USS Independence (LC-2), Philippine Sea
“Did you see it?” Bayer’s excited voice came through loud and clear from the UAV mission control station in California. Lt. Kerry Dale Hunter grinned at the team crowded around Chan Dwyer’s computer console and keyed his headset. “Crystal clear on this end, sir. We spotted the name on the transom and even caught a lookout giving us the hairy eyeball from the flying bridge. That’s Al Calipha.”
“And you got a good position and course?”
Hunter glanced at Commander Bland and got an affirmative nod. “We got it: south of Angaur and on a northerly course. We’re headed in that direction.” He was about to continue when Chan Dwyer slapped a Post-It note on the screen and tapped it to get his attention.
“Uh, sir, Chan Dwyer is suggesting we call off the UAV
