ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 113 – Trouble in "Paradise"?
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
Adrian Johnson: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Aiden McIntyre-Worthington: Son of Liam McIntyre and Adopted son of Luke Worthington
Alex Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance
Ariel "Ari" Rebel: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)
Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto
Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann
Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force – Adopted son of Ari Rebel
Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Protector of David Longdick-Allman
David Longdick-Allman: Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army – Medical Director of Fort Connor
Duke Stone III: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army – Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman
Frazer Sullivan: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Fort Connor Alpha Zulu 69)
George Battenberg: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Hayao Kinugasa, Major, Ret.: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori: Son of Hito Janson-Winter Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Hito Jansson-Winter: Son of David Jansson-Winter and Date Masamune
Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)
James "Jimmy" Yasumori: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army – Protector of Hikaru Longdick-Allman Masamune
Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre
Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)
Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel
Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)
Juan Martinez: 4 Star General, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Juaquin "Jay" de Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez
Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army – Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor
Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington
Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army – Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts
Manuel de Vázquez: Physicist/Engineer - Worthington Industries
Mario "Mani" Garcia: Son of the President of Mexico (Adopted son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto)
Mark Roberts: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Bobby Longdick-Allman
Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General – Alpha Zulu Program in Japan
Michael "Allen" Roberts: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Napoleon Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Noah Meat-Goodman: Adopted Son of Doug Meat and Steven Goodman
Randall Masters:
Six
Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army – Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman
Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Roger DeSoto: 4 Star General, U.S. Army – Security for Mario Garcia
Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg
Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)
Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel
William Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Yuuto Meat-Goodman Kinugasa: Adopted Son of Noah Meat-Goodman and Hayao Kinugasa
"Angus" (Name Classified): (Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody at Fort Connor)
"Biff" Jones (Name Classified): (Son of POTUS and guest in residence at Fort Connor)
*Adam Mann: Four Star
General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Anthony Caruso: Four Star
General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)
*Beauty Malinois: 1st
Sergeant, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
*Bob Jones: Four Star General,
U.S. Army (Base
Commander Fort Connor)
*Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2
Star),
U.S.
Army – Fort Connor Adjutant
*Connor
Williams: Staff Sergeant,
U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)
*Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
*Doug Meat: Six Star General
of the Armies U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Gerald Isaac: Captain, U.S. Army
– Security for Tommy Longdick-Allman
*Gloria Worthington: aka "Mama
Bear" Board Chair of Worthington Industries (a major multi-national defense
contractor)
*Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones &
Danny Henry
*Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army
– Protector of David Longdick-Allman
*Jason Allman: Six Star General
of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S.
Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman
*John Worthington: COO R&D of
Worthington Industries
*Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington
Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington
*Luke Worthington: CEO of
Worthington Industries
*Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army
– Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon
*Mason Allen: Six Star General
of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Matt Longdick Six Star General
of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Oliver Winter: Six Star
General, U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
*Randy Adam "RA"
Worthington:
Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington
*Randy Best: Four Star
General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Robert Allen
Gregory, Four Star
General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Robert Manning, Captain: U.S. Army
(Aide
to General Meat and General Goodman)
*Robert Masters: Major General,
U.S. Army Alpha Zulu Security
*Rod Jackson: Lieutenant
General (3 Star), U.S. Army – Base Commander of Fort Connor
*Steven Douglas
Worthington: (aka S.D.) (Adopted
sons of Robert Allen Gregory and R.A. Worthington)
*Steven Goodman: Six Star General
of the Armies, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu 69
*Viktor Jannson: Six Star General,
U.S. Army – Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
*Wilhelm "Willy"
Rogers:
Colonel,
U.S. Army – Protector of Larry Winter-Jannson
*=Gone
but not forgotten
Matsukaze and Hikaru were enjoying a fantastic life at their remote secure Alpha Zulu base in Japan. It was so peaceful and just by Hikaru being present it gave such confidence to parents as to encourage them to place their sons, which had been threatened, with him into the Alpha Zulu program. In the 18 months the Japanese program had been in existence they had increased their staffing to a full complement of 200 soldiers and currently had 28 imps in residence. The men enjoyed kicking the soccer ball around with the imps and the imps flourished in both athletics and their education with the stress of their threatened lives removed. Little did anyone know what waited for them shortly. "Skinny Dipping" became the choice of both soldiers and imps when off duty and free time was available.
It was a beautiful sunny day and the base was functioning at optimal performance. Suddenly, ALERT, ALERT... SENSORS SHOW AN IMMINENT INCURSION OF OVER 100 HOSTILES! The men went into high gear, imps were locked securely in their mountain stronghold and the men raced for their combat gear and their assigned posts. This would indeed be a baptism by fire. How such a large incursion had progressed so far into Japan's territorial waters without being challenge was a question a few military minds would be answering to a very upset Field Marshall. Hikaru was in trauma mode fearing for the security of Matsukaze. He had nearly lost him once and the thought of losing his partner terrified him. Hikaru had to be strong for their son and all the imps. The sounds of mortars and small arms resounded through the granite rock for hours. OPS requested the support of Marine Special Forces and finally after adding an addition 200 marines to the Alpha Zulu contingency the incursion was terminated, and the imps were safe. Why was it no surprise that the uniforms and equipment was that used by North Korea. Alpha Zulu had been "bloodied", but the planning and training proved to be successful. No imps were ever in danger and overall Alpha Zulu was commended for their successful defense of their base. Seventy-six hostiles were killed, 15 surrendered rather than being killed and the balance successfully retreated back to wherever they originated. Alpha Zulu had 2 casualties and 15 wounded soldiers. This was the first but not the last time Alpha Zulu would defend the honor of Japan and protect the imps of their Brain Trust. (We buried our dead and mourned their passing. Even the deaths of two soldiers was two too many!)
