ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 154 Remember When
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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)
As Fort Connor and Alpha Zulu was recovering from the largest incursion in our history, staff needed to meet and compile our "after action" report and correct any deficits we had found in defending our Fort Connor after the refit. Yes, Yuuto deserved much praise for his design and taking into consideration every possible scenario as to any incursion by hostiles. We all doubted if the Worthington Empire would ever let Yuuto slip into retirement... he was just an invaluable asset regardless of the assignment given to this small former imp.
As the Senior Staff and the 8 squad sergeants met in our secure conference room, we formulated a game plan to correct any deficiencies we found. We needed to formulate this plan while the recent incursion was fresh in our minds.
Doc admitted we were most fortunate to have as few injuries as we had. A combination of training and Worthington technology prevented many deaths. After a three hour "after action review" the smell of our mid-day meal could be enjoyed throughout Fort Connor. As 200+ imps went racing from their classroom headed toward the mess the men knew there would be plenty of food and not to get in the way of the imps if they valued their bodies and lives.
Doc and the Chaplains asked while we waited for the imps to get fed first there is a topic we need to discuss. Asking the men present if they could remember back to their teenage years and their developing sexuality. (Duh, like we are "brain dead"... NOT!) Doc continued, of the 200+ imps in residence his conservative estimate is 25% or more are sexually active. This isn't a situation of IF but WHEN an imp propositions a soldier for sex. It will happen and we just need to make the men (Especially the "newbies") aware of our protocol if and when they are propositioned.
Most important, the imp has to initiate the encounter and absolutely no physical or mental coercion can be used. Just remember when you were a teenager and you had a constant erection from the moment you got out of bed in the morning till you were back in bed at night. Regardless of how many times you "jerked off" you still were so horny. And, how old were YOU when you gave up your virginity?
I reminded everyone present our role was to help each and every imp to grow into adulthood and have the best future possible. If an imp asks you a question about sex, I hope you can answer it truthfully. After all, I sincerely doubt if any man in this meeting is still a virgin. After our most recent incursion we have imps that are stressed to the MAX and if I remember my school days a stressed imp was one that usually ended up with a raw cock from overuse of his hand.
Whether or not you accept and participate in sex with an imp is a matter of conscious. If you are going to say NO, be gentle and let the imp down easy. We don't want a sexual rejection to stigmatize an imp the rest of his life.
From the sounds emanating from the bedrooms in the imps bunker during our recent lockdown more than one imp was doing the walk of shame when we opened the bunker and let them back out to the freedom of Fort Connor. If you find an imp in much discomfort don't just send him to Doc, take his hand, stand by his side, support him and let him know what he did is normal and walk him to Medical to make certain no permanent damage had been done.
Don't let my comments infer we are running an "imp brothel" but imps will be imps and they are no different than any of us were at their age. Just help them to understand their growing sexuality the same as if they truly were your "little brother".
As I finished my remarks every man in the room had a diverse complexion of RED and with an obvious raging erection in their BDUs. I sure hoped no imp propositioned any man in this meeting for sex today because I doubted if the imp would be walking normal for a week. Smiling, HELL YES, but I truly doubted if he would be able to put his legs together.
As one of our older imps returned from the shower that evening there was no doubt as to his being horny with the obvious boner he was sporting. Hearing the erotic sound of "skin on skin" through the adjacent bedroom doors, he slid under the covers totally naked to be held in the arms of his Big Brother. It was obvious his Big Bro was as horny as he and could feel his massive erection pressing between our imps closed thighs. Our imp looked so pitiful with his "puppy dog" eyes as he kissed his Big Brother and quietly whispered asking if he would fuck his brains out. Almost immediately, our imp felt a massive quantity of cum exploding from his "bros" cock lodged between his legs.
Warning his little brother, he was horny as hell and my cock is going to hurt till you get used to it. I want you to enjoy losing your virginity, not be in agony afterwards. Our little brother had to chuckle commenting he had lost his virginity years ago and he loved getting fucked and sucking cock. Quickly slipping under the bedding our little imp proceeded to show his Big Brother how talented his mouth was and was quickly rewarded with his mouth overflowing with his "brothers" hot baby batter.
