ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 153 Pure Evil Still Exists
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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:
Abraham Lincoln Washington: Six Star General of the Armies Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Adam Mann: Four Star General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
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 Federova: Highly valued Russian Scientist rescued by Special Forces
Alexander Malinois: Master Sergeant, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Alexi Federova: Son of Alexander and Petrova Federova
Andrew & Jeremy Allen: Adopted sons of Mason Allen and Jason Vance
Anthony Caruso: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander of Fort Connor)
Ariel "Ari" Rebel: General, Israel Defense Force (Mossad Kidon)
Ariel Rebel Jr. aka JR: Son of Jacob Leib
Beauty Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Billy Bob Vance: Staff Sergeant, Ret., U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Bob Jones: Four Star General, U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Caleb Afolabi: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army Fort Connor Adjutant
Carlos Martinez: Adolescent son of Juan Martinez and Roger DeSoto
Connor Best-Mann: Adopted son of Randy Best and Adam Mann
Connor McLain: Six Star General of the Armies RET Administration Alpha Zulu 69
Connor Williams: Staff Sergeant, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 (Deceased lover of Doug Meat)
Dale Gordon Longdick Allman: Adopted Son of Matt Longdick and Jason Allman
Danny Henry: Four Star Brigadier U.S. Army (Base Commander Fort Connor)
Date Masamune: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army Protector of David Winter-Jansson
David & Donald Worthington: Adopted sons of T&T Worthington
David Leib: Five Star General, Israeli Defense Force Adopted son of Ari Rebel
David Winter-Jansson: Son of Oliver Winter and Viktor Janson
Dillion Dwight: General (4 star), U.S. Army Medical Director of Fort Connor
Doug Meat: Six Star General of the Armies U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Duke Stone III: Five Star General of the Army U.S. Army Protector of Dale Gordon Longdick-Allman
Dwight Jones: Partner of Dale Gordon Strong
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
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)
Hachiman Kanmu, Colonel, U.S. Army Protector of Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori
Hank Henry-Jones: Adopted Son of Bob Jones & Danny Henry
Harold Alexander III: Colonel, U.S. Army Protector for the sons of John Allen Masters
Harold John Alexander-Masters: Son of Harold Alexander III & John Allen Masters
Harold Manfred, Captain: U.S. Army Protector of David Winter-Jansson
Hayao Kinugasa, Major, Ret.: U.S. Army (Aide to General Meat and General Goodman)
Hector Louise Roberto Montoya: Six Star General of the Armies Administration Alpha Zulu 69
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
Ivan Morovoza: Colonel U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Alexi Federova)
Jacob Leib: Adopted Son of Arie Rebel
Jacob, David & Uri Leib: Wards of Luke & John Worthington (Israeli Nationals)
James "Jimmy" Yasumori: Five Star General of the Army, U.S. Army Partner of Hito Jansson-Winter
Jamie Bob Vance: Love of Aiden McIntyre
Jamison Miller: One Star Brigadier General, U.S. Army (Human Resources for Worthington Executive Security)
Jason Allman: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Jason Bob Vance: (Brother of Billy Bob Vance and partner of Mason Allen)
Jax Arthur King: Colonel, U.S. Army - Security for Shawn Longdick-Allman
John Allen Masters: Colonel, U.S. Army Protector for the sons of Jimmy & Hito
John Allen Masters: Son of General John Masters and Ambassador at Large for POTUS
John Masters: Four Star General & Base Commander Fort Connor, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
John Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
John Worthington: COO R&D of Worthington Industries
Juan Martinez: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army Security for Mario Garcia
Juan Martinez: Colonel, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Shawn Stone)
Juaquin "Jay" de Vαzquez: Son of Manual de Vαzquez
Lars Alison: Major General (2 Star), U.S. Army Deputy Base Command, Fort Connor
Liam McIntyre: CFO Worthington Industries & Partner of Luke Worthington
Logan Worthington: Biological Son of Luke Worthington
Lucas Daniel Fairbairn: Captain, U.S. Army Protector of Michael "Allen" Roberts
Luke Worthington II: Adopted Son of Taylor and Tyler Worthington II
Luke Worthington: CEO of Worthington Industries
Lupo Vlcak: Alpha Zulu War Dog (Czechoslovakian Wolf German Shepherd Mix)
Magnus Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 Medical Trauma Surgeon
Manuel de Vαzquez: 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