Matsukaze was livid when he video conference with the Minister of Defense. It was inexcusable for such a large force to enter our territorial waters and not be challenged by our military. Heads will roll and the men of Alpha Zulu will all volunteer for the firing squad. Hopefully, with the large loss of life in the incursion the individuals authorizing such an incursion would think twice about repeating it.
In Israel, Jacob was enjoying a wonderful night of sleep after an intense session of Stress Management provided by his partner. 0159 hours and OPS announces: ALERT, ALERT... Our Early Warning System shows a pending incursion presumed hostile. All men to action stations. All the soldiers praised the man who invented VELCRO! Within minutes the JR was secured and protected in the imps underground bunker with Sergeant Major Yossi and his handler. Stations were manned and we all waited for where the incursion would present itself. A head on attack against our strongest point made no sense until we realized a trio of soldiers attempted to infiltrate our camp by stealth. These three soldiers were eliminated with extreme prejudice. The balance of men providing the diversionary frontal assault resulted in a total loss of brave soldiers. Between our attack helicopters attacking the men outside of our security fence and the automatic fire from our soldiers all insurgents were killed in the attempt. What shocked Jacob was the three soldiers that tried to infiltrate our Camp all had a picture of his son. Why would anyone waste so many trained soldiers to capture or kill one imp. It was only a matter of time and it would become all too apparent.
A few days later after JR's protector arrived back at CAMP YEHONATAN, only by accident was the true motivation of why someone would invest such a massive amount of resources to capture one imp. JR accompanied his protector when he went to qualify with his handgun and bullpup. Watching his protector disassemble and clean his guns after use, JR asked if he could try. Requesting permission from Jacob he was advised direct supervision was required. To the surprise of everyone in less than 60 second JR had disassembled a sidearm and reassembled it and what shocked everyone he had never touched a firearm before. Repeating the performance with the bullpup after watching his protector he again shocked everyone. Jacob and his partner were requested to join the staff at the gun range and to the shock of his parents he repeated his performance.
Jacob turned to the range master sergeant and asked for a blank target and a pencil. "JR, can you remember what your Mother and Father were working on when they were killed?" "Would you draw it for me?" Within minutes an accurate scaled depiction of a new miniature nuclear trigger was drawn from memory. Thanking JR, his protector was advised the mess sergeant would have a big bowl of vanilla ice cream with plenty of hot fudge topping if you can beat Sergeant Major Yossi to it. Everyone was laughing as JR was dragging his protector to the mess hall. Now it was time to shock the hell out of the Ministry of Defense and the leaders of Israel.
Requesting an immediate video conference with the Minister of Defense Jacob calmly stated he now knew why hostiles wanted his son. Showing the Minister, the drawing made by JR 15 minutes previous the Minister demanded to know where he came by this classified document. Our new son appears to have a photographic memory and total recall. He drew it from memory seeing it on the desk of his parents. JR will have to be tested to confirm my suspicions, but I believe he can reproduce any document he has ever seen sitting beside his parents as they were working. JR is truly a genius and one we will all protect with our lives. JR disassembled and reassembled a handgun in under 60 seconds from just watching his protector do it. The same for his bullpup. He had never touched a firearm before today. CAMP YEHONATAN is the most secure place in Israel to keep him.
The lights burned well past midnight in the Ministry of Defense and the Office of the Prime Minister. A decision was made they hoped never had to be done... JR's protector was ordered to report to the office of the Minister of Defense. Walking in and being shocked to see both the Minister of Defense and the Prime Minister, formal courtesies were exchanged, and they relaxed in comfortable seating. The Prime Minister was the first to speak and said the decision reached in the past 24 hours was the most difficult one he has made in his entire political career. JR's mind holds the security of the National of Israel. If he were to be captured by foreign powers Israel could become non-existent within 12 months. Think of miniature nukes the size of a laptop computer being detonated in every major city in Israel. There would be no defense, we would either be required to surrender or be annihilated. What I am about to order you to do will only be known to the three of us. If JR is ever taken by hostile forces, you are to neutralize him rather than allow him be taken. The fate of Israel rests upon your compliance with this order. This is a direct order and you are not to divulge it to anyone!
Only at Fort Connor was a peace unknown since its inception and was being enjoyed. Our Command Generals were doing their PR duties visiting as many colleges as possible and encouraging recruitment of the future leaders of our great military. They truly enjoyed the times they could have an extended stay at West Point and the fond memories of being young cadets. Neither of them had any realization of what the future held for them and they wondered if the individuals the Pentagon planners had chosen to replace them in a "worse case scenario" could even start to imagine the responsibilities that came with these damn six stars on their shoulders. A newly elected POTUS was anxious to show off to the world the two Generals of the Armies of the United States which he held in such high esteem. Time for a world tour and to bask in the positive glow of the world media. Yes, Peace finally reigned at Alpha Zulu and protecting our imps was actually an enjoyable task. It had been nearly two years since the last incursion and Alpha Zulu was really a primo posting and any individual selected truly felt honored. General Date was reaching retirement age and even with five-star generals being on active duty for life he wanted to spend his senior years with his family and his loving partner David. Jimmy became the base commander of Alpha Zulu and Hito was the proud partner and supported Jimmy in accepting this great honor. Now Hito had to split himself between Fort Connor and Jimmy, the Penthouse with his grandfathers and Japan with Hikaru and his partner. Occasionally, his father David would insist that Jimmy and Hito escape to their Virgin Island Penthouse and rekindle the romance in their lives.