Amazed that his Big Brother never lost his erection our imp smiled and asked if there was lube or would he need to take this fuck dry? As they both fumbled to get the cap off of the lube any resemblance of decorum was lost as nearly a full tube of lube was unceremoniously inserted up the imp's ass. Asking one last time if his imp was certain this is what he wanted to happen tonight our horny soldier was advised to either fuck his lights out or our imp was going to tear off his cock and use it as a dildo.
As four fingers easily slid up the ass of our imp there was no doubt as to how sexually active this imp had been in his past. As the legs of our imp were placed upon the shoulders of his Big Bro he leaned forward and passionately kissed our young imp as he drove his hips forward impaling every hard inch of his love muscle deep into our willing imp. If it hadn't been for their lips and tongues battling for dominance every person on base would have heard the scream of pain and pleasure. Almost immediately our imp's cock exploded and there was no doubt as to how much he was enjoying the moment.
As both men returned from Nirvana they looked between the imps legs to see a huge piece of engorged man meat stretching our imps ass beyond anything he had ever experienced. Wanting to make certain our imp enjoyed the moment, he was fucked to Nirvana multiple times and our Big Brother lost count of how many times our young imp's balls erupted coating him with his seed.
As the sun started to rise the next morning our imp felt the massive adult cock still lodged in his ass. He was going to be one sore imp today and for a few days afterwards. Gently kissing the lips of our soldier, he meekly asked if his Big Brother had one more fuck left in him.
As sore as his ass was, he felt every inch of this massive love muscle thrust deep into his willing body and then retreat only to have it thrust forth again. The screams of passion emanating from their bedroom left no doubt to anyone in his barracks as to what was being shared behind their closed bedroom doors. No one was jealous and no negative remarks were made to our imp as he emerged from his night of carnal bliss.
After our Big Brother assisted in flushing out the residual evidence of their night long encounter, he produced a tube of Doc's Super Lube to the terrified face of his imp thinking he was going to get fucked again. Relieved as the lube took effect and the discomfort greatly diminished, perhaps he could sit through a full day of school classes.
Before the duo left their bedroom for flag raising our Big Brother held our imp, kissed him passionately and thanked him for a wonderful night of pleasure. "I hope you enjoyed this as much as I know I did." Our imp was limping to flag raising but the smile on his face let everyone at Fort Connor know he truly enjoyed himself that evening.
As our imp exited his electronic classroom limping, he was met by his Big Brother asking if he would enjoy a big bowl of ice cream with hot fudge topping. The Mess 1st Sergeant owed him a favor and I can't think of a better way of collecting on the debt. One large bowl of Vanilla ice cream and enough home made hot fudge sauce to guarantee ruining an imps dinner these two men had a bond that wouldn't be broken for as long as the imp remained at Fort Connor.
The Command Master Sergeant was well aware of numerous similar events that occurred at Fort Connor the previous evening. All were consensual and other than imps have a super sore love tunnel he knew this would happen all too frequently in the future. The acid test would be when the first imp offers his virgin ass to a soldier and how he handles the after effect of giving up his virginity. Every Alpha Zulu soldier knew the effect of giving up ones virginity and were pledged to make this moment in an imps life as positive as possible.
The soldiers also knew if they forced an imp or harmed them in any way their balls would be a snack for one or more of Fort Connor's eight Wolf War Dogs.
At Camp Phoenix H-JAM and Yuuto's son were having their own version of giving up their virginity. It was obvious to all present as the two imps walked out of their bedroom the next morning sleeping wasn't the only item of their agenda the previous night. Yuuto thought back to the night he offered his virgin ass to the man he loved. Yes, it was so special and he had relived it in his mind as the greatest night of his life. Yuuto hoped his son had a similar experience.
Camp Phoenix was starting to smell like a high school locker room from all the pheromones being released by the men in residence. These are men who could easily be killed protecting our families and what they enjoy that is consensual should remain between the two consenting individuals.
As Abe and I started to awaken from a night of sex and sleep, OPS announced a secure Video call from our Cardinal Chaplain. Slipping into sleeping shorts the smiling face of our good friend appeared on our big wall screen. "Hope I didn't intrude on anything important"... as Abe and I turned multiple shades of red. "I need to meet with you two Generals and our new Security Czar and time is crucial. See when John is available and I'll juggle my schedule to your availability. DISCONNECT! (Damn, he is learning all the bad habits of POTUS and SecDef!)
