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“Nukes?” Mike’s skin crawled as if he could feel it being bombarded by radiation this instant.
“Sure,” Andi said it matter-of-factly, like a nuke was an old friend. Was that the way Holly would react? Probably. Military people were so incomprehensible at times.
All he’d done was ask why so much of the American part of the base was outside the security perimeter.
“This fenced area is mostly just to keep the nukes safe. They sit in underground vaults beneath all these hangars you see. Each one is about seven hundred pounds, a foot across, and a dozen feet long. They don’t need a B-29 like the Enola Gay to deliver them anymore. They can jack them up out of the vaults, bolt them in pairs onto the F-16s in the hangars, and zoom! They’re in play in minutes.” Her smile and tone said that s
