The Propeller’s Wrath
The massive propeller blades didn’t just spin. They exploded into life with a deafening, metallic scream.
WHOOSH! A hurricane of wind and seawater blasted backward, hitting the pirates square in the chest.
The men on the wing were swept off like ragdolls. They hit the water with heavy splashes, screaming as they were sucked toward the pontoons.One pirate clung to the door frame, his eyes wide with shock. The wind was so strong it was peeling the skin back on his face.
“Full power!” Jamie screamed, no longer afraid, but fueled by pure adrenaline.The plane began to lurch forward. But it wasn’t flying. It was a 5,000-pound battering ram on the water.
The second boat tried to turn, but they were too close. The seaplane’s heavy metal pontoon was heading straight for their hull.