Harold and John only commented if our Cardinal Chaplain felt it was so urgent they would immediately clear their schedule. How soon can you two be in Washington? Advising John to set the meeting for 1400 hours at the Vatican Embassy. We'll meet the two of you there.
Embassy security escorted us to the Cardinal's private quarters and he guaranteed us his quarters had been swept for any listening devices within the last hour. The Pope has conveyed his wishes for the five of us to visit with him in Rome at our earliest convenience. A major break through was happening and there was a small window of opportunity.
John advised our Cardinal Chaplain he would pick him up at 0800 hours tomorrow and they would proceed directly to Andrews to board Alpha Zulu Actual for a fast trip to Rome. The only way we could sneak into town arriving on our flying billboard was in the middle of the night. We had a fast police escort to the Vatican and an immediate audience with the Pope.
We all were in shock when the Pope advised the current Grand Master of the Knights Templar had been in contact and wanted to meet with all the parties involved and resolve this issue peaceably. These hostile acts were being done by a rogue element within the Knight's organization and in no way reflected upon the majority of members of this religious sect.
The Pope advised if we could stay in Rome overnight, he would arrange a meeting at the Vatican (as neutral turf) for the next day. A not so happy American Ambassador was aroused from his night of sleep to greet us demanding to know what we were doing in Rome. We frankly advised him it was on a "need to know" basis and HE DEFINITELY DIDN'T NEED TO KNOW!
The next day for the first time since the 14th century the Grand Master of the Knights Templar entered Vatican City. Bowing and kissing the pontiff's ring, the Grand Master apologized stating the recent events did not represent the vast membership of his most sacred order. This is a rogue element that had embezzled trillions of dollars from their cash reserves and wanted to cause a devastating world war among the great and powerful nations on this earth.
As the true leadership of our organization we are offering our assistance to bring this rogue element to answer for its crimes against humanity. WE DO NOT MAKE WAR ON CHILDREN! We will assist however possible to resolve this issue provided we have your assurance our organization won't be persecuted as we were on Friday the 13th, 1307.
The Pope candidly admitted the Catholic Church is much different now compared to what existed in 1307. Any member of the Knights Templar who was truly penitent in confession would be welcomed back into the fold of the Catholic Church.
The Vatican would act as an intermediary between the Grand Master and the United States Government. John advised he couldn't speak for the balance of the countries which had been attacked but if this truly was a rogue element no nation wanted an out and out war with any group. We would use whatever influence we had to help resolve any remaining issue with other countries that had their imps attacked.
Little did we know, that day the Curia of the Vatican had reached the decision when it was time to elect a new Pope our Cardinal Chaplain would be the first American Pope in this history of the Catholic Church. Our Cardinal Chaplain had resources and diplomacy that couldn't be matched by any other Cardinal in the Catholic Church worldwide.
Returning to Washington, we briefed POTUS on our trip and what we had accomplished. We truly believed the current "Grand Master" to be a man of honor and would assist us in eliminating this rogue element of a religious order that had been persecuted for centuries. They have far better rationale to distrust us or the Vatican than we have to distrust them. If the current leadership of the Knights Templar are deceiving us, I hope God has mercy on their souls because the men of Alpha Zulu definitely won't!
The Worthingtons as a devout Catholic family couldn't believe the information they received as we read them in on the results of our trip to Rome. Luke and John had been raised in the Catholic Faith and indoctrinated into the common beliefs regarding the Knights Templar. Now, here in such a short period of time the entire history of this organization was being rewritten and how conspiratorial the Vatican was in bringing about the downfall of this once proud organization that humbly served the religious pilgrims of their era.
As the Knights Templar world operations were located in Switzerland (a neutral country) we would be walking a diplomatic tightrope as we attempted to protect the imps of our Brain Trust. Not to mention the religious freedom guaranteed by the Constitution of the United States of America we are sworn to uphold and protect.
