Amphibia Ships Novels & Stories

Afro extended his hand to Matthew. “Yeah, see you.” Matthew also extended his and they shook hands. After that, Afro picked up his bag and was on his own way. Matthew already had his backpack on and began looking around for a counter of sorts. Matthew walked around and observed his surroundings. The harbour sure was busy, though it looked more like an activity centre. There were few ships since the goods would be transported underwater using animals such as whales, dolphins, mosasaurs, and sharks. With so few humans around, Matthew felt a bit awkward walking among these people. He saw a map on a pillar nearby. Matthew went closer to inspect it. It was an emergency route map, but it provided

Xander said. "The southern coastal shelf," she said. "The blind spot in our observation network — the section of the lower basin that's accessible from the sea but not from the ridge above. The visual scouts don't have angles on it." She looked at Elena. "The secondary fleet is amphibious-capable. They're not waiting for the sixty-four hours." She paused. "They're going to hit the deep-water entry points before the remaining two Western Plains vanguards arrive." Kincaid looked at the map.

The cruise ships lowered ramps, and hordes of passengers came ashore. The military vessels arrived, some berthing and others hovering in offshore guard formation. Then came Amera, identified by the secondary flag designed with stars on blue and red strips underscored by the ship’s name. Bjorn eased to the surface and stood still, supported by the strength of his short spiny legs. Let Dad see and know that his son was sturdy enough to travel in Below without taking to the air.