Project New Horizon Chapter 6

I looked at the list, planning. If we were to survive the next six months everyone would have to pull their own weight and help out. I also each of the `dossiers' were questionnaires from the Junior Ambassador Program. I wondered how they fit in? I saw my own neat handwriting with the detailed answers I had given.

"Alex, are you there?" a voice startled me from my thoughts, I realised it was the radio. I looked at the clock and found it was after eight am, I had been down here for over two hours.

"Yes, is everyone awake?"

"Yep and everyone's had breakfast, though Mac is mad at you," Matty told me and looked forlornly at the cup of tea I had made earlier. It was half full and had gone cold a long time ago.

"Why is she mad at me?" I asked, but knew the answer already.

"Because you went off on your own after telling us not to go off alone," he replied, "She ranted for about twenty minutes!"

"Thanks Matty, I'm down on level two, can you send Mac, Larry, Tom, Kelly, Noah and Tobi down to the control room,"

"Why can't I come?" he whined, "Tobi's not that much older than me,"

"He's two years older than you and I might need a computer expert," I replied firmly and heard nothing in return. I sighed, locked the folders and booklet away in the safe and made my way around to the control room. I swiped my card through the swipe machine and watched as the lights cycled through, red, yellow then to green. The lock clicked and I pushed open one of the double doors to see a second pair of doors waiting. Several minutes later the group I had asked for came down, but I received a glare from Mac.

"We'll talk later," she mouthed at me, but joined me when we entered through the other doors. A door to our left read `Watch commanders Station' while to our right was another door that read `Resting Room'.

"This is the main control room right?" Mac asked looking around as we entered the main part of the room. The area was long and wide ending in a giant bank of TV screens, all of which were currently blank. There were several tables, with either two or three computers to a table. Each computer had a set of headphones and mike hanging off a screen.

"I'm guessing this where they monitor the situation and communicate with the outside world," I told them looking at a curved centre desk with three computers on it.

"Each station would probably be a monitoring station for several countries," Tobi added. Like me he had seen too many movies and seen various command centres. I looked back at the group that were stood in the middle, and then further back saw a long clear window. This was probably the Watch commander's office.

"How do we get the main TV's on?" Larry asked, actually being helpful.

"First we need to switch on the little computers," Tobi spoke up and everyone begun to switch the computers on, making them flicker to life.

"I think I read this morning that there's a main switch in the commanders office," I explained.

"I'm pretty sure that would be the case," Tobi suggested and moved ahead of me towards the office. Inside we found two computers and bank of data hubs, all of which were lit up. Tobi immediately went to work on the data banks.

"Do you know what you're doing?" I asked him.

"Not exactly, but I have a pretty good idea," he replied and turned away from me.

"Good enough for me," I left him to it and turned towards the desk, set in their own chargers were headsets, though these appeared to be wireless.

"I think we're ready," he spoke up and I looked through the window to see the screens flickering into life. There appeared to be satellite images on some and a map of the world on another. Obviously some of our satellites had survived the EMP. I picked up one of the headsets and switched it on, placing it over my head. Immediately I could hear crackling as I followed Tobi back into the main room.

"This is Cheyenne Mountain out of Colorado, can anyone hear me?" A voice crackled in my ear and over some hidden speakers. I met the wide eyed glances of Larry and Mac, "I repeat, this is Cheyenne Mountain out of Colorado, can anyone hear me?"

"I-I can hear you loud and clear," I stuttered.

"Say again, there was a little interference," the voice on the other end replied.

"This is Fort Walker, I mean Site T in England," I told the voice a bit clearer and received a smirk from Mac.

"Fantastic, this is the first communication we have had outside of the US," the voice replied, "I'm Staff Sergeant Jeremiah Stokes, US Airforce,"

"I'm Alex Walker," I returned.

"Are you the Watch Commander?" He asked curiously.

"I'm the base commander, sir," I replied, shrugging my shoulders at the others.

"You sound a little young, if you don't mind me saying," Staff Sergeant Stokes told me dubiously.

"Fifteen, sir,"

"Wait there," the military man told me and the line went silent.

"Base Commander?" Mac looked at me with a giant grin.

"Well technically I am, I know all the security stuff and have the master key," I replied snippily, but gave her a smile to show there were no hard feelings.

"Other people are alive then," Larry commented excitedly

"It does not mean we are getting out of the facility any sooner and there is still an invasion going on," I commented, bringing everyone back to reality.

"How do we know there is an invasion? You've seen one air craft," Tom joined in, looking visibly scared.

"What's all that?" I asked indicating some of the satellite images.

