Jap bombs rained down, there was a tremendous blast—and a weird thing happened to the Idaho.
He knew they hadn't beaten the sea. Luck and nothing else had brought that warship near them. Luck had a way of running good for a time. Then it ran bad.
When the Sun Jumped
"The captain wishes to see you, sir," the sailor said.
Craig snubbed the cigarette and rose to his feet. He had eaten and drank sparingly, very sparingly indeed. They had tried to take him to the hospital bay with the others, but he had gruffly refused. There was nothing wrong with him that a little food and water wouldn't cure.
He followed the sailor to the captain's quarters. Unconsciously he noted the condition of the ship. She was a battleship, the Idaho, one of the new series. Craig guessed she was part of a task force scouting the south Pacific. She was well kept and well manned, he saw. The men went about their tasks with a dash that was heartwarming.
The captain was a tall man. He rose to his feet when Craig entered his quarters
WWII battleship lost in time. Yep, wrong place at the right time, takes you back millions of years. Prehistoric times?, yes, but with a twist.
Dinosaurs, volcano, pretty girl and a trader among them. But wait there's more. A race of bad guys that fly planes.
