Against the Sun Page #2
Maybe we'll get a real breakfast, Chief?
You figure we'll see 'em first
or hear 'em?
You see that speck?
That's a bird.
It ain't moving its wings.
Wait.
That's something all right.
Steady on our course, whatever...
That's one of ours.
- Hey! Hey!
- Get down!
Low down!
You got plenty of time to drown.
- That thing is an SPD.
- She's on a bearing.
About 140 knots, half a mile out.
Pastula, grab the parachute,
spread it on the water.
- Chief?
- No parachute.
- Aldrich, how about those flares?
- I couldn't hold them, Chief.
Well, wave something!
Look down here! What, are you blind?
Sun's behind you. Check your 3:00.
Down here!
- Over here!
- Down here!
Look here.
Come on. Where... where you going?
No, no, no, where...
We're over here!
Come on.
Over here.
That was our one and only chance.
- What?
- That was our search.
What do you mean?
They can't just leave us here.
Could be he saw us
and he's going back for help.
Why didn't he break course?
'Cause he's on a box search is why.
Next pass, he'll be out of sight.
Well...
well, maybe there'll be more planes
double-checking or ships?
What the hell are they telling you
in boot camp?
We are at war, Aldrich.
We're in the vicinity
We get one quick look, at best.
Like you said, there's a procedure.
All right.
No parachute or flares.
I don't suppose
the chart board made it either?
Affirmative.
- First aid kit?
- Everything's gone, Chief.
Including the rations and water.
Oh, God.
I don't get it,
I give the orders in plenty of time
so I could get busy with the landing,
- and we have no food and no water?
- We were pretty busy not drowning.
How are we gonna survive
out here with no water?
Okay. Coming aft.
Listen up, lads.
This raft is a vessel of the United States
Navy, and I am her captain.
As such, I will be giving the orders
and you will be taking them. Are we clear?
- Aye-aye, Chief.
- Aldrich?
Crystal, Chief.
All right. Let's take an inventory.
Pockets, everything,
pile it on the shirt.
Got two magazines.
I got my pocket knife.
Keep that in your pocket. The last thing
we need is a hole in this raft.
Pair of pliers, bit of wire,
some cord, maybe about 20 feet.
Here's a whistle.
Aldrich.
Rubber cement fluid.
- Any patching material in there?
- Yeah.
Look at this.
We can use if we see another plane.
Wish we'd have found that earlier.
A water bag.
It's empty.
That's all she's got, Chief.
Little fold-up oars
under that thwart, Aldrich?
Negative.
Don't forget about the handrail.
- It's about 25 feet of nylon.
- Yeah. And we got these two life vests.
No oars, no flashlights...
no map, no food, no water.
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