Mason Allen: Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Matsukaze Kumorigachi, Commanding General Alpha Zulu Program in Japan
Matt Longdick Six Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Maximillian (Max) Malinois: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog
Medvěd Vlcak: Worthington War Dog (Sired by Lupo Assigned to Roger & Jeremy Protection Detail)
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
Oliver Winter: Six Star General, U.S. Army Adjutant for Generals LongDick and Allman
Petrova Federova: Wife of Alexander Federova
Randall Masters:
Six
Star General of the Armies, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Randall Savage: Colonel, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of Steven Stone)
Randy & Robert Masamune: Adopted sons of Hito Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori
Randy Adam "RA" Worthington: Adopted son of Connor Best-Mann & John Worthington
Randy Best: Four Star General, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69
Randy Johnson: Captain, U.S. Army Security for Shawn LongDick-Allman
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
Rod LittleFeather: 1st Sergeant, U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 War Dog Handler
Roger DeSoto: 5 Star General of the Army, U.S. Army Security for Mario Garcia
Roger Worthington: Adopted son of T&T Worthington (Former Angel)
Roi Friedman: Colonel U.S. Army Alpha Zulu 69 (Protector of "Tod" and "PJ"
Steven & Shawn Stone: Adopted sons of Dale Gordon Stone
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
Steven Robertson-Battenberg: Adopted son of William Robertson and George Battenberg
Sven Bjorn: Six Star General of the Armies RET Tactical Alpha Zulu 69
Takeda Shingen: Colonel Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
Taylor and Tyler Worthington II: Adopted Sons of Roger and Jeremy Worthington
Taylor and Tyler Worthington: (aka T&T) (Adopted sons of Logan Worthington and Alex Meat-Goodman)
Uri Leib: Biological son of Ari Rebel
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
William Robertson: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States
Yonatan Netanyahu: Colonel Alpha Zulu Captain, Japanese Defense Force (Protector of Roger Worthington)
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)
"George" (Name Classified): (Senior head of the Worthington Brain Trust and Top Scientist in residence)
"Tod" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of George and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
"PJ" (Name Classified): (Teenage son of POTUS and protectee of Alpha Zulu)
ALERT... ALERT... FORT CONNOR IS ON LOCK DOWN. ALL MEN TO DUTY STATIONS, THIS IS NOT A DRILL I REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!
Definitely not the way to start any day even before I've had my first cup of coffee. Almost immediately after the alert OPS announced: POTUS on Video Com for you two Generals.
A very distraught POTUS was in the Sit Room with SecDef, the Joint Chiefs and his National Security Advisor. "What in the hell is happening?" As POTUS started to read us in on the latest fiasco I could tell he wasn't coping with the situation. Generals, even with all the protection we have placed around our Brain Trust of the top five military suppliers, when five parents went to wake their imp for school this morning, they found their bloody, butchered bodies in their bed. One child from each of the five military suppliers.
I am invoking the National Security Act and any member of the five companies Brain Trust who has a child between 8 to 18 now is required to have them in residence at Fort Connor. The Children will start arriving yet this morning and I'm certain it will max out your new refit just completed. I can only imagine how the parents must feel after turning down the protection of Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu. I'm about one imp dying short from invoking martial law.
Do what you and your team do best... PROTECT THE IMPS AT ANY COST! DISCONNECT!
Abe advised OPS to bring Fort Connor to full tactical alert and I requested all Senior Staff to immediately assemble in our secure conference room. Only when we finished with OPS did Abe and I realize we had been video conference with POTUS, SecDef and the Joint Chiefs of Staff STARK NAKED in our BIRTHDAY SUITS. Oh, well... At least our leaders in Washington now have an idea of what I enjoy every night in bed with Abe.
With the sound of running boots our secure conference room started to fill quickly. Reading our Senior Staff in on the latest developments I appraised them we would be receiving an unknown number of additional imps almost immediately. POTUS advises he plans on maxing out our refit. As bad as we think life can be at times, I can't start to imagine what trauma the parents are having after walking into their imp's bedroom to find a butchered, bloody naked body of an imp.