One rare quiet evening Adrian and Randy were spending alone on base they quietly commented to each other they had to face the inevitable and the Presidential Directive we were only allowed to "DIE FROM OLD AGE" would soon be a reality. They decided to meet with POTUS and see if he had selected individuals to replace them and if he wanted them to mentor the replacements. They both had a wonderful life together and obtained goals they never dreamed possible. They had a loving family, sons who had accomplished greatness in their lives and a multitude of grandchildren to carry on the family line. They both had to chuckle thinking about T&T who now run the day to day operations of the largest Military Industrial Complex in the world were once out of control teenage nymphomaniacs who never met a soldier they didn't want to seduce and now as parents get to experience the reality of having sons with rampant adolescent hormones. (At least there hadn't been any additional $50,000,000.00 USD fiascos since Luke's mishap.)
Asking OPS to see if POTUS was available to chat, his smiling face appeared on their giant wall screen. "How can I help my two good friends?" We'd like a private meeting with you to discuss our future. When are you available? We can fly to Washington or you are always welcome at Fort Connor. POTUS smiled from ear to ear commenting your food is better than what is served at the White House... how about next Monday, I'll make it a full day trip. Tell that hard ass doctor of yours the Secret Service says he can't be around any handguns while I'm on base! DISCONNECT!
We warned staff at the morning meeting that POTUS would be on base next Monday so make certain everything is functioning at 100%. As Randy and I walked the base on Sunday afternoon we were impressed with the pride the men held in Fort Connor. The entire base was immaculate and even the imps quarters had been cleaned, laundry done, and beds made. Yes, miracles do happen at Fort Connor!
POTUS was planning on enjoying three great meals with the men of Fort Connor. Air Force One requested authorization to land as Randy and I were in the shower and we had to quickly dress and head to the airfield. Full military honors were rendered and then we escorted our guest to morning flag raising. The smell of coffee was only enhancing the smell of another great Fort Connor meal. As our guest, POTUS was asked to go first and we enjoyed a good meal and chatted as old friends. POTUS spontaneously went to the four squads and commented how proud he was of his Alpha Zulu team. "YOU EPITOMIZE THE VALUE AND SET THE STANDARD FOR THE ARMY OF THE UNITED STATES!" The words of POTUS were better than being presented with a Silver Star. I knew Mama Bear looking down from Heaven was so proud of what she had accomplished and how it had such a positive impact on our great nation.
Randy and I were surprised when our "new" POTUS asked our Chaplain if he would show him our Chapel. He had been told by numerous military chaplain ours was the most beautiful chapel in the military. He was anxious to see it. Basking in the beauty which had been so freely given by the Worthingtons to the men of Alpha Zulu POTUS was indeed impressed. Asking the Chaplain if he would excuse him for a few minutes he would like to meditate and thank God for the brave men who serve our great nation. Returning a short time later the Chaplain escorted POTUS to our residence so we could ponder our future.
In our day long discussions POTUS made it absolutely clear in no way was he letting us retire at the moment. There were too many negative forces in play throughout the world which still presented a "clear and present dangerous" and threat to our great country. Yes, the Pentagon has two Colonels selected and recommended to replace you once you die or retire. Asking us how we felt about bringing them on board as our adjutants and nurturing them and prepare them to fill our big shoes. "WE SERVE AT YOUR PLEASURE!" I'll give you a few weeks to allow them to acclimate to Fort Connor then I'm sending you around the world and especially to reinforce our support of the Alpha Zulu program in Israel and Japan. Both are facing challenges as great as the "Knights" were to us.
Two very shocked Colonels walked down the plane ramp and had their credentials verified. The 1st Sergeant greeted them warmly "With the compliments of our Commanding Generals, would you join them in their office?" (Like they could refuse... NOT!) The two men were still in shock being transferred to Alpha Zulu and now an immediate command performance in front of the Generals... Damn, who did they piss off at the Pentagon? Standing at attention and reciting the customary: "Reporting as ordered..." they were still in awe of the six stars on our shoulders. "Gentlemen: Neither Randy or I are getting any younger and we have reached the stage in our lives where we require some assistance." "We are asking the two of you to accept the position as our adjutants and aides." "I do believe you will find the opportunity not only challenging but most rewarding." "If you have no interest, I will do my best and use the power of the six stars on my shoulders to find you a posting you desire." Both men smiled and only commented: "ANY MAN WOULD BE A FUCKED-UP IDIOT TO TURN DOWN SUCH AN OPPORTUNITY!"
I've arranged for you two to spend a week in Washington with the Worthingtons, General Date and his partner David... You have a mountain of paperwork to complete and the wonderful experience of being fitted for your new uniforms by our "unique" tailor. Once you get back and qualify with your sidearm and Uzi POTUS has us on a world tour "meet & great" with the power brokers and egocentric leaders of world countries. I urge you to close your mouth and engage your brain... you'll find the taste of shoe leather in your mouth is most unpleasant after a royal ass chewing from POTUS... I speak from personal experience. "WELCOME TO OUR WORLD!"
Our two new Colonels had big smiles on their faces as they did their walk of shame the morning after their welcome "gang bang". They were now officially part of our Alpha Zulu brotherhood and every man would fight to the death to defend them. I'm certain this morning their only concern other than getting out of bed was how to put their legs together and walk. (Oh, the fond memories!)
As anticipated, the first stop on our world tour was to London and the Court of St. James and tea with Her Majesty the Queen. Our new Colonels were in awe of the Pomp and Circumstance that accompanied such a simple event. And, then the fun of meeting with the hard ass brits at their Ministry of Defense. If the British military wasn't bad enough the French were just plane rude. Germany and Russia welcomed us with open arms and I was so looking forward to visiting Italy and the Vatican. Our motorcade inadvertently interrupted a police "sting" of a Mafia operation and our security ended up supporting the police and eliminating the members of the Mafia who were resisting. The Mafia vowed vengeance... "Been there, done that... nothing new!" We had a wonderful visit at the Vatican and assured the Pope he had our total support of any program whose goal was world peace.