"We could just be punked, this could be a reality TV show," Tom replied wildly. I do not think anyone was buying that theory though; it seemed a little too real.

"Hello, am I speaking to Alex Walker?" a voice interrupted us and this one appeared to be deeper with more authority.

"Yes, Sir,"

"I am Lieutenant Colonel Jack Griffin, one of the Watch Commander's at Cheyenne Mountain," the officer explained, "Am I to believe you are only fifteen?"

"Yes, Sir,"

"Yet you claim to be the Base Commander of Site T, which from what I understand is a highly classified base of the British Army," his voice sounded suspicious.

"Yes Sir," I replied and then remembered reading about verification codes this morning, "Our verification code is Tango slash Alpha Romeo Charlie Five Niner Niner dash Four Four Eight,"

"I, erm, that is correct," the Colonel replied after a few minutes sounding flabbergasted, "How are you in charge of one of the United Kingdom's highly classified bases?"

"It's a very long story," I explained to the man and described the events of how we ended up in the mountain, "Now we are locked down for six months and I have no idea why no VIP's were bought here,"

"According to our intelligence, Site T was decommissioned less than six months ago," the colonel explained.

"But decommissioned or not, some of the brass should have known to send the military here," I considered, thinking out loud.

"The world has been invaded, son," he told us softly, "They hit us hard and fast, we barely had any type of warning before we knew what was happening. We launched a nuclear device, but it was destroyed at the edge of space and caused an EMP. Do you know what an EMP is?"

"An Electromagnetic pulse," I replied a little smugly and got thumbs up from Tobi.

"Correct, all our electronics were fried except anything in a faraday cage," he continued, "Though they did not have the massive guns that could wipe us out from space, their aircraft were too manoeuvrable and too much of a match for our own air force. A lot of our bases were destroyed before we launched a counter attack. It does not help the Infection has got out of control,"

"Infection?" I questioned, but I don't think the colonel realised he had murmured the last bit audibly.

"There are only two main bases operating in the US, we have no idea on civilian population, but it has been less than twenty-four hours and already nearly all communication with civilians have been lost," the colonel painted a bleak picture, ignoring my question.

"There is not much we can do until the mountain opens up and we can explore," I concluded.

"No, not really,"

"For now, all we can do in stay in communication and hopefully you will keep us apprised of the situation," I told him firmly.

"Of course, son, good luck," was his parting line.

"Fort Walker, over and out," I signed off and slowly removed the headset, looking over the small group.

"That was unexpected," Mac commented.

"So there are people out there?" Larry asked, sounding more subdued than I had ever seen him.

"We know now that at least two American bases survived in the US, but we have no idea of our military here or the civilian personnel," I summarised everything.

"But we could be trying to rescue our families," he protested.

"We're locked down for six months,"

"How do you know we are locked down?" he asked desperately, "Your father could have lied to you so you remain in the base,"

"I believe my father when he said we were locked down," I argued, "Besides, your family obviously put you forward for this little adventure,"

"That's the question then, why were we twenty chosen to come down here and not more?" Mas asked. I shrugged my shoulders, but after my morning reading an idea of why was beginning to form.

"There must be a common factor that involves all of us," Noah suggested. That cemented my idea, but I wasn't ready to put it forward yet.

"Well if I had my choice, I would not be stuck with a bunch of babies and a faggot at the end of the world!" Larry said haughtily.

"You have a serious problem, you have a serious potty mouth," Mac got within a few inches of Larry and stared him down, despite being a few inches shorter than him. Tom was trying to supress laughter, but failing. I was beginning to get the feeling Larry was the mouth and Tom just let him do what he wanted with disinterest unless it directly affected him.

"Stay out of my way," Larry snarled at Mac, bumping her as he went past and stalked out of the control room, followed by a barely contained Tom.

"Let's head back upstairs, I need some breakfast," I told the rest of the group that remained and we soon had made our way up to the VIP area. The rest of the group were sat having breakfast in the canteen. Along one side Simon and Luca had set up a type of buffet style breakfast with eggs, bacon, sausages and cereal if people wanted it. I was gobsmacked as I grabbed some hot food and sat with Matty, who was already half way through his meal. Mac and Tobi joined us and we began chatting about what we would be doing if not in here. I watched Tobi talked and noticed a scar over his left eyebrow, almost dissecting it in half, which I had never noticed before.

"So almost GCSE's, what were you going to do when you finish?" I asked Mac and saw her blush.

