mreilly.icestation-第90部分

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　The　eighteen　Tritonal　charges　exploded　as　one　and　the　blast　was　absolutely　devastating。　
　Three…hundred…foot　geysers　of　snow　shot　up　into　the　air。　A　deafeningly　loud　groan　echoed　out　across　the　landscape　as　a　deep　semicircular　chasm　formed　in　the　ice　shelf。　And　then　suddenly；　with　a　loud；　ominous　crack；　that　part　of　the　ice　shelf　containing　Wilkes　Ice　Station　and　everything　below　it…　a　whole　three　cubic　kilometers　of　ice…suddenly　dropped　away　and　began　to　fall　into　the　sea。　
　
　Down　in　the　ice　tunnel　in　the　cavern；　the　world　tilted　crazily。　Chunks　of　ice　rained　down　on　everyone　inside　the　tunnel。　The　collective　boom　of　the　eighteen　Tritonal　charges　going　off　sounded　like　an　enormous　thunderclap。　
　At　first；　Schofield　thought　it　was　the　nuclear　missile　Thought　that　Romeo　had　made　a　terrible　mistake　and　that　the　nuke　had　arrived　half　an　hour　earlier　than　expected。　But　then　he　realized　that　it　had　to　be　something　else…if　it　had　been　the　nuke；　they　would　all　have　been　dead　by　now。　The　tunnel　lurched　suddenly　and　Sarah　Hensleigh　was　thrown　off　balance。　Renshaw　seized　the　opportunity　and　dived　forward；　tackling　her。　The　two　of　them　hit　the　ice　wall　hard；　but　Hensleigh　threw　Renshaw　clear　of　her。　
　Schofield　was　still　holding　Gant。　He　put　her　down　and　made　to　stand　up；　but　Sarah　Hensleigh　whirled　around　and　pointed　her　gun　right　at　his　face。　
　〃I'm　sorry；　Lieutenant。　I　kind　of　liked　you；〃　she　said。　
　
　Despite　the　cacophony　of　sound　all　around　them；　the　sound　of　the　gun　going　off　inside　the　small　ice　tunnel　was　deafening。　
　
　
　
　Schofield　saw　Sarah　Hensleigh's　chest　explode　with　blood。　
　Then　he　saw　her　eyes　bulge　and　her　knees　buckle　as　she　dropped　to　the　floor；　dead。　
　Schofield's　Desert　Eagle　was　still　smoking　when　Gant　put　it　back　in　Schofield's　thigh　holster。　Schofield　had　never　had　a　chance　to　draw　it；　but　Gant；　down　by　his　knees；　had。　
　Kirsty　just　stared　at　the　scene　with　her　mouth　open。　Schofield　rushed　over　to　her。　
　〃Jesus；　are　you　OK；〃　he　said。　〃Your　mother。。。〃　
　〃She　wasn't　my　mother；〃　Kirsty　said　quietly。　
　〃Would　it　be　all　right　if　we　talked　about　this　later？〃　Schofield　asked。　〃In　about　twenty…two　minutes　this　place　is　gonna　be　water　vapor。〃　
　Kirsty　nodded。　
　〃Mr。　Renshaw；〃　Schofield　said；　looking　at　the　shuddering　walls　all　around　him。　〃What's　happening？〃　
　Renshaw　said；　〃I　don't　know…〃　
　At　that　moment；　the　whole　tunnel　lurched　suddenly　and　dropped　about　ten　inches。　
　〃It　feels　like　the　ice　shelf　has　been　dislodged　from　the　mainland；〃　Renshaw　said。　〃It's　being　an　iceberg。〃　
　〃An　iceberg　。。。；〃　Schofield　said；　his　mind　turning。　All　of　a　sudden；　his　head　snapped　up　and　he　looked　at　Renshaw。　〃Are　those　elephant　seals　still　out　in　that　cave？〃　
　Renshaw　looked　out　through　the　fissure。　
　〃No；〃　Renshaw　said。　'They're　gone。〃　
　Schofield　crossed　the　tunnel　and　picked　up　Gant　in　his　arms；　carried　her　toward　the　fissure。　〃I　thought　that　might　happen；〃　he　said。　〃I　killed　the　bull。　They're　probably　out　looking　for　him；　now。〃　
　〃How　are　we　going　to　get　out　of　here？〃　Renshaw　said。　
　Schofield　hoisted　Gant　up　into　the　fissure　and　pushed　her　through。　Then　he　turned　to　face　Renshaw；　his　eyes　gleaming。　
　〃We're　gonna　fly　out　of　here。〃　
　
　The　big　black　fighter　stood　magnificently　in　the　middle　of　the　underground　cavern…its　sharply　pointed　nose　tilted　downward　and　its　sleek　black　wings　swept　low。　Large　chunks　of　ice　rained　down　from　the　cavern's　high　ceiling　and　exploded　against　its　fuselage。　
　Schofield　and　the　others　raced　across　the　shaking　floor　of　the　cavern　and　took　shelter　underneath　the　belly　of　the　big　black　plane。　
　As　Schofield　held　her　in　his　arms；　Gant　showed　him　the　keypad　and　the　entry…code　screen。　
　The　entry…code　screen　glowed　green。　
　
　24157817　：_________________________　
　ENTER　AUTHORIZED　ENTRY　CODE　
　
　〃Did　anybody　figure　out　the　code？〃　Schofield　said。　
　〃Hensleigh　was　working　on　it；　but　I　don't　think　she　ever　figured　it　out。〃　
　〃So　we　don't　know　the　code；〃　Schofield　said。　
　〃No；　we　don't；〃　Gant　said。　
　〃Great。〃　
　At　that　moment；　Kirsty　stepped　up　alongside　Schofield　and　peered　at　the　screen。　