Arriving in Israel Ari met us warmly and told us his entire family was gathering at the family compound to celebrate with us tonight. Privately, he warned us to keep any classified documents well secure. My new grandson "JR" has a photographic memory and total recall. His head holds all the nuclear secrets of Israel. It would devastate our nation if he felt into hostile hands. We twelve adults and one imp had a wonderful evening together. JR reminded us how to be young again. We flew from Israel to Japan via India, South Korea and of course Brunei. We assured the Sultan of Brunei of our continued support so long as Democracy was allowed to flourish.
Meeting with Matsuzaka and Hikaru was wonderful even if we did travel to their Alpha Zulu base in windowless jets. We assured them of our total support regarding any incursion by North Korea and please don't forget about all the saber rattling in the Philippines. The Philippines is a powder keg just waiting for someone to light a match. We paid our respects to the brave men who made the ultimate sacrifice protecting their country, their Alpha Zulu base and their precious imps.
Flying out of Japanese Air Space POTUS was on the com complimenting us on all the great work we had done in our whirlwind tour. Let me express my thanks in a more tangible way... two weeks of Hawaiian sand and surf. Just don't piss off any Generals or Admirals and tolerate the "rubber chicken" dinners. Our security team really enjoyed their down time even if they had to endure tan lines. More than one man did the walk of shame to the breakfast buffet most mornings. Randy and I had to smile and I guess we had learned moderation in our senior years.
As our motorcade was going from our Hotel to the Airport we were attacked by a roadside IED (Improvised Explosive Device) and a number of RPG (Rocket Propelled Grenades) not to mention a multitude of automatic rifle fire. We immediately asked OPS for assistance and within minutes we had Airborne Special Forces descending to neutralize the threat. (Now who did we piss off? So much for the base General's Limo... I can see him trying to charge it off to my Alpha Zulu budget.)
As a majority of the attackers were Sicilian Nationals, we could only surmise we had really pissed off the Mafia. So much for peace and quiet we now faced a new insidious foe with probably resources as great as the Knights had. We had to remember our primary goal... PROTECT THE IMPS! So much for peace in paradise!
As soon as we were airborne in our behemoth 777-200 POTUS was on the com wanting reassurance we were all OK... Then the true POTUS surfaced wanting to know who we had pissed off this time. Apparently, the Mafia didn't like our assisting the local police and interrupting their multi-million lira heist in Rome. "NEVER A DULL DAY AT ALPHA ZULU!"
Seventy-two hours after arriving back at Fort Connor we had a major incursion... Our system was overwhelmed by a multitude of cruise missiles and then "cigar boats" lobbing mortar shells on our men. We had men down and injured and I was terrified one would be Randy. Being locked away with the imps was a necessity but I felt so helpless. When the blast door to the imps bunker opened two very traumatized adjutants entered and I knew the news was bad... we had lost two of our "brothers". Doc's partner jumped in front of a bullet meant for him as he was rendering aid to a wounded soldier. It was a lethal shot and he died in Doc's arms. The bad news is we lost Randy... He died protecting a group of soldiers providing protective fire so they could take shelter. His wounds were fatal and he died within minutes before Doc or any medical staff could reach him.
In total shock, I gave my adjutants a few simple orders:
1) Remove Doc from duty and put him on a suicide watch.
2) Have General Yasumori notify POTUS and SecDef of the deaths
3) Advise General Yasumori I am removing myself from duty until further notice.
4) Notify General Date and David of the deaths as well as the Worthingtons.
5) Advise the Chaplain when he has time, I would like to speak with him.
DISMISSED!
I was still in shock when the Chaplain requested permission to enter my quarters... I had just opened a new bottle of 20 year old single malt scotch and told the Chaplain it truly was a sin to enjoy the "Nectar of the Gods" alone. "Will you join me?"
"General, you are not alone. Every man on base is here for you, any way you need us. You don't have to travel this road alone. Let us help you, please?
After one small sip of Scotch the Chaplain went into his "counselor" mode and I was not ready to open up and unload all of my grief.
"Excuse me Chaplain, I need to be by myself. Security has scrubbed my quarters for weapons and the only item on my agenda for the balance of the evening is this bottle of Scotch"
DISMISSED!
It was no shock to anyone when before sunrise a plane squawking "Air Force One" was requesting permission to land. Asked to be immediately be taken to my quarters I ignored the constant ringing of my doorbell. Finally, POTUS had OPS override my lockout and entered my quarters. I was in shock to hear the voice of POTUS stating: "Adrian, get your fucking ass out of bed and start acting like a General of the Armies!" Turning to my security detail POTUS only commented to get me in a shower, dressed and to make flag raising. He had a repeat performance for a Doctor who wasn't going to enjoy him in the least.
Doc's door was never locked and he always made himself available 24/7 but even he was shocked to see POTUS walk into his private quarters. Doc was in no shape to stand after spending the night with a bottle of 20 year old single malt scotch. POTUS turned into his fatherly mode and commented Doc's partner gave his life out of love to protect you. Don't dishonor his memory. The men of Fort Connor love you and need you. You and Adrian are the father figures the men depend on. Don't make me retire you because that isn't a legacy I want to leave as President. Turning to Doc's security detail he ordered them to assist Doc into the shower, get him dressed and help him to flag raising. The men needed to see both of these men and know their leaders were still dedicated to Alpha Zulu and Fort Connor.
After a quiet and somber breakfast POTUS asked for the Chaplain to accompany Doc and me to the staff conference room. POTUS was going to dictate terms and there was no quarter given. Doc and I would actively participate in PTSD and grief counseling with the Chaplain and he was expecting weekly reports on our participation and mental status. Failure to fully participate and POTUS would sign an executive order placing us in a secure psychiatric facility where we would follow medical directives. You have an outstanding Chaplain here and men who would walk through hell for either of you. The last thing I want to do is to have a hospital medicate you to the status of a zombie.
