“The emergence of autonomous weapons systems and the prospect of losing meaningful human control over the use of force are grave threats that demand urgent action.”

Report by Human Rights Watch and the Harvard Law SchoolInternational Human Rights Clinic, 2021

“The prospect of a future where the decision to take a human life is delegated to machines is abhorrent.”

Phil Twyford, New Zealand Minister of Disarmament and Arms Control

“Pentagon Confirms Russia Has a Submarine Nuke Delivery Drone.

This is very bad news.

The existence of Status-6 was originally greeted with some skepticism — the weapon sounds so horrible, so devastating, so completely over the top it is difficult to process that someone would actually want to build such a thing. Unfortunately for all of mankind, it appears that it is very real.”

Kyle Mizokami, Popular Mechanics, December 2016

You find a leak. Flooding finds you.”

Submarine Force wisdom

“Save the mission, save the ship, save the reactor, then save the crew — in that order.”

Submarine Force directive

“I still have one torpedo and two main engines.”

Commander Michael Pacino, Captain of SSN-21 USS SeawolfOperation JailbreakBo Hai Bay, surrounded by attacking Red Chinese destroyers and aircraft

“If I have to die on this mission, I intend to die with an empty torpedo room.”

Lieutenant Anthony Pacino, Arabian Sea, Operation Panther
<p>PROLOGUE</p>NOW: 2:45 pm local time

The panicked communication that a fire had broken out in the middle level of the forward compartment came over his headphones, since the boat was rigged-for-ultraquiet with the 1MC general announcing speakers disabled.

Lieutenant Anthony Pacino felt the hard shot of adrenalin hit his system as he selected the ship-wide circuit and barked into his boom microphone. “Fire in forward compartment middle level, fire in forward compartment middle level, casualty assistance team muster in the torpedo room! All hands, don EABs!” He could feel his thinking becoming intensely focused, one track of his mind responding automatically to repeated training for this emergency, another wondering what started the fire and how bad it was, a third thinking ahead to what this meant to the mission. The submarine force’s directive rang in his mind—save the mission, save the ship, save the reactor, then save the crew, in that order. If the fire were severe, there would be no saving this mission, he thought, glancing at the chart display for an escape route.

Pacino hurriedly pulled on his emergency air breathing mask with the fireproof hood, took an experimental breath of the dry, hot air and frowned through the mask’s faceplate at the navigator. The control room they stood in was on the widest deck of the boat, straddling the centerline of the cylindrical hull of the submarine. In the forward compartment. In the forward compartment’s middle level. The very same level as the fire.

“Navigator,” Pacino ordered, “get the fuck to the scene and see what the hell is going on.”

ONE HOUR AGO: 1:45 pm local time

The rigged-for-ultraquiet submarine Vermont hovered a hundred yards north of the twin islands of the deep channel of the Zapadnaya Litsa Fjord, less than 1500 yards from the Russian Federation’s Zapadnaya Litsa Submarine Base.

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