　〃Hey；〃　she　said；　〃Fibonacci　number。〃　
　〃What？〃　Schofield　and　Gant　said　at　the　same　time。　
　Kirsty　shrugged　self…consciously。　〃Two…four…one…five…seven…eight…one…seven。　It's　a　Fibonacci　number。〃　
　〃What's　a　Fibonacci　number？〃　Schofield　said。　
　〃Fibonacci　numbers　are　a　kind　of　number　sequence；〃　Kir…sty　said。　〃It's　a　sequence　where　each　number　is　the　sum　of　the　two　numbers　before　it。〃　She　saw　the　amazed　looks　around　her。　〃My　dad　showed　it　to　me。　Does　anybody　have　a　pen　and　a　piece　of　paper？〃　
　Gant　had　the　diary　she　had　found　earlier　in　her　pocket。　Renshaw　had　a　pen。　At　first　it　dribbled　with　ink…colored　water；　but　then　it　worked。　Kirsty　began　to　scribble　some　numbers　in　the　diary。　
　She　said；　〃The　sequence　goes　like　this：　0；　1；　1；　2；　3；　5；　8；　13；　and　so　on。　You　just　add　the　first　two　numbers　to　get　the　third。　Then　you　add　the　second　and　the　third　to　get　the　fourth。　If　you　just　give　me　a　minute　。。。；〃　Kirsty　said　as　she　began　to　scribble　frantically。　
　Schofield　looked　at　his　watch。　
　10：40　p。m。　
　Twenty　minutes　to　go。　
　As　Kirsty　scribbled　in　the　diary；　Renshaw　said　to　Schofield；　〃Lieutenant；　exactly　how　do　you　plan　to　fly　out　of　here？〃　
　〃Through　there；〃　Schofield　said　absently；　pointing　at　the　pool　of　water　over　on　the　other　side　of　the　cavern。　
　〃What？〃　Renshaw　said；　but　Schofield　wasn't　listening。　He　was　busy　looking　down　at　the　diary　as　Kirsty　wrote　in　it。　
　After　two　minutes；　she　had　three　rows　of　numbers　written　out。　Schofield　wondered　how　long　this　was　going　to　take。　He　looked　at　the　numbers　as　she　wrote　them：　
　
　0；1；1；　2；　3；　5；　8；13；　21；　34；　55；　89；144；　233；　377；　610；　987；　1597；　2584；　4181；　6765；　10；946；　17；711；　28；657；　46；368；　75；025；　121；393；　196；418；　317；811；　514；229；　832；040；　1；346；269；　3；524；578；　5；702；887；　9；227；465；　14；930；352；　24；157；817　
　
　〃And　see　that；〃　Kirsty　said。　'There's　your　number。　24157817。〃　
　〃Holy　shit；〃　Schofield　said。　〃OK；　then。　What　are　the　next　two　numbers　in　the　sequence。〃　
　Kirsty　scribbled　some　more。　
　39；088；169；　63；245；986　
　〃That's　them；〃　Kirsty　said；　showing　the　diary　to　Schofield。　
　Schofield　took　it　and　looked　at　it。　Sixteen　digits。　Sixteen　blank　spaces　to　fill。　Amazing。　He　punched　the　keys　on　the　keypad。　
　The　screen　beeped。　
　
　24157817　3908816963245986　
　ENTRY　CODE　ACCEPTED。　OPENING　SILHOUETTE　
　
　There　came　an　ominous　droning　sound　from　within　the　big　black　ship　and　then　suddenly　Schofield　saw　a　narrow　flight　of　steps　fold　down　slowly　from　the　ship's　black　underbelly。　
　He　gave　Kirsty　a　kiss　on　the　forehead。　〃I　never　thought　math　would　save　my　life。　e　on。〃　
　And　with　that；　Schofield　and　the　others　entered　the　big　black　ship。　
　
　
　
　They　came　into　a　missile　bay　of　some　sort。　Schofield　saw　six　missiles　locked　into　place　on　two　triangular　racks；　three　missiles　per　rack。　
　He　carried　Gant　across　the　missile　bay　and　lay　her　on　the　floor　just　as　Renshaw　and　Kirsty　stepped　up　into　the　belly　of　the　plane。　Wendy　hopped　clumsily　up　the　steps　behind　them。　Once　the　little　seal　was　safely　inside；　Renshaw　pulled　the　stairs　up　behind　her。　
　Schofield　headed　forward；　into　the　cockpit。　〃Talk　to　me；　Gant！〃　
　Gant　called　forward；　the　pain　evident　in　her　voice：　〃They　called　it　the　Silhouette。　It's　got　some　kind　of　stealth　feature　that　we　couldn't　figure　out。　Something　to　do　with　the　plutonium。〃　
　Schofield　stepped　into　the　cockpit。　
　〃Whoa。〃　
　The　cockpit　looked　amazing…futuristic；　especially　for　a　plane　that　was　built　in　1979。　There　were　two　seats：　one　forward　and　to　the　right；　the　other…the　radar　operator/gunner's　chair…behind　it　and　to　the　left。　The　steepness　of　the　cockpit…it　pointed　sharply　downward…meant　that　the　pilot　in　the　front　seat　sat　well　below　the　gunner　in　the　backseat。　
　He　jumped　into　the　pilot's　seat　just　as…bang！…a　large　chunk　of　ice　exploded　against　the　outside　of　the　canopy。　
　Schofield　stared　at　the　console　in　front　of　him：　four　puter　screens；　standard　control　stick；　buttons　and　dials　and　indicators　everywhere。　It　looked　like　an　amazing　high…tech　jigsaw　puzzle。　Schofield　felt　a　sudden　panic　sweep　over　him。　
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