General Yasumori now has full command of Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu until I determine otherwise. Please, as my friend... let me help you. I love both of you and I truly feel your loss. Both of your partners would want you to continue with your lives, your careers and be the leaders of Alpha Zulu we know and love.
Turning to the Chaplain, POTUS advised he wanted immediate notification if any problem existed during their counseling sessions... otherwise weekly reports would suffice. "If I have to return to Fort Connor because one or both of you refuse to participate in your mandatory counseling sessions it will be with a Med-E-Vac and you will leave this base as a sedated zombie."
DISMISSED!
Logan and Alex were in shock both of the massive incursion upon Fort Connor and the loss of two of their Brothers which they considered father figures in their lives. As Date, David, Logan and Alex slowly sipped some great 100 year old Brandy they had no idea of what they could do to help these two great men they held in such high esteem. The men at the Castle were equally as shocked and saddened at the loss of their "brothers". The Chaplain would truly do honor to these great men with their funeral service and Adrian asked that Randy's funeral be private and internment at Arlington be for immediately family only. The Chaplain made his wishes known to POTUS and they were honored.
The Chaplain found it was a major challenge to get two generals to open up and fully participate in their counseling sessions. Doc was the first to accept the Chaplain was only trying to help him. Adrian had still retreated into himself in grief at losing the love of his life. Even with his sons Geof, Jeremy and their partners returning home it was next to impossible for Adrian to move on with his life. POTUS was concerned and only due to a reluctant Chaplain did Adrian avoid being hospitalized.
Adrian approached Jimmy and asked permission to go off base to Arlington so he could talk with Randy. Jimmy needed to seek the advice of the Chaplain and POTUS but he had no objection. A small security detail would accompany him. POTUS and the Chaplain hoped this was the breakthrough in Adrian's recovery. Adrian was even more depressed when he returned to Fort Connor... Even with every man on base trying their best to help, nothing seemed to be effective. The next morning Adrian's sons entered his bedroom to find him unconscious and unresponsive. Adrian was rushed to Medical and Doc did everything possible. but we all knew the inevitable when a little imp named Rodger took his hand and walked him into eternity.
Doc performed a full autopsy on his good friend and in a confidential conversation with POTUS he admitted if he listed his true findings they would revoke his medical license. There was no discernable cause of death. No terminal disease process, no drugs or alcohol induced death, he simple should have been able to walk off the autopsy table. "I firmly believe Adrian died of a broken heart!" Let's bury the man we all loved with the honor and dignity he deserves. The funeral was held at Fort Connor and the family accompanied the casket for burial at Arlington.
POTUS felt it was his fault and he should have hospitalized Adrian... the guilt would haunt him for the rest of his life. Only the reassurance of Date, David, Dale and Duke was POTUS able to move forward and accept the benefit of the Alpha Zulu program outweighed any risk to anyone including our six star Generals. It was a sad President who announced to the Nation the passing of these two great men.
Six months after the death of our Generals POTUS requested to address a joint session of Congress and asked the major broadcasters to carry it live. POTUS praised the Alpha Zulu program and how much of a positive impact it had on our great nation. As he mourned the loss of his late friends and six star Generals of the Armies of the United States... This position fills a unique niche in the Military and Political realm of our government. Everyone knew now what to expect. Duke, Date and Jimmy sat with the Joint Chiefs. Dale was seated with members of the Supreme Court and David and Hito had the rare privilege of being seated with the esteemed dignitaries present.
POTUS continued... I am submitting to Congress and to the American people two highly qualified individuals to be elevated to this high office and I know they have the ability to fulfill their destiny and serve our great nation. Two insignificant colonels who accompany General Yasumori were in shock when POTUS announced he weas nominating them to be the next SIX STAR GENERALS OF THE ARMIES OF THE UNITED STATES. As the television cameras focused on two shocked Colonels the entire room rose and applauded the honor POTUS was asking these two men to accept. If these two men thought coming out as being gay was the most difficult moment of their careers they have yet to meet the Senate committee that has to approve the nominations made by POTUS.
Invited to return with Date and David to their Penthouse, they were joined by Duke and Dale, Jimmy and Hito and a large contingent of Worthingtons including Angus and his partner. David had the Marriott Chef cater a late banquet and the celebration went on most of the night till almost sunrise. It was obvious no one was in any shape to return to Fort Connor till after a few hours sleep and many urns of strong hot black coffee. Jimmy and Hito finally returned from their alcohol induced psychosis enough to realize they needed to return to Fort Connor. Exiting their plane with our newly nominated Six Star Generals they found every man on base in his dress uniform and the request was made for a formal retreat in honor of our new "Commanding Generals". GRANTED!
When our group arrived at our parade ground we realized the Generals Six Star Flag which had been flown at half staff these past six months was now flying at full staff. Yes, the healing process was beginning and the men were accepting their new leaders with open arms and loving hearts. Our new Generals would quickly learn that every man was committed to them and to the protection of the imps we are dedicated to protect and serve.
Matsukaze was furious and had to control his anger when he met with the Minister of Defense over the major incurious of Alpha Zulu in Japan. We have a major flaw in the protection grid of our great nation and it needs to be repaired immediately. Yes, we can defend our camp and will against all hostile acts. But, what happens when the next attack is against a population center and we have major loss of civilian lives. We now know the problem exists and we are duty bound to correct it. It would be treasonous to ignore the problem.
The immediate effect of Matsukaze chewing on the bureaucratic asses at the Defense Ministry was the addition of six fully armed drones which could be used for surveillance as well as defense. Three fully armed attack helicopters were also added to the Alpha Zulu arsenal. Hopefully, this "band-aid" approach would protect the Alpha Zulu program but the total security of Japan needed to be addressed.