"What do you mean? I'm sure I've told you before,"

"When you were ten, you wanted to be the first woman president," I watched her, "We've not exactly been close the last couple of years,"

"We have," she answered feebly, and then replied in an almost mechanical way, "Maybe an Actor or a singer,"

"Really? I've never seen you do any plays or concerts," I questioned.

"I auditioned for the part of Juliet in the Winter Play," she protested.

"She wants to be a doctor!" Tobi blurted out.

"You've been reading my diary, you little shit!" Mac glared at Tobi, but he gave me a massive smile.

"No, I heard mum telling dad about how proud she was that you completed the Youth Medical Program," he looked at the ground, sounding sheepish, but I noticed a small tug of a smile.

"I remember that, you were gone over the summer last year. Came back from Atlanta with a terrific suntan,"

"Well we didn't only study medicine," she replied, looking apologetic before she turned back to Tobi, "I'm sorry I had a go at you, but my personal effects are personal,"

"Tobi, since when had she had this diary?" I asked teasing Mac, "I don't remember seeing it,"

"Several years, I'm sure she went on about when you two kissed," His smile dropped for a second, but quickly returned so I was unable to decipher his emotions. However, I think I was glowing and Mac had gone cherry red.

"You did read it!"

"You and Mac kissed?" Matty teased, "Oh, this material is gold, Tobi you'll have to tell me more,"

"I'm going to have to take a look at it," I added and her eyes widened as she shook her head.

"Oh no, you're not. I'll beat you if you go anywhere near that diary," She replied, but joined in with the rest of us as we laughed. I was glad to have my old friend back, even if it was because we were stuck with each other for six months.

"I'll sneak it out for you," Tobi told me with a wink. Mac pretended to swipe his head and we all had a giggle. I looked at my watch and realised we had better make a move; we still had plenty to do.

"Listen up," I called out as I stood up and everyone quieted down, "Right; this morning we made contact with the outside world,"

"Are we going to be rescued?" Amanda asked.

"No, we spoke to a base in the US. Unfortunately, the invasion is not a hoax, and we are locked in for the next six months. That means we still have a lot to do,"

"Like what?" Sarah asked.

"Well Matty, Izzy, can you go through the stores on the first floor and find out what we have?"

"Yeah, that should be quite fun!" Matty replied happily. Despite being more athletically inclined than me, he was very anal when it comes to lists. At home, he had to make all the shopping lists and our DVD's were arranged alphabetically.

"Mac, would you go with them," I asked.

"I'm not a little kid," Matty told me, sounding affronted and immediately turning sour.

"I know, but a third pair of hands makes light work and besides there's a lot of electronics down there," I responded then turned to Simon and Luca, "Since you seemed to have become our catering team, would you go through all the kitchen supplies including food to see how much we have and how long it will last?"

"Of course, I'm probably going to take Luca down to the storage on Level One," he replied, remembering the comments of Tom and Talia yesterday.

"Great, thank you for today. If every day is like this I might get fat," I joked.

"That might not be the case all the time," he answered seriously.

"Kelly, Sarah, are you good looking after our younger volunteers?" I asked cautiously.

"There's a large screen TV in the apartment, there's also seems to be a large memory drive with movies on it," Sarah answered for the pair of them. I was not sure whether my next choice was the wisest, but I went ahead with it.

"Tom, Larry, Amanda, would you take a look at the Mech Bay?"

"You mean they have some mechanical stuff here?" Tom looked at me, his eyes shining with excitement.

"From what I understand, they have some vehicles, though I'm not sure what," I answered as Matty, Izzy and Mac left, "You gain access from Level One,"

"I wonder if they have tanks," Tom asked, almost to himself though he seemed really excited as he walked off towards the lift, trailed by the other two like ducklings. I noticed Sarah and Kelly had taken the four youngest back to their apartment.

"What about us?" Ben and Noah looked at me.

"I hear you're a budding horticulturist," I told him.

"I won first in our region for junior horticulturist," he said proudly, I was a bit shocked he knew the word.

"Well done, could you and Noah take a look at the Biodome and see if we need to do anything?"

"Sounds fun," the nine-year-old lit up.

"I'll take him down, if you don't need me for anything else," Noah spoke, a little unsure in his role.

"Not at moment, I've got an idea for you later," I suggested and he nodded, giving me a gorgeous smile. If his dossier was good, his particular talents would not come into use until after we open the doors.

"What am I going to do?" Tobi asked.

"Relax for the moment, there's not much we can do until I get the key cards all sorted," I told him, "I heard you're a whiz on Call of Duty, maybe you can practice on Talia and I'll come play you at some point,"

"You know I'll frag you to death," Talia challenged, her eyes gleaming. This is the first time I had seen her come alive as the pair argued. I laughed at the pair of them as I turned to look at Nate, the last one left. I think he must be Italian descent with his tanned skin, doe brown eyes and short brown hair.

