Mission: Raniganj

Gill looked at the massive drilling rigs sitting idle in the yard. "Yes," he said. "That's exactly what we’ll do."

The first problem was time. The trapped miners had only flashlights and a single telephone line that still crackled with static. Their voices, relayed up, were haunted: "The water is rising. We can see the ceiling getting closer. We're singing hymns." Mission Raniganj

Suddenly, a deafening crack echoed through the tunnel. A nearby river had secretly eaten away at the rock above, and now, millions of gallons of water came crashing through the roof of the mine. The men barely had time to scream. Gill looked at the massive drilling rigs sitting