The meeting was short, concise and to the point. Whatever needed to be done to prepare us for the influx of imps DO IT! Asking OPS to arrange a video conference with Luke, John and T&T immediately if not sooner. "What is so important that it couldn't wait till 1000 hours?" Relaying the information received from POTUS, my four good friends were in as much shock as Abe and I are. The FBI and Federal Marshalls are rounding up the imps as we speak so I imagine you are going to have some very hostile parents after your heads when you get to the office. I need one thing immediately from you... YUUTO! That little imp will mean the difference between whether we win or lose this latest threat to our great nation. I want a security team on Yuuto and his family 24/7 and if he gives you any "flak" just motivate him with that War Dog you assigned to his protection detail. Yuuto is not to be left unguarded EVER! If his partner is sending him to Nirvana I expect two armed security standing at the foot of their bed. As for Yuuto's son with the overactive hormones... if he tries to ditch his security I will have him brought to Fort Connor in handcuffs and shackles. I suggest you put his security detail on high alert immediately and deliver the "good news" to Yuuto and his partner personally.
Yuuto's son wasn't impressed when an FBI detail barged into his classroom at M.I.T., weapons drawn and literally dragged him to an armored vehicle and moved him to a secure location. By 1200 hours Yuuto, his partner and his son were securely relocated to Camp Phoenix.
As Luke & John read the trio in on the overnight massacre, they realized how much they were loved and thanked the Worthingtons for the protection. Yuuto suggested Executive Services increase the protection on his protιgι. Yuuto was serious when he commented the young imp was even smarter than he was. His protection lies in the fact he is virtually a "unknown" outside of the Worthington family. CONSIDER IT DONE!
Unknown to all but a few select bureaucrats, POTUS was briefing the leadership of the House and Senate with all the current information on the overnight attack(s) on our Brain Trusts. For one of the few times in recent history both political parties were in agreement... PROTECT OUR IMPS AT ANY COST!
The national media was wild with speculation when they confirmed the military alert status had been elevated to DefCon 2. All United States Military facilities around the world were on lockdown. What we didn't know and wouldn't for a few weeks was the fact that both Russia and China had similar attacks on the families of their Brain Trust. In many ways it was easier for Russia and China to manage this threat as they didn't have to be concerned with due process and civil rights.
0700 hours and John Allen Masters and his partner Harold Alexander III were entwined together enjoying a night of rest unknown to either of them in years. Suddenly, their Secret Service detail burst into their bedroom, weapons drawn commenting they had received orders for the pair to be immediately transported to the White House. Given ten minutes to prepare themselves, a massive security detail protected them as they made a high speed trip to the White House. Not knowing the events of the past few hours, both men wondered if this was the prelude to World War III.
As they duo entered the Sit Room they knew something major had happened. Besides POTUS, the Joint Chiefs, the National Security Advisor, the leadership of Congress all in the same room before their morning cup of coffee. From the dark bags under their eyes it was doubtful if they slept last night. "Mr. President, how can we be of service?"
Reading John and Harold in on the overnight events both men were in total shock. The consensus of the minds in this room is that Martial Law should only be a last resort. Everyone present is in agreement the one person who can unite this country to fight this insidious foe is YOU!
By 1200 hours today, Congress will give you powers not held by a single individual since the darkest days of World War II. (Just shy of being draconian.) In essence you will become a "National Security Czar". John and Harold never gave a thought to their own safety, they had long ago dedicated their lives to this great country. They had one request before they would accept this challenge... The safety of our son. As POTUS asked to be connected with Luke and John Worthington he simply asked: "Room for one more at Camp Phoenix?" Always Mr. President! Ordering the Secret Service to transport Harold John Alexander-Masters to Camp Phoenix either voluntarily or in handcuffs and shackles if necessary. Asking Luke and John to advise the security detail at Camp Phoenix of their arrival. H-JAM could commiserate with Yuuto's son regarding their "incarceration".
