it had been captured. “Not worth it,” was the official call. But then the systems had been reactivated, and it became clear that Chess Team planned to use the facility for something. A few Gen Y men had been tasked with keeping an eye on the computer systems. It was only much later, when the motion sensors had suggested that Maddox’s experiments were still inhabiting the base, that the powers that be had ordered Gen Y to go back in. Maddox. That damned fool. Vicious man-eating
As the beast with the knife stuck downward through the top of its head leapt off the wall toward the Gen Y man, Johnson watched as the taller man turned and kicked out with one leg, his combat boot connecting soundly with the front of the leaping creature’s flattened looking head. In the man’s functioning hand, he tightly clutched the backpack from before. One of the other two salamanders was initiating its own leap toward the Gen Y man, as Johnson noticed in the slowed-down passage of time that
had engineered the power outage had set the computer systems to reboot after a certain period of down time, and the power to turn back on in Dock at a prescribed time, so that the Gen Y men could make their planned escape out with the Typhoon. But Duncan had put the kibosh on that plan, and the salamanders had probably done enough of a job of it even before he had arrived to be the monkey in the wrench. He assumed correctly that they would have instructed the computers to leave Central dark.
grunted at the sight of himself. He flashed what he thought was a winning smile, sharpening the fine spread of crow’s feet around his blue eyes, but his current disheveled appearance hid his good looks. He hadn’t seen himself look this bad since just after... He pushed the images from his mind, still not fully prepared to deal with his past—not with a movie to finish, and a mysterious noise needing investigating. He sat up. Pain surged through his head twice, following the rhythm of his