Hikaru was proud of Matsukaze standing up to the bureaucrats at the Defense Ministry and in private conversation with his grandfather (The Emperor) he made it known what Matsukaze had done. His partner was truly an honorable Samurai and placed the safety of his people above any risk to his military career. This would not go unnoticed by the Emperor.
Jacob was making his rounds of CAMP YEHONATAN and rushed to OPS as an Alert was sounded. Looking at the radar he only saw a mass of small blips totally surrounding his camp and headed directly toward the imps bunker. Hayao had upgraded their Phalanx system and within a few minutes over a thousand small drones were shot from the sky. Those drones that made it through the Phalanx system were quickly eliminated with combat shotguns. No injuries to Alpha Zulu personnel but JR needed dry underwear. Hayao was smiling when T&T called him into their office and gave him a case of 20 year old aged single malt Scotch that came in their secure mail compliments of Jacob. (Oh, would Hayao and Noah be paying the price the following morning as the drummers were still at their duty stations inside their heads.)
Our two Colonels were sitting in the office with Jimmy at Fort Connor as OPS announced POTUS on Video com for the Colonels. Jimmy saw the terror in the body posture of his friends and commented before you take the call just think about him sitting at his desk naked talking to you. It works every time. POTUS was unusually cheerful as he conversed with his six star nominees. Logan and Alex have extended you an invitation for a short stay at their Penthouse. You will need to meet with a number of Pentagon officials and be briefed on protocol for your Senate confirmation hearing. You'll face them shortly there-after, so you need to start thinking about your opening comments. Just make it honest and truthful, it works every time! Gotta run, GOOD LUCK!
Jimmy saw the terror in the eyes of his good friends and knew only one immediate solution. Procuring a bottle of 20 year old single malt Scotch from his bottom desk drawer along with three glasses he poured his guests a double neat and as the effect reached their brain they started to mellow out. As they sat their sipping the "Nectar of the Gods" Jimmy only comments to lock yourselves away after our evening meal and make love like you never have before. So what if you are walking funny tomorrow morning, it happens to all of us. The men will only love you more and bond even tighter to you. Tomorrow morning get in contact with SecDef and see when this Pentagon brainstorming session starts. Then let Logan and Alex know and I also would let Date and David know as well. Those four are becoming inseparable. You couldn't ask for four more loyal friends who will support you in everything you do. Jimmy's parting words to his good friends were: "NO MOONSHINE BEFORE YOU FACE THE SENATE HEARING"!
SecDef greeted them warmly as they video conferenced the next morning. We were advised we had two weeks to prepare our minds and then face our worse nightmare. A front line combat assignment is preferable to facing a Senate confirmation hearing. And, this hearing is open to the public and media and will be a live national broadcast on all major networks. Definitely not the time to be chewing on shoe leather. "AND, NO MOONSHINE!!!" You may need it after the confirmation hearing but definitely not till the final gavel falls.
Logan and Alex were fantastic hosts and they knew the stress and trauma we were under and would be facing these next few weeks. We would retreat to the Penthouse every evening and have a quiet dinner and adjourn to our bedroom. Date and David would join us often and their candid comments of their fathers and the former Generals of Fort Connor gave us a unique insight as to the future we faced. We quickly realized we had a unique opportunity to impact the lives of millions of individuals and the future of the military of our country. Hell yes, there were risks but just being a member of the armed forces was in itself a risk.
The morning of the Senate Confirmation Hearing was upon us and to our surprise, Logan, Alex, David, Date, SecDef and the Joint Chiefs sat in the front row directly behind us showing their support of the President's nomination. When asked if we had an opening statement I respectfully answered yes.
"For reasons totally unknown to us the President of the United States upon the evaluation and recommendation of the Pentagon has ask us to take on this high responsibility and honor. When we graduated from West Point and decided upon a career in the Army we hoped we might retire as a full bird Colonel. Not in our wildest expectation did we ever consider making it to a general staff position. To say our minds are in shock at what has transpired over these past few weeks would be an understatement. From the time we took our Oath on the field at West Point we have dedicated our lives to the United States Army and to our great country. However the President and the military chain of command feel we may best serve this great Nation we pledge our lives and sacred honor to fulfill our commitment and destiny." (The room exploded in applause!)
After five days and over 30 hours of public grilling I think we were asked everything about our lives, personal and profession excluding what color jock strap we wore. Yes, there were senators chumming the water for pet projects wanting our endorsements but we were well advised to stay clear of any comments and refer them to the Pentagon to answer their question. What shocked us most was as the Chairman was preparing to call the question and gavel the committee closed, he announced we have an honored guest who has requested to make a public statement of support of our nominees. General of the Army Date Masamune! (Being the most decorated living member of the Armed Forces and holder of the Medal of Honor politicians and the public considered his words as scripture.)
Date stood before the committee proudly and spoke from his heart: "Senators and my fellow Americans, I have known these two Colonels but a short time but I can say without reservation they are truly men of honor and are committed to our great Nation. I would follow them to hell and back in combat. Yes, they are inexperienced at their age but weren't we all... we all learned and I trust these men to only represent the best qualities and interest of the United States Military. They now wear the uniform of the United States Army but when they are confirmed and take their oath as Generals of the Armies of the United States they will represent every member of every branch of our armed forces. David and I have full faith in their abilities and dedication to serve our country. I hope you will quickly confirm their appointment so we can fully utilize the talents these men possess. Thank you for allowing me to share my comments with this committee and the American people." (Again, the room exploded in applause and the committee chair was in no hurry to gavel it quiet.)
The Chair called the question and every member (Republic and Democrat) voted to recommend us to the full Senate as Six Star General of the Armies of the United States and Ambassador-at-Large for POTUS. Every member in the room stood and applauded including the members of the committee. We had never felt more inadequate in our lives. Now we had to live up to the high praise and responsibilities given us.