POTUS asked John and Harold to join him and the Congressional Leadership as he addressed the nation tonight. This country has always had implicit trust and faith in your leadership. Asking the Secret Service to get the duo settled into the Lincoln Bedroom you need to look refreshed and rested when we address the world tonight.
Knocking at the door of our Commanding Generals at Fort Connor the new Base Commander was requesting a moment of their time. "To say we are going to have traumatized imps arriving shortly would be an understatement!" I have an idea that may allow for security and also help the imps adjust to life at Fort Connor.
"Don't sit there keeping it to yourself, SPILL IT!" We now have 400+ soldiers in residence at Fort Connor and I propose a 1:1 mentoring (Big Brother) program to help the imps adjust and accept the necessity for living here. Sharing with our Commanding Generals an overview of the proposed program, the value of the program was self-evident. As soon as your schedule allows, meet with our three Chaplains and if they support the concept, work up a "game plan" with the eight squad sergeants and give us a bullet point outline for our approval. To say we all are going to be pulling long duty shifts these next few days is an understatement! DISMISSED!
Asking our new Base Commander to stop by the Mess on his way to the Chapel and advise the 1st Sergeant of the influx of imps due to arrive at Fort Connor over the next few days. I'm certain he has adequate food stores on hand, but he may wish to increase existing orders. You know how much food these growing imps put away each day. CONSIDER IT DONE!
The Lincoln Bedroom was living up to its reputation as John and Harold cuddled until their pent up hormones took over and the sounds emanating through the bedroom door had their protection detail smiling from ear to ear. Yes, Harold and John both would be doing the walk of shame as they proceeded to the White House cafeteria for their meals. As they were returning from Nirvana for the "umpteenth" time OPS advises a secure video conference from your son and "may God have mercy upon your soul"! It appeared as if H-JAM had been taking a refresher course from Lupo and Monster as he was out for a big chunk of our asses.
"Dad's... couldn't you just have asked. You had the FBI drag me away in front of all MY friends and for what... to lock us away at Camp Phoenix? SPILL IT!" Advising our son to listen to the Presidential address tonight at 2000 hours and you'll know why. As for now, go take a cold shower and jerk off like most imps with overactive hormones do to cope with stress. DISCONNECT!
Yuuto and his partner were having a similar conversation with their son who left them knowing their ass had been chewed up and spit out big time. REALLY, DADS! Having the FBI drag me out of class in front of over a hundred of my friends. I sure hope your health plan has good coverage for my therapy sessions! Go commiserate with H-JAM and listen to the President tonight at 2000 hours... DISCONNECT!
It seemed like an unlimited number of planes requesting permission to land at Fort Connor and I could only imagine how Doc was coping with processing all the additional imp moving into Fort Connor. After Doc saw the autopsy photos of the five killed imps he actually asked if there was anything more he could do to help in this emergency. (A side of Doc no one has ever seen at Fort Connor.) Even Doc was happy to have three talented physicians to back him up in HIS MEDICAL!
After our two new Chaplains saw the pictures of the five massacred imps, they asked the Command Master Sergeant if there was staff available to fast track them with their side arm training. It may be a sin to take a life, but one has to draw a line in the sand at some point.
I was happy to see the bullet point proposal of the new mentoring program proposed by our Base Commander. The Chaplains would make the assessment as to which imps could benefit from mentoring and then match the imp with a volunteer soldier that had been screened for compatibility by one or more Chaplain. I would make certain our new General received due credit for a program that would help many a traumatized imp adjust to life at Fort Connor.
POTUS had over a 90% audience share as he addressed the nation that evening. Flanked by the leaders of the military and Congress showing their support, POTUS introduced his new National Security Czar who has total autonomy to resolve this crisis: John Allen Masters. The imps at Camp Phoenix were speechless and felt embarrassed being concerned about THEIR embarrassment and inconvenience when their fathers were trying to help and protect so many imps who were total strangers. Yuuto's son ran into the arms of his fathers and begged them to forgive him for being so selfish. H-JAM knew he would have to wait a few hours before he could talk with his fathers and apologize. It would be hours before his two fathers would be able to call it a night. Yes, both imps learned the hard fact of life today... their tongue can be as sharp as a two edged sword.
