ABOUT THE WRITER
Robert Bruce O'Connor is a retired Master Sergeant from the US Air Force. His career was spent primarily in the "Rotorhead" world of Jolly Green Rescue and Special Ops. He entered service as a mechanic on Sikorsky helicopters, but he was also a Flying Crew Chief on the MH-53 Pave-Low type choppers. Although he survived a few crash incidents, he was, for the most part, merely an observer as the folks inside the helicopters with him did the really interesting stuff.
He has traveled a good many places, but nowadays he prefers to spend time at home pursuing the hobbies he had to put aside while in the military. He enjoys building model kits and collecting Lionel trains. He also enjoys writing, so expect to see further adventures in the Cruncher Crusades showing up periodically.
MH-53 Pave Low helicopters air refueling from a C-130
Suddenly, the front door downstairs burst open, and somebody was yelling my name.
I went to the top of the stairs; it was Andrea who was screaming for me. She seemed genuinely upset for some reason.
She frantically searched around for a while, and then she finally looked up and saw me. I gave her a wave, but I sure wasn't expecting her reaction.
Her mouth just fell open, and she gave a scream unlike anything I’d ever
heard before.
Only, I guess “heard” would be the incorrect word for it. You
couldn't exactly hear the scream she let loose. It was too high-pitched for
that.
Not that it mattered. The effects were powerful enough you didn’t need to hear it. Feeling it was plenty bad enough. Heck, it was so severe it actually made my bones vibrate.
Then Andrea turned and ran out the door.
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