The next morning, we all gathered in Date and David's penthouse and watched as the full Senate voted on our confirmation. On a vote of 99-1 (1 abstention out of respect for George Washington) our confirmation was approved. Almost immediately our coms went off with OPS stating POTUS for our two new Generals. We were expected at the White House at 1000 hours Saturday morning for the presentation of our ranks and to take our oath of commission. POTUS concluded: "Congratulations, you made both me and the country proud this week!"
Dale was beaming with pride in his role as Chief Justice of the United States as he administered our Oath of Commission as we were following in the footsteps of his fathers. (Another IOU collected by our Chief Justice.)
I William Robertson, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God. (And, thus I pledge my sacred honor.)
I George Battenberg, do solemnly swear that I will support and defend the Constitution of the United States against all enemies, foreign and domestic; that I will bear true faith and allegiance to the same; that I take this obligation freely, without any mental reservation or purpose of evasion; and that I will well and faithfully discharge the duties of the office on which I am about to enter. So help me God. (And, thus I pledge my sacred honor.)
The Chairman of the Joint Chiefs swapped our Colonel "Birds" for the gaudy six stars which would traumatize most every soldier we would ever meet. Our lives and futures now belonged to the people of the United States of America. I prayed for God to be with us and give us strength and guidance to prevent us from ever bringing disgrace upon the Army or our great country. As every military person present from private to General saluted we returned the salute and accepted our destiny.
The balance of the day was spent socializing with the power brokers of Washington and the leaders and influential members of the House and Senate. By the time it started to "break up" we thanked POTUS as Date and David rescued us, helped us to break through the media lines and find safety in our Beast as we headed back to their Penthouse. Logan and Alex had reserved the entire Marriott dining room and every living Worthington was present to congratulate us and offer us any assistance needed in the future. As we were finally able to escape to the safety of Date and David's penthouse there was a firm knock at the door and Date and David had big smiles as Angus and his partner walked in. Angus spoke from his heart: "You two are starting a new life together and there is no better way than to start it with a family. Here ae the portfolios on five young men in need of a loving family. Let me know when you have made your selection, I'll be down mooching off of Alex and Logan... take your time, their food is far superior to pizza and takeout." David and Date confirmed Angus wouldn't leave until we had made a selection... SD had taught him well.
Even being exhausted from the events of the week we got little sleep that night. Reading the horror stories of these five young men we pondered if we had the ability to help them with their journey in life. We knew there would be challenges in our future but never one so close and personal. We all knew Angus was only being honorable and wanting the best for the children the Worthington Foundation supported and we pledged ourselves to help Angus in the future whenever and however possible. Finally, as the first rays of a new day were streaming through our bedroom window, we decided upon a traumatized young adolescent who had lost his parents in a tragic car accident. He had suffered multiple severe injuries and had already endured numerous major surgeries. I sure hoped Doc was up to the challenge and little did we realize this was the exact catalyst to bring back our loving curmudgeon of a doctor we all loved and cherished.
Date and David hosted a wonderful buffet brunch and we held off on telling Angus of our selection so he could enjoy another delicious five star meal before he and his partner had to again face "pizza and take out". (Our own way of thanking him.) After enjoying an outstanding five star Marriott Prime Rib dinner we all adjourned to the Great Room and started to enjoy some outstanding 20 year old Single Malt Scotch which would ruin our palate for any other drink and become a life long love affair for the two of us. It truly was "The Nectar of the Gods". As we finished off the evening with some "Reserved Stock" 100 year old Brandy, Logan and Alex excused themselves only to return with two long rosewood cases. We were as giddy as a young boy getting his first bicycle. We knew these were the jeweled sabers which had become synonymous with the rank of General of the Armies of the United States. Their beauty was truly understated and just to hold one is an experience which can't be described in words. (As had the previous six star Generals, we would donate our Sabers in our wills to the Alpha Zulu museum.) Excusing themselves again, they returned with two additional small rosewood presentation cases which when opened each contained a beautiful hand carved, gold inlaid Glock with a white gold "W" inlaid in the grip above diamonds in our six star configuration. We were speechless and humbly accepted these gifts of outstanding quality from two men who would be our close friends for the rest of our lives.
As we graciously thanked Alex and Logan they assured us these were gifts from all the Worthingtons to two new friends and extended members of the Worthington Clan. We hope you will accept our invitation to spend the Holidays with our family at Camp Phoenix. (Also a tradition we have no intention of changing.) As the evening was breaking up, we shared with Angus and our friends the selection we had made for our son. It would be months before he would be released from the hospital but we wanted to meet him and let him know he wouldn't travel this difficult road alone. Everyone present acknowledged the challenge before us and pledged to help in anyway possible.
Date and David advised our friendly tailor would make a "Penthouse call" at 1000 hours tomorrow for our first fitting for our new dress uniforms, ambassador uniform and our mess dress (Tux). We would need to hang around in Washington for a few days and they recommended we see the sights in casual clothes with a small unobtrusive security detail. Just make certain you are well armed, unfortunately you never know when you will need to defend yourself. When we asked our friendly tailor if he could "tone down" our uniforms and make them more "user friendly" and comfortable he advised us our Ambassador Uniform specifications were dictated by the State Department and our Dress Uniforms and Mess Dress (Tux) was dictated by the Pentagon. Neither he or us had any consideration to change them in any way. We were starting to see the future that awaited us. Our tailor would return on Wednesday for our final fitting and our uniforms would be delivered on Thursday morning.
We advised OPS and General Yasumori that we would be returning to Fort Connor on Friday afternoon. And, PLEASE, nothing special... we would like to have a quiet, peaceful, uneventful weekend at Fort Connor before we have to face the rigors that accompany these "Six Stars". "PLEASE AND THANK YOU!"