To say Fort Connor was bulging at the seams would be an understatement. So many imps were relocated to Fort Connor the imps bunker was filled to capacity and many an imp ended up sharing a bed with his "big brother". Holding a "little brother" in his arms all night and assuring him he would be safe and secure fulfilled the need for a family of many a soldier of Alpha Zulu who was an orphan. Yuuto made certain the "Ghost of Fort Connor" was on the prowl from dusk to dawn and Doc had to smile at the increasing number of new men showing up for sick call admitting the problem of having massive wet dreams like they had never experienced in their lives. Doc only smiled at the new soldiers and commented it was one of those things that happen when one has a major change in their lives and environment. Take a shower in the morning and enjoy each orgasm you have.
John and Harold hit the ground running. Intel would be crucial and the best agency in the world to gather intel was Mossad. Requesting a video conference with David Leib he appeared almost immediately upon their video screen. "Just when you thought you had retired from public life!" Acknowledging that his family had watched POTUS the previous evening in real time there was no doubt in his mind as to the nature of my call. I may be committing TREASON but Israel had a similar occurrence the same night your five imps were butchered. You are assured the full resources of the State of Israel. Assuring the Leib's we would share information as it became available. I thanked him for his faith and trust both personally and professionally.
Now it was time to really see how much clout His Highness, Prince John Allen Masters, Sheik of Arabia really has with the Saudi King. Talking with my regent in Saudi Arabia I was advised they also had attempts upon the children of their brain trust. Fortunately, these families are well protected and the attempts were thwarted. The King takes a dim view on anyone who will threaten an innocent child. The King ordered them to be publicly castrated removing both their cock and balls. As their screams of anguish fell upon deaf ears their heads were quickly removed from their shoulders. Harold and I felt no remorse for the brutal execution of these terrorists but the loss of a potential source of intel regarding our adversary was truly a grave mistake.
As country after country around the globe came forth with similar reports, we knew this was a major attempt to subvert governments around the world. It was impossible to know who we could trust and that included our own security personnel. Something I never wanted to see again was Harold wearing two shoulder holsters, his "bull pup" on a shoulder sling in addition to his ankle holster. Our security personnel were vetted at the highest levels, but corruption had reached the highest levels of government before and may again.
It was a shock for the Russian Ambassador asking to meet with Harold and me. Accompanying the Russian Ambassador was the head of the Russian Federal Security Service. After a prolonged meeting we agreed to share information regarding our insidious foe. Why wasn't I surprised when the next day the Chinese Ambassador requested a meeting with Harold and me also. Accompanying the Chinese Ambassador was the head of the Chinese Ministry of State Security. We thought the Knights of the Golden Circle had tentacles throughout America but it appears the radical arm of the Knights Templar had tentacles throughout the world.
As Harold and I started to absorb the meetings of the past two days a sudden realization became apparent. There was one "brain trust" that hadn't been attacked... JAPAN! Time to get Hikaru out of bed and shake the trees and see what is happening to this allied country.
Hikaru was candid when he commented there were rumors of attempts upon the children of our scientists. Emphasizing these were unconfirmed rumors and that the perpetrators were now chum for a large group of sharks off the southern coast of Japan. Say what you might about the Yakuza, but they don't make war on children or tolerate those who do.
The one positive outcome of the attack upon our children was to bring adversary nations together with the common goal to protect our precious imps.
Before we realized it the clock was striking Midnight and the realization set in we hadn't eaten in over ten hours. Harold had the best suggestion, food is overrated... The choices are: #1 the Pentagon cafeteria or #2 Bed and a night of intense stress management. (What a no brainer!)
Our security detail was all smiles as Harold helped me hobble out of our bedroom the next morning. After an infusion of strong hot black coffee both of us were ready to face a new day. It would take a few days for the Pentagon to arrange office space for us and our ever growing staff. Both Harold and I were shocked when the Worthington Limo was returned from being reconditioned for Luke and John to turn it over to our security detail commenting we needed it more than they did. They were just as happy with the armored Range Rover.
It seemed like each day another mountain of paperwork was being received from one of the countries allied with us against this insidious foe. I brought up Yuuto on my com and ask if he could start working on a program so we could file these documents and make our operation truly paperless. Yuuto, wearing his patented smile only commented... "Your program already exists, I'll clear it with Luke and John and it should be operational on your system by end of the day!" (That little former imp never fails to amaze us.)
