Hell yeah man, i'm still confused though. Sea mines i've seen have large contact pin detonators if thats even close to the technical term, so naturally they dredge it up, being drage something thourhg the mud and silt and force it out, hmmmm.
It's now bringing me back to a book we read, but were not suposed to read, when about 10 years old at school in english, the wasp factory..
Frank occupies himself with his rituals and an array of weapons (from his
catapult, to home-made
flame throwers and
pipe bombs) to control the island. He goes for long walks and runs, and occasionally gets
drunk with his dwarf friend Jamie in the local
pub. Other than that, Frank has almost no contact with the world outside his island and admits he is afraid of it due to what it did to his brother, Eric.
If i recall, Jamie and he were at the beach and he saw a large bomb pointing out of the sand, so he gave his brother a length of wood, told him it was a bell and to hit it as hard as he could and that he'd run a long way away and see if he oculd hear it. Funny book but rather twisted
trust the scottish to be fucked in the head
Jamie acomplished all of that, including two other murders in his family, before he was even ten
