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Nicholas Smith - Deliverance

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The New York Times and USA Today bestselling series They will dive, but will humanity survive? Left for dead on the nightmarish surface of the planet, Commander Michael Everhart and his team of Hell Divers barely escape with their lives aboard a new airship called Deliverance. After learning that Xavier X Rodriguez may still be alive, they mount a rescue mission for the long-lost hero. In the skies, the Hive is falling apart, but Captain Jordan is more determined than ever to keep humanity in their outdated lifeboat. He will do whatever it takes to keep the ship in the aireven murder. But when he learns the Hell Divers he exiled have found Deliverance, he changes course for a new missionfind the divers, kill them, and make their new ship his own. In the third installment of the Hell Divers series, Michael and his fellow divers fight across the mutated landscape in search of X. But what they find will change everything.

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Nicholas Sansbury Smith

HELL DIVERS III: DELIVERANCE

To my good friends and partners at Blackstone Publishing, thank you for helping me bring the Hell Divers series to life. Im honored to work with each and every one of you.

A very great vision is needed, and the man who has it must follow it as the eagle seeks the deepest blue of the sky.

Crazy Horse
ONE Six years ago Lightning forked through the center of a massive storm - photo 1

ONE Six years ago Lightning forked through the center of a massive storm - photo 2

ONE

Six years ago

Lightning forked through the center of a massive storm brewing above the badlands. The bowl of cracked dirt seemed to continue forever in all directions. The constant stream of light illuminated a roadway that twisted through the barren terrain. Hundreds of years ago, fields of crops would have framed this road, but now there were only two living creatures here, leaving tracks in the dust.

A man and his dog trekked over the broken asphalt. The man wore a black radiation suit, with an olive scarf wrapped around the area where the crest of his chest armor met the bottom of his helmet. Long ago, the metal of his armor had shone, but years of exposure had faded everything to a dull gray. He walked with a slight limp in his gaita product of injuries and bad joints.

The man motioned for the dog to join him by his side as they plodded down the decaying road. While the sixty-pound Siberian husky kept his crystal-blue eyes on the path, the man kept his eyes on the swirling storm clouds.

They were both searchingthe dog for hostiles, the man for something he could hardly remember. Squinting, he studied the shape of a swollen cloud that reminded him of an oversize beetle. He halted on the road and lowered his rifle, tilting his head as memories flooded through his tormented mind.

What youre looking for doesnt exist anymore, he said in a scratchy whisper. Theyre all gone now.

The dog glanced up at him questioningly and then trotted ahead. The man remained standing in the gusting wind, scarf blowing like a pair of wings behind his helmet, as he tried to recall his past. No matter how hard he tried, he simply couldnt remember certain things. Important things. Things such as who he had been in his old life, before he was left behind. But he could remember his name. It was scribbled on the first page of a dog-eared book he kept in a plastic sleeve inside the breast pocket of his vest.

You are Xavier Rodriguez. He swallowed, forcing saliva down his dry throat. You are X, he said, louder this time. You are the last man.

Miles looked back at him. The plastic of the dogs radiation suit whipped back and forth as he wagged his tail. X felt a tingle at the edges of his lips. It was the closest he had come to smiling in how long? It took him a moment to realize he couldnt remember the last time.

Keep moving, he said to himself. The words became a mantra that he repeated in his mind as he navigated the shattered asphalt that had once been a highway.

His path was the road. It connected the cities of the Old World, where humanity had once thrived. In the distance, the skeletal husks of scrapers reached for the storm clouds. A child who had never seen a city wouldnt guess that the structures were made by humans. Someone who had never set foot down here would have thought they were part of the earth.

And in some ways, they were, just like the bones of the humans and animals that had once lived here. But X knew all too well what the ancient cities wereand what dwelled in the networks of interlacing streets. This city would be no different. It had once been home to millions of people, but now it was the lair of mutant beasts such as the Sirensgenetically engineered humans that had evolved into monsters.

He no longer had a permanent home. His home was wherever he decided to stop and rest. Sleep came whenever his body needed it. With no one to talk to and nothing to do but trek across the blasted land, he had fallen into a routine that made him feel more machine than human.

X walked.

He didnt know how long he had been walking. He had lost track of time. In the wastes, time was everything, and time was nothing. He had learned this long ago, but how long, he couldnt say. In truth, he didnt want to know. Like the grit whirling around him, memories of his old life surfaced and then blew away. Images and sounds were nearly impossible to recall. But something from his past kept him going.

His destination was the place where water stretched across the horizon. The memory of that sight haunted him, called to him. He had forgotten the name humans used to call it, but he remembered from dives just how cold and dark it was. That seemed a lifetime ago. But so did his journey across the wastes. How long had he been traveling since he left Hades? Four years, or was it five? Could it be longer than that?

Lightning lanced into the ground in the distance, searing the scarred earth. The boom of thunder rattled his visor. The wail that followed stopped him in midstride. Miles halted, ears perked inside his helmet.

The screeching of the wind sounded just like thema Klaxon that signaled danger and death on swift wings. It was a sound X never forgot, a sound that always made him raise his battered carbine and point it at the irradiated landscape. He searched for the shadowy forms of the Sirens but saw nothing.

Cold fingers of wind sneaked through the holes in his tattered boots and his clothing. Another draft blasted his side. The grit collected in layers beneath his suit and armor. No matter what he did, he couldnt seem to keep the dirt out.

He threw the strap of his rifle over his back and pressed down on the loose duct tape flapping over his wrist. It had come undone and exposed his dark skin. He studied his flesh as if seeing it for the first time. The dirt caked his body like an extra layer of skin. He couldnt remember the last time his body was clean, but he had stopped caring. All that mattered was keeping out the radiation.

X sucked in a long breath of filtered air, filling his lungs. Sometimes he forgot how exhausted he was from walking from city to city all this time, raiding old structures for anything he could use to survive as he searched for the ocean.

Thats what they called it, he thought. The ocean.

He tightened a string over his wrist to hold the tape down and then reached for his rifle. It caught on his rucksack. The massive ruck contained everything he owned, from the water purification kit that he pissed into each night to the blocks of calorie-rich synthetic food that gave him and the dog the energy to continue.

The weight was a burden on his shoulders, but nothing like the weight of not knowing whether he was the last man on earth.

He pressed forward, forcing his legs to carry him a few more steps. Keep moving. His eyes flitted back to the storm clouds disgorging bolts of electricity. The bright tendrils speared downward, licking the ground to the west. Another strike lashed the dirt to the east. In the interval between flashes, an oddly shaped light emerged across the dome of clouds, like a lightbulb with a dying power source.

This wasnt lightning.

He studied the rays with a sense of awe. Where there should have been the blue residue of lightning, he saw a warm orange.

It cant be, he mumbled.

Miles tilted his helmet to look at this new, anomalous sight.

By the time X realized it was the sun, clouds had swallowed the warm glow. He hadnt seen the sun in a long time and had almost forgotten how beautiful it was.

He exhaled, noticing he had been holding in his breath. Seeing something from the past sometimes helped him remember other things. Closing his eyes, he tried to visualize the smooth beetlelike contours of the airship he had once called home. Next, he pictured the interior. In his minds eye, he saw the silhouettes of passengers walking through the narrow corridors. As in all the other times he tried to remember, these people had no faces.

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