True to his word, the program was operational by the end of the day. Luke and John asked for members of their IT department to assist us with a crash course and training our support staff in using this program. Yes, Yuuto was a genius! The program truly was as easy as "point and click". None of us knew before we finished this project the hard work of Yuuto would directly be responsible for saving the life of his son and partner.
Fort Connor was bursting at the seams and even with the refit just completed we were questioning if it was fair to all the imps to be so crammed together (even if it was for security). The chaplains started screening soldiers for the mentoring program and considering the barracks were blast resistant we approved the imps staying overnight with a soldier even if we couldn't lock them quickly behind the blast door of their imp bunker.
Between the security of a dedicated soldier (Big Brother) and the dedication of our 8 war dogs on puppy duty we were successful in adjusting the imps to a secure life at Fort Connor. But, they had yet to face their first real ALERT!
I should be shot when I have such thoughts... almost immediately, OPS announces the infamous ALERT, ALERT... hostile incursions imminent. It was a mad rush of soldiers with imps under their arms sprinting to the imp bunker and getting their "little brothers" locked down as I joined the last of them. Yuuto's new program worked fantastically and I could instantly see when every imps was securely located in their blast proof bunker. Yes, there was some mental trauma when the blast door locked down and I was proud of the older imps who helped the younger ones cope with the stress of the situation.
Explosions and gunfire rocked Fort Connor and I knew from the sound missiles were exploding overhead raining steel shot down upon our men. Doc and his medical team would be working overtime to patch up our men but not a man wanted to be relieved of duty. Yes, we did have 400+ dedicated soldiers at Fort Connor.
I finally could destress as the blast door to the imps bunker opened and Abe walked in unharmed. Quietly, Abe advised this was the worst incursion we have ever had at Fort Connor. Five planes of airborne mercenaries, four cigar boats attacking our waterfront, cruise missiles raining down steel shot and an untold number of hostiles attempting a halo incursion. our defenses held.
There were so many hostiles killed Doc had them stacked like cord wood in his mortuary cooler. Finally, SecDef sent in a refrigeration unit and had the bodies transferred to multiple military facilities for autopsy. It was difficult for everyone who read the report to believe so much resource had been dedicated to breech Fort Connor. It was even more amazing that our security held. Alpha Zulu received another Presidential Unit Citation and far too many purple hearts. A number of soldiers received bronze and silver stars for meritorious action and every soldier was reluctant to accept this honor feeling their Alpha Zulu "brothers" equally warranted such recognition.
It was well accepted around the world that Alpha Zulu, Fort Connor and the Worthington Empire coexisted as ONE separate but equal entities. John Allen Masters was walking out of his morning shower as OPS announces a secure video call from David Leib in Israel. Apologizing for not letting me finish my shower and enjoy breakfast but this information is time sensitive and of extreme importance.
Overnight, we received and confirmed an open multi-million dollar contract on the lives of the Worthingtons has been issued. You need to get the four top Worthingtons locked down and secured immediately. As POTUS was advised of this revelation he was adamant: "Protect the Worthingtons even from themselves!" As squads of special forces soldiers descended upon the Marriott Penthouse and the Worthington Executive Complex the com lines were burning with the Worthingtons challenging the right of POTUS or his Czar to place them in protective custody. POTUS backed the decision of his Czar and advised our four stubborn Worthingtons they could either relocate to Camp Phoenix willingly or in handcuffs and shackles.
Camp Phoenix security will now be provided jointly by your Executives Services and Army Special Forces. Or if you prefer, I can always arrange accommodations in a federal Super Max for you four. Make a choice and I suggest you choose wisely! DISCONNECT!
As the four Worthingtons were escorted into Camp Phoenix H-JAM had to lip off commenting his fathers were on a power trip with their new authority. At least at Camp Phoenix they could video conference with their office as necessary and stay in the day to day control of their multi-national conglomerate. Yuuto only smiled thinking "Paybacks are hell but definitely are to be savored". Luke and John now had some idea of what they had put Yuuto through locking him away at Camp Phoenix.