"So what am I doing, boss?" he gave me his trademark grin and I realised how cute he was. If I didn't like Tobi so much, I'd certainly play around with him. Remembering him naked, got my blood boiling a little and I began to chub up.

"Was your dad Sergeant James Williams?" I asked, knowing I had checked his dossier earlier.

"Yeah, how did you know that?" his eyes widened.

"You remember you said our dad's knew each other?"

"Yeah, my dad mentioned your dad a few times,"

"Well, he would often go over and meet your dad, on rare occasions I went with him and met your dad on one such time,"

"Until he retired," Nate intoned.

"Last time was about eighteen months ago, why did your dad move you to our little town?" I asked curiously.

"Honestly? I don't know, he'd wanted to leave the army for ages so obviously decided this pokey town was the perfect place," Nate shook his head.

"So did your dad ever take you around the security of the base?"

"Occasionally, obviously I didn't see the top secret stuff but yeah, I kinda loved that sort of thing,"

"So you know a bit about security?" I asked.

"Well, maybe a little bit," he answered modestly.

"Would you take on the role of Head of security?" I asked him, "It's a big role, usually a step or two down from Base Commander. It would also mean, should something happen to me and Mac, you'd take over as Base commander,"

"S-sure, that's a big responsibility, but I'd like to do it," he replied and I realised Mac had become my second without me even thinking about it. Note to self, talk to Mac about becoming second in command.

"In the long run it will mean making sure no one gets into the base without authorisation and keeping an eye on the cameras. Investigating if something happens while on base," I ticked off on my fingers, "Though for the next six months, there's really not much you can do so your job will be pretty easy. I am going to give you the security key, which gets you into most places barring the Base Commander's officer and a few other places,"

"I'll make sure to look after it," Nate told me sincerely.

"I know you will, I trust you," I replied, then looked around to see if the place was empty, "The security card also allows you access to the armoury and the gun lockers on each floor,"

"I'll be extra careful," Nate said, his face was one of deadly seriousness as though he had been tasked with guarding the Holy Grail.

"Don't tell Larry whatever you do," I warned him then smiled, "You look like you're going to shit yourself, relax a little and nearer to the time we'll review security of the base,"

"No problems," Nate returned, his shoulders losing all tension. I drew out the security card from my pocket and handed it over to him then dived into my apartment to grab two of the radios, handing one over to him.

"So, I read earlier that each level has a small gun locker, let's go search for this one," I told him, but showed him the lookout tower first. We left the apartments alone and went straight to the conference room where we found the gun cabinet. It held four rifles and four handguns, with a shelf full of ammo.

"Can you shoot?" he asked as we looked over the SA-80 rifles.

"Dad had taken me to the local gun club on the outskirts of town to learn to shoot rifles, on several occasions I fired a handgun," I admitted, "But that was rare and it was supposed to have been kept secret,"

"Dad took me to the Gun Club on base, but I only fired rifles,"

"No problems, I wasn't allowed to fire hand guns all that often either, so we'll both have to practise," I assured him as we followed the stairs down. I knew we had a lift, but I'm happier using the stairs. We made it down to level two just talking about our families and I showed him the Head of Security's office and the camera room next door.

"There's a small gun cabinet here," Nate pointed out, but I noticed it was open and empty.

"You can set a code now and we'll look at getting a personal gun," I suggested, "I'm going to get one for myself, I'll just have to find somewhere secure for it up in the VIP area,"

"Actually there are lock boxes in the main bedrooms," Nate surprised me.

"I didn't notice that yesterday,"

"They are in the cupboard," he explained, then looked at the instructions on the safe and within a few minutes had set up his own personal code. Once Nate had finished that, we went to look at the armoury. We stood at the door and he looked at me, so I gestured for him to try his card. He gave me a sheepish grin and swiped his card, allowing us entry. He pushed through the door and lights plinked into life.

"Wow," he said aloud and I had to agree with him. I'm fascinated with weapons and I've never seen this amount of weapons before. This was not even the main armoury either. There were thirty or so rifles, some I recognised as American. There were handguns and storage cupboards, I'm guessing full of bullets. I noticed two shoulder rocket launchers and at least two sniper rifles. I went over to one of the draws and opened it up to find several Ka-barr knives.

