The Locket

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The Locket is the third installment in the SILO files. The first chapter is planned to make its debut sometime in September of 2012.

In 1961, a brilliant nuclear physichist develops a secret nuclear weapon to be used as a last resort against the Soviet Union. Fearing if they captured the weapon, the scientist developed a secret and sophisticated detonator to render the nukes useless.

Years after he dies, an airline is flying from Stockholm to New York when it mysteriously explodes and crash lands on the Swedish beach with no survivors. SILO is called to investigate. Despite the seemingly normal job, they are unknowingly interfered with a multibillionaire political party with malicious plans, which could result in the fall of the modern world.

Teaser
Aside from the cold gray building that sat just short of the mountain's summit, nothing on the French Alps looked as if it had changed for nearly a hundred years. In both World wars, the German Luftwaffe found the Alps to be impassible, especially going through neutral Switzerland. That, and the cold temperature had froze engines on many Junkers and Messerschmitts. The Luftwaffe had rumored to have lost nearly thirty aircraft in trying to reach the eastern border. Eventually they gave up, prompting an invasion through the Ardennes forest, past their Maginot fortification.

If one thing hadn't changed since then, it was the subzero temperatures. The SILO team was dressed in the warmest snow gear they had in their arsenal and Havok felt as if his eyes water and would freeze solid once they left his eyes. He had to admire one thing he was observing, the two men sitting on one of the bunker's balconies in simple suits. They moved frequently, to generate body heat and often had to check their H&K UMP submachine guns to make sure they functioned properly.

He would've laughed if he were their superior.

A voice chirped in his headset, "Commander, there's a pipeline that runs under the target room where we can traverse. Problem is, is that those guards don't look like they're heading inside anytime soon."

Another voiced chimed in, "If only we could turn down the temperature some more."

"Yeah," the other voice replied, "but then we'd be wishing we were the yeti."

Havok looked around at the surroundings, the snow was deep and sloped downwards.the ascent was staggering, even for Taylor Crespo, a well-trained SEAL. If one couldn'tmove without attracting attention, intentionally create it.

"Crespo, you still got a ccouple of grenades on you?"

"Roger."

Havok pointed, being slow despite well hidden bedhind snow covered trees. "We're gonna make a homemade French avalanche."