Harold and John thought the secret service was too invasive when John was President... the Pentagon far exceeded the security the secret service had provided for them in the past. Multiple levels of armed MPs before anyone could reach their secure area of the Pentagon. Their motorcade had Army attack helicopters overhead and blacked out Suburbans with pop up Mini-Guns in their motorcade. In addition to 50 special forces soldiers with automatic weapons. Even Harold and John complained to POTUS about the restrictions placed upon them. POTUS wasn't negotiating... his word was LAW so accept it! John turned to Harold when they finally had some privacy and quietly commented: "I was never like that"! Harold looked over the top of his glasses commenting: "YOU WERE WORSE"!
Even as busy as their new responsibilities kept them John and Harold missed their son even if he still was chewing on their asses every time they spoke wanting to be paroled from Camp Phoenix and return to "civilization" and be with his school friends. (His pleas fell upon the deaf ears of his fathers.) At least Yuuto and his partner could commiserate with their sons. If H-JAM only knew the love/hate relationship Harold and John were having with their security details he might have taken it a little easier on his dads.
Finally, John realized the ultimate in protection for his son and the individuals in protective custody at Camp Phoenix. Finally, able to have a private secure video conference with Yuuto he had two requests. #1 Make certain the individuals in protective custody at Camp Phoenix were on it's A.I.'s primary protection list and #2 adapt the chip locator program so that the security of Camp Phoenix is notified if anyone tries to "break out". (And, that includes YOU my little imp.)
Sharing with Yuuto: "Our children may hate us for what we are doing to them but hopefully they will be alive to hate us"!
After an intense bout of Stress Management John had a revelation... regardless of public image there was a resource we haven't tapped yet. Requesting OPS to have our Alpha Zulu Commanding Generals in Washington by noon with their "Go Bags" in hand the next conversation was with the Commanding General at Andrews Air Force Base ordering the Army Flying Billboard fueled to maximum and ready for departure by 1200 hours today.
As SecDef started his first cup of coffee his adjutant advised our new Czar was requesting a video conference. Advising SecDef he would require access to the classified operations located at Midway Island, he would be hosting a classified security briefing for a notable person as soon as he and the Alpha Zulu Generals can be there. "Don't ask for details and I won't have to lie to you or POTUS!"
The next video conference was with Hikaru who was relaxing in the afterglow of fantastic sex with his partner in life. Asking Hikaru to meet with the head of the Yakuza and ask if he would be agreeable to a meeting at Midway Island as quickly as transportation can be arranged. Giving Hikaru our ETA, ask him to arrive shortly thereafter as possible. "Tell that hunk of a stud in bed with you to loan out a couple of jets and get him there on time!" CONSIDER IT DONE!
Our Yakuza businessman was happy to meet with Hikaru for a 1000 hour brunch that day. Advised, he had no idea of the nature of this meeting but if John Allen Masters was requesting it you can be assured it is of the utmost importance and he speaks for the highest level of the United States Government. Transportation will be provided by military jet and I'll know the specific of the departure time as soon as the American delegation is airborne from Andrews AFB.
John turned to Harold and the Generals wondering how ballistic POTUS will be when he learns I'm in bed with the Yakuza AGAIN!
The Generals only smiled commenting: POTUS can't fire any of us. It would be political suicide. He can disapprove all he wants but let's just hope this works. The Yakuza has been an honorable ally many times in the past so hopefully they will again. It isn't any worse than the U.S. Government being in bed with the Mafia during World War II.
There was no way of sneaking into "town" considering the size of Alpha Zulu actual. We flew into Midway on a moonless night and were surprised when the runway lights suddenly appeared on a decommissioned military base. As we deplaned, an armed security detail met us and asked if we would accompany them. They had been advised by SecDef to offer all assistance possible. Advising base security there would be two Japanese fighter jets requesting permission to land shortly and please have their passenger escorted to your secure conference room.
As our meeting at Midway was underway, Hikaru was getting the shocking news his Grandfather (The Emperor of Japan) wanted him in attendance immediately. Hikaru figured this time his "goose was really cooked"!