Wednesday afternoon Angus contact us and informed us he had received the consent of child service s so we could meet our prospective son and discuss the potential of him joining our unique family. Date and David accompanied us when we went to meet our son. We asked our security detail to keep a low profile, we didn't want to traumatic the young man we hoped would want to be part of our family. Date and David were totally non-responsive when we asked them about the two packages they were carrying. We were advised it was on a NEED TO KNOW and we didn't NEED TO KNOW!
As the four of us walked into the hospital room of our son we were in shock at the extent of his injuries. Yes, we had read the report but nothing prepares a parent for seeing a young man in two leg casts and wrapped in plaster to his navel with two full arm casts with all ten of his fingers and thumbs having pins inserted. Our son was beaming with a massive smile and we couldn't believe in his condition he could experience anything in life that would result in him being so happy. "Roger said you would be here today and you are the best parents any boy could have in life!" (Only with stories and confirmation from numerous people at Fort Connor could we believe Roger actually existed.)
We introduced ourselves and told our son how sorry we were that he lost his parents to a drunk driver. We saw a tear run down his cheek and we took a Kleenex and dabbed it from his face. I hope as you get to know us you will consider being part of our family. We are new at being fathers so I hope you'll not judge us harshly if we make a few mistakes. We only ask for you to get healthy and have the best future possible.
Our son asked the two of us to lean down so he could kiss our cheek and thank us for giving him a reason to face life again. We truly hoped he would and could accept the life which awaited him at Fort Connor.
We introduced Date and David and our son smiled when he saw two wrapped presents they were carrying. Asking Date to tear open the package for him he saw a beautiful computer backpack and he knew the other package must hold a computer. He was so happy and all four of us were happy for him. David opened the second package and our son saw a high end gamming computer which made him sad. With his arms in casts yet for weeks he saw little opportunity to use it. (David to the rescue!)
Our son was advised he had a new friend by the name of Hayao who was a techie genius. He has programed every computer command so it can be controlled by your voice. It is on a secure network so you can surf to your hearts content, play games, make new friends and I hope talk to us on a regular basis. Right now there is a person who wants to talk with you. David turned the computer on and it immediately displayed the Presidential seal. POTUS came online and chatted from his heart with our new son. Our son was in shock... POTUS commented he wanted to visit as soon as his schedule would allow and our son couldn't have two better parents than the Generals standing beside him. "Just listen to your doctors and get well soon." (The screen faded to its normal desktop.)
It would be months before our son Steven Robertson-Battenberg would walk down the ramp of our jet and start a new life as part of our Fort Connor Alpha Zulu Band-of-Brothers. Steven now faced months of rehabilitation and he was only starting to realize and accept he had 200+ big brothers and one loveable furry "mutt" that would help him and walk that long road with him.
We expected and accepted our fate of a Cake and Ice Cream reception the Friday we returned to Fort Connor. What no one anticipated was our sweet tooth furry mooch (Napoleon) slipped away during retreat and managed to gain access to the dining hall. The Mess Staff was ready to do unspeakable acts of retribution when they saw all four corners of their cake gone with obvious fang mark of the culprit and thief. Following the moans and groans of agony only to find a stuff furry mooch in agony from overeating far too much cake and butter cream frosting. The mess staff was truly inventive and our cake now became octagonal and the evidence of the theft quickly covered with additional butter cream frosting. (Napoleon was running extra miles for a month to work off all the extra calories he consumed not to mention his restricted ration of doggie treats.) It was six months before Napoleon could mooch any ice cream with hot fudge topping from the mess staff. Even Napoleon was learning the "hard way" "ACTIONS HAVE REPRUCUSSIONS!"
After our evening festivities, we walked Doc back to Medical and asked if he would talk with us. Relaxing in his private quarters we comment we had an assignment we hoped he would accept. Giving him the name and information on the young man we were adopting we told him this boy faces a long and difficult recovery. No one can help him more than you. I hope you will review his medical information and tell us if you will accept the challenge and assignment. Yes, there are other options available to us, but no one could be more qualified for the task than you. Doc had tears streaming down his face as he assured us he would do everything within his abilities to help this young man. We were so happy to have given Doc a reason now to face each new day.
Stopping by the Chapel returning to our quarters we knocked and asked if the Chaplain had time to talk with us. His only comment was: "HOW CAN I BE OF SERVICE"? We shared the information on the young man we were adopting and we both knew he would need PTSD and grief counseling if we had any change of him returning to a normal life. Doc has been "read in" and I know you two working together our son couldn't be in better hands. "Please and THANK YOU!"
The Alpha Zulu program in Japan was truly needed. More and more scientists and members of their "brain trust" were being threatened with harm to their children if they didn't divulge classified information. North Korea in particular felt destroying the Alpha Zulu program was their best way of returning to being a viable threat to the imps and thus making their parents provide the information they demanded. They would quickly realize the Alpha Zulu program had the complete support of the Japanese military, government and the Emperor. With our new drones and attack helicopters another large attack force was eliminated immediately upon entering our territorial waters. Other than going to ALERT the imps were not even aware of the attack upon their base. Matsukaze had truly implement a program to protect imps and had designed his island fortress with defenses that would protect their imps from all harm. When Matsukaze asked Hikaru to return and live in the Palace out of concern for his safety, Hikaru was livid. "I FACED DOWN ROGER AND REFUSED TO LET HIM TAKE YOU FROM ME!" "NO POWER ON EARTH CAN MAKE ME LEAVE YOUR SIDE!" Matsukaze and Hikaru were both doing the "Walk of shame" when they joined their "Brothers-in-Arms" the next morning. These two men shared a love that would truly last for all eternity.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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