"I would like to check out the main armoury on Level One, and then we'll come back up and get the security control room set up," He nodded and we made our way down to Level one. Coming out on the opposite side of the Engineering room, I heard talking as we passed one of the storerooms. I poked my head in to find Mac, Izzy and Matty surrounded by goods. Matty was standing and holding a clipboard, with what appeared to be a long list on it. I chuckled to myself and led Nate into the other storeroom.

"Do you know a lot about weapons?" He asked curiously.

"I'm quite geeky when it comes to weapons," I admitted walking past rows of storage until we reached a desk with a metal cage directly behind it. A computer sat on top of the desk so I switched it on. When it asked for a code, I entered the one given to me and it come to life. There were numerous applications but I noticed one called `Allocation', so clicked on it to find an excel-style program that allowed the user to give details of the person taking a weapon and what kind of weapon they were taking.

"You have got to see this," Nate said from behind me, I turned around to find him already in the Armoury, which was massive. There were all manner of weapons from small arms to sniper rifles and I think I saw heavy machine guns.

"I think I'm in heaven," I breathed.

"You really do love weapons," Nate sounded dubious, "I had heard rumours, but thought you were a geek,"

"What are the rumours?" I asked interested.

"That you're a bit of a loner, oh my god you weren't planning a columbine style massacre, were you?" Nate's eyes were wide with shock and I just had to chuckle.

"Where would I get guns, especially assault rifles, in the wilds of England?" I inquired.

"Erm, dunno," he blushed.

"Actually I was involved in an Airsoft team and a couple of Paintballing events, so other than going with dad to the rifle range once in a blue moon, I didn't shoot live weapons all that much," I told him, "I also have a couple of really good friends like Mac and Tobi, so I'd not do anything stupid like that,"

"I'm sorry, I should have realised,"

"You've not really been here long enough," I told him, but then boasted, "However I was the best shot at Silent Scope,"

"Whatever, I'm sure I could beat you," he challenged me.

"We could supply a small army, especially with the other armoury upstairs," I turned serious.

"Hopefully we won't ever need them," Nate commented

"I agree but some of the others might need some training," I looked around, noticing tactical vests and armour, "I say we leave the handguns for the moment, I'm not sure we need them while we're locked in,"

"But you'll still train me?" He asked.

"I'm not an instructor and I've only been on a few riffles myself. But we'll try our best," I hurried to assure him, in case he thought I was an expert. We locked the Armoury back up and switched the computer off, before returning to the security control room. We switched everything on, but found a lone computer in the corner.

"I'm not good with computers, but I'll see what this does," he suggested, taking a seat. He spent several minutes looking over the computer before he cried out `ah ha'.

"What have you found?"

"Well, this computer creates the key cards and also access to the computers, so you already have access via your code and I can create new profiles but it needs `administration codes' to allow certain access," he said, "My guess would be your code allows you anywhere but you'd have to confirm my access with your code,"

"I get what you mean, now what about the cards?"

"This machine also creates the access cards, so I can create several with access to the VIP area," he replied, looking back over his shoulder.

"Can you add to the key cards later on?"

"By the looks of things no, the data is permanently embedded on the cards and cannot be overwritten, you'd need a blank card to write another,"

"Is there any way I can find out what a card has on it?"

"Sure, there's a swipe card machine here," he tapped part of the computer I couldn't see so I handed over the three cards not in use. He placed the card, which read 0002 in and read it, "Right this one allows access to the medical facilities, control room and VIP guest quarters, the doctor must have been a senior figure,"

"That must be so if there was an emergency, he could get in without waiting for anyone," I suggested and handed over 0003 to him.

"This one has access to the mechanical bay and control room," he pointed out.

"So none of the three would have had access to the Mech Bay," I growled and looked over at the cameras. In front of the monitors was a computer with a control pad similar to a games console and a keypad with numbers. Nate moved over to the hot seat and took to it like a duck to water.

"So we access each of the cameras on the main computer and then can pull it up on the larger monitors," he told me.

"Eventually we'll have to get someone in here monitoring all the time,"

"Yeah, that's a hell of a lot of cameras," he remarked. All the internal cameras were working well but several of the external cameras were offline. I looked at my watch and noted the time.

"Can you track the cameras to half an hour ago and find out where our adventurers went?" I asked and immediately his fingers flew across the keyboard and he bought up with a full colour image of the three arriving at the airlock to the Mech bay. They stood around for five minutes, looking like they were arguing. Well Larry and Amanda were faced off from Tom.

"They moved away after that," Nate pointed out.

"But you can track them," We watched their movement's as they headed back up to the VIP area, the three splitting up into their apartments. Ten minutes later they emerged wearing swimming gear with towels over their shoulders. They gathered up Simon and Luca then the last I saw of them was entering the Biodome.