A smiling Emperor warmly greeted his grandson and advised his staff there would be two for breakfast. Telling Hikaru, he was a secret weapon that could do things as Emperor I can only dream of doing. I am well aware of your recent escapades and I can only thank you for the people of Japan for being such a talented member of the Imperial Family. (Praise from his grandfather was better than any award he could receive!)
It can never be known of the Imperial Family working with the Yakuza regardless of how honorable our intentions are. If this ever came to light, I would have to disavow your actions. Privately, I could never be prouder of you my little imp. I am so happy you elected to stay in Japan and serve the people of our country.
Hikaru was walking on air as he returned to his quarters and knew this was a day to ruin the training schedule of his Special Forces Friends. Hikaru loved living in Japan, being able to visit his special forces friends and especially being the partner of Matsukaze. Matsukaze could never know of Hikaru's relationship with the Yakuza. Hiraku owed the Yakuza his life and he knew they truly lived to serve the Chrysanthemum Throne.
As our Alpha Zulu Generals were meeting at Midway Island our new Fort Connor Base General was having his "baptism of fire" from a new assault on Fort Connor. OPS advised our daily supply plane was arriving 30 minutes early and failed to give the proper recognition when challenged. The General ordered armed drones to intercept the plane and divert it from landing. When the "cargo plane" opened fire and destroyed the drone ALL HELL BROKE LOSE!
Every remaining armed drone was airborne and OPS was advised to blow that plane out of the sky. Our gunship helicopters patrolled the perimeter of Fort Connor with the order to shoot first, DO NOT HESITATE!
A fireball appeared in the sky and a few seconds later the shock of the explosion rocked every building of Fort Connor. Many an imp needed dry underwear, but they were all safe. Terrified, but safe! (We could only guess at the huge quantity of C-4 explosives contained in that cargo plane and the destruction and deaths it would have caused if allowed a successful suicide attack on Fort Connor.)
As we stood down from ALERT our "Big Brothers" found their "little brothers" at lunch and held them in their secure arms. The Chaplains were the first to admit this program had merits and greatly relieved the stress and anxiety of traumatized imps. The Chaplains were in total agreement and filed a glowing report with the Alpha Zulu Generals, who forwarded it to SecDef who presented our General with The Office of the Secretary of Defense Award for Excellence. POTUS quietly made a mental note as to adding the General to the current year recipients of the Presidential Medal of Freedom.
Camp Phoenix was under attack from an unknown quantity of hostiles. Far more than had ever tried to penetrate their defenses in the past. Breaking through the perimeter defenses, OPS requested Special Forces backup which was 10-15 minutes away by air. As the protected individuals were locked away in their panic room suddenly all the exterior noise ceased and by the time the Special Forces backup arrived no hostiles could be found. The wounded members of Executive Security and the Army Special Forces on loan to Camp Phoenix for security were airlifted to medical facilities to be treated for their injuries. Ten brave soldiers paid the ultimate price and POTUS vowed they did not die in vain. Their deaths would be paid in blood by the Knights Templar.
The Worthington and Yuuto knew that their AI in the form of Mama Bear had saved their collective asses. There were no more objections as to be confined at Camp Phoenix and we all tried to "suffer in silence" knowing in any other environment we probably would have ended up DEAD!
The meeting at Midway Island had a profound impact upon our battle with the Knights Templar. The Yakuza and the new Security Czar would share information and hopefully by combining our efforts we could protect both countries and be a leading example to the rest of the world.
As Alpha Zulu Actual returned to U.S. Air space, we requested permission to land at Andrews. Being met by too many "blacked out" suburbans, we now had to face our elected leader and hoping he wasn't out for our blood. As the Secret Service escorted us into the Oval Office, POTUS demanded to know what we were doing in the middle of the Pacific Ocean.
Advising POTUS it was best for him to have plausible deniability... if the media ever found out about our excursion, what we were doing and who we met with... if it was known you were complicit it could easily bring down your administration. TRUST US and if someone needs to fall on their sword, LET IT BE US!
As we were leaving the Oval Office Abe and I had to smile as we heard John whisper to Harold: "The only "sword" I want to "fall upon" is the one between your legs"!
TO BE CONTINUED...
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