“Trial engage clear.” A muted horn sounded throughout the ship, followed by, “Attention all hands, missile alert actual, missile alert actual, stand by for missile launch.” The tech then reported, “Launchers in the green and reporting clear. CDS enable. Weapon commit in three, two, one, now.” The ASTAB monitors cleared, and they began to show the Mk 41 launcher status and the status of the missiles in the forward launcher that were being chosen by the Aegis system for the first ripple. A button marked “Hold Fire” was blinking rapidly in the lower-left comer of the communications panel, where both Hart and his data-entry tech could reach it — Feinemann had a blinking Hold Fire button as well, and he had full authority to use it.
Aegis selected ten missiles and began a pre-programmed ten-second warmup and target-data transfer cycle. “Missile counting down, ten missiles in the green… missile one forward in five… four… three… two… one… launch! Missiles away.”
Up on the forward deck of the
“Six missiles away forward,” the tech reported. “Forward launcher secure and reporting clear, plenum status normal, refire status normal. Counting down on aft launcher… in three… two… one… mark.”
The canister door on the aft launcher flipped open and the first SM-2 fired…
But something happened.
Instead of shooting skyward, the SM-2 rose about twenty feet above the launcher, the solid-propellant motor stopped running, and the missile slipped backwards, crashed to the deck, and exploded.
The concussion threw half of the Aegis crew members to the deck. Feinemann was the only one able to react — he hit the Hold Fire button to ensure that no other missiles from the aft launcher tried to launch. “Status report!” he cried out. “Get me a status report!”
The damage-control alarm was ringing throughout the
Hart’s ears were ringing hard — from the blast, the confusion, or the sudden disorientation of having the normally steady deck heaving beneath him, he couldn’t tell which — but he managed to straighten himself in his seat and help his tech up. Several ASTAB monitors had gone down, and Feinemann’s LSDs were blank. “Mark 7 system is faulted… both launchers shut down.… SPY-1 is still on-line,” he reported. On the intercom, he shouted, “Bridge, CIC, Mark 7 system fault, recommend immediate AAW command transfer.”
“CIC, bridge, copy, command transfer to
Anti Aircraft Warfare Coordination system on its Mk 76 weapons-control consoles.
The transfer was made, but far too late.
Three C601 antiship missiles, air-launched versions of the huge Silkworm missile, survived the Aegis counterattack made by
The last missile hit the carrier
The missile’s titanium nosecap pierced the outer hull of the carrier before the eleven-hundred-pound high-explosive warhead detonated, ensuring that most of the missile’s deadly force was directed inside the vessel.
“Bullet Six flight, say your bingo status,” the controller aboard the Air Force E-3C AWACS plane radioed.
“Bullet Six is seven minutes to bingo,” Lieutenant Jason “Razor” Penrose reported.
“Ditto for Bullet Seven.”
“Copy. Stand by… Bullet flight, code is ‘slippery,’ repeat, ‘slippery.’ ”