《The Ransom of Black Stealth One 》作者： - Dean Ing【EPUB】

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THE RANSOM OF BLACK STEALTH ONE DEAN ING ATOM DOHERTY ASSOCIATES BOOK NEW YORK NOTE: If yon purchased this book without a cover you should be aware that this book is stolen property. It was reported as "unsold and destroyed" to the publisher, and neither the author nor the publisher has received any payment for this "stripped book." This is a work of fiction. All the characters and events portrayed in this book are either products of the author's imagination or are used fictitiously. THE RANSOM OF BLACK STEALTH ONE Copyright ?? 1989 by Dean Ing All rights reserved, including the right to reproduce this book, or portions thereof, in any form. A Tor Book Published by Tom Doherty Associates, LLC 175 Fifth Avenue New York, NY 10010 www.tor.com Tor?? is a registered trademark of Tom Doherty Associates, LLC. ISBN: 0-812-50857-2 Library of Congress Catalog Card Number: 89-35078 First Tor edition: April 1990 Printed in the United States of America 0 9 8 7 6 5 For the women in other men's lives: Elaine, Carole, Suz' and Suzanne. ACKNOWLEDGMENTS Because the very nature of stealth is ambiguity, we need not be surprised that the subject is both top secret and high profile. It was not my intent to ferret out and publish information that might compromise the security of existing programs. My advisors assure me that I did not. Those now active in aerospace programs did, however, help me focus on the better sources in open literature, and critiqued my preliminary design of Black Stealth One. Retired engineers free to swap brainstorms, and to critique my own fictional stealth techniques into something like feasibility, include Everett Elerath and Joseph Vasilik. William Brubaker made his library available and has my thanks for it. A few whose employments are more sensitive must remain, in their jargon, "low observable." To them I offer generic thanks. ONE Weston, who was not a light sleeper, at first sensed only a dull impact through his bedroom floor to the mattress. It did not shake him fully awake and he was unable, later, to testify how long it took him to become aware of the door buzzer. Too long, at any rate. He did recall that the digital clock downstairs in the living room read "02:51" when, conservative as always, he slipped a raincoat over