The events of recent had taken its toll on the health of the current Pope. Without warning, the Vatican announced the Pope had gone to his eternal peace with God during his sleep the previous night. This set in motion a series of events that would result in the election of a new Pope. As the College of Cardinals met to elect a new leader of the Catholic Church the world press gathered at the Vatican speculating as to who the new Pontiff would be. It was a shock to everyone as we watched our Cardinal Chaplain now dressed in the White Robes of the Bishop of Rome (Pope) appear on the balcony and bless the people assembled in the Vatican below.
We knew our former Cardinal Chaplain was honorable and would follow through on the commitments made by his predecessor regarding the Knights Templar. Requesting the Vatican Ambassador to Switzerland to meet with the Grand Master of the Knights Templar and invite him to Rome to heal the rift between these two organizations. Both had made mistakes over the centuries and it was now time for these two "families" to become one again.
It is said the first 100 days of a presidency defines POTUS for the balance of his term of office. The first 100 days of our new Pontiff definitely resulted in a world at peace which it hadn't known in centuries. The crowning glory of our Cardinal Chaplain as the Bishop of Rome was to bring Israel and the Arab countries surrounding it to the negotiating table and a lasting peace that exists to this day. Few people knew the impact Alpha Zulu had upon the lives of the Leib children and how those lives would provide for peace in the most turbulent geographic area of the world.
None of us at Fort Connor were surprised when Fr. Dominic was requested by the Pope to visit Rome. We all smiled as Monsignor Dominic returned to Fort Connor truly worthy of the recognition received from his old friend and confessor. We all truthfully believed before our old friend and Cardinal Chaplain was called to Heaven, Monsignor Dominic would be wearing the scarlet robes of a Cardinal of the Catholic Church.
As Harold, John and our Alpha Zulu Commanding Generals made a quiet and impromptu trip to Zurich, Switzerland the Grand Master of the Knights Templar met with them at the American Embassy and provided us with much detail as they had available about the operations of this rogue element of their organization.
This information gave Mossad a starting point for their intelligence gathering and within six months the structure of this rogue element was known and a combined attack upon locations in eight different countries was implemented simultaneously. Documents abounded that showed the organizations complicity in the slaughter of our precious imps. At least in the United States the captured offenders were given a fair public trial before they faced their maker in the federal execution chamber in Indiana. Russia and China didn't worry about due process and the offenders were summarily executed with few protections allowed under their respective laws.
Even knowing the heinous nature of their crimes, the new Pope said a Mass for their eternal souls. The only question that remained was how much money they had funneled into the hands of our Biker Gang to rain destruction down upon our imps and the men of Alpha Zulu.
Our government stood behind its word and turned over the assets of this rogue element to the Grand Master and the recognized leadership of the Knights Templar. Within a year the Catholic Church apologized for how it had mistreated this organization over the centuries and welcomed them back into the fold of the church.
As we all breathed easier our stress level was reduced and the DefCon level was reduced to what it had been prior to this incident. Harold and John returned to their retirement and constantly received awards and praise from nations around the world. Not to be overshadowed by other countries, Congress awarded John, Harold, our Commanding Generals, the Worthingtons and the new Pontiff a "Congressional Gold Medal" acknowledging the end of this chapter of infamy in the history of the United States.
A week before the congressional presentation a combined attack upon Fort Connor, the Penthouse, Camp Phoenix, the White House and even the Vatican made us all realize our old foe the Biker Gang still had monetary reserves to use in threatening us and we still couldn't let down our guard. The need for Alpha Zulu and Fort Connor was never greater than it was at this moment in time.
POTUS immediately cancelled his Executive Order allowing the imps to return to their homes if they desired. It still wasn't safe for them to live with their parents. As a silent alarm alerted Executive Security to an intruder in the home of Yuuto and his partner it also activated the AI of Mama Bear which Yuuto had also installed at their residence. By the time his security detail breeched the main door no intruder could be found. We all hoped the death of the intruder was as painful as possible considering he was attempting to kill Yuuto's son. It would be a long time into the future before anyone else attempted to harm a member of Yuuto's family.
Our old foe the Biker Gang had been classified as a Domestic Terrorist Organization and a "John Doe" warrant had been issued for the arrest and detention of anyone associated with this organization. This organization would haunt us for years and I only thought of how many years and how many more lives it would have cost if Hitler had successfully used this "Lone Wolf" concept in the closing days of World War II.
It seemed to take forever for adoptions to rebound after the reduction in adoptions with the children of our Brain Trust paying the price for the integrity of their parents. These orphans deserved a loving and FOREVER FAMILY! Harold, John and we Generals made a coast to coast trip to encourage adoptions of orphans who only wanted a loving family. We set a new record as to the number of interviews in every major media market in the country. I think more people turned out to see our "flying billboard" than tuned into to the interviews we gave to the media. Whatever their rationale, the adoptions numbers started a steady rise and children were again receiving FOREVER FAMILIES.
While we were on air in Chicago promoting the adoption of forgotten children... a drone with an anti-personal mine flew into the studio and detonated while we were on air. Two cameramen died and a number of support staff injured but we four principals were unscathed due to the ceramic body armor we always wore. Yes, our old foe was back and they wanted our blood for the injuries we had inflicted upon their organization.
Did POTUS ever OVER REACT! We had so much security assigned to the four of us we might as well have been in residence at a Federal Super Max. The strain of the prolonged stress was showing on Abe and me and Doc simply informed us we could take a vacation in the U.S. Virgin Islands or in HIS MEDICAL! Make a choice and choose wisely!
On a clear day we could see the huge number of Navy vessels holding "War Games" off the coast near our Penthouse. The Coast Guard felt snubbed as the Pentagon assigned a Littoral Combat Ship to patrol the shallow waters that the Navy Destroyers couldn't patrol safely. With an Air Craft Carrier battle group including a Nuclear Sub we definitely felt safe no one would gain entrance by sea.
As was the historical custom, the Island Governor invited us to dinner and it was a "Who's Who" of politicians, ambassadors and businessmen showing their support. Without warning, automatic gunfire echoed through the room and the Governor was slow to "hit the deck". (Her security detail needs to condition her with the "Gun Drill".)
To say the "shit hit the fan" would be an understatement. The island was "invaded" by U.S. Marines with orders from POTUS to get us off the island and into a secure surroundings. Abe and I may be the two highest ranking officers in the military but the Admiral in charge of this task force wouldn't budge an inch. We were in lockdown... now that can be in one of our VIP suites or the brig... OUR CHOICE! With Navy Seals posted at our door for security we accepted POTUS had us on a short leash and why did we think Doc's "leash" would be even shorter when we returned to Fort Connor.
We video conferenced with the Island Governor who assured us she would make a complete recovery from her bullet wound. Other than a tremendous amount of pain, she was fine. I video conferenced with T&T asking they send a case of 20 year old single malt Scotch to the Governor with our compliments. CONSIDER IT DONE!
Abe and I regretted not being able to meet the average sailor as we were escorted around the ship. It was next to impossible to get any of the enlisted ranks to talk with us consider we each had two Seals with exposed side arms carrying automatic weapons within three feet of us any time we left our quarters.
Without warning, our guards informed us we were needed in communications for a secure video conference with POTUS. (Now how is POTUS going to screw up our lives?)
The first comment out of POTUS was: "Can't even send you on vacation without you trying to reenact the Shootout at the OK Corral"! At the current rate I expect the Island Governor to petition for you never to be allowed back again. (Hawaii and now our Virgin Island Retreat... ENOUGH IS ENOUGH!) POTUS threatened us with residence at the Arctic Survival School in Alaska if we keep attracting gunfire... even an overpaid assassin wouldn't venture there regardless of the monetary incentives.
Enough with the threats... try to relocate us to Alaska and I know of five military suppliers who will offer us an obscene amount of money to be on their Board of Directors. With your comments, retirement is sounding better and better.
OK, enough posturing and rhetoric... I need you two at the White House and the Navy is lending you two supersonic jets for the trip. Stop by medical for a Dramamine patch and get airborne as quickly as possible. I looked at Abe and only commented: We better pick up a couple of "barf bags" also.
As Abe and I entered the Oval Office we were shocked to see both Russian and Chinese "BRASS" conversing casually with POTUS. POTUS warmly greeted us and ask for us to be comfortable. Asking how we liked our coffee both Abe and I commented: Strong and BLACK!
During the in depth conversation with these military leaders they needed our recommendation as how to combat this insidious foe. The rogue element of the Knights Templar may be thwarted but our old foe the Biker Gang had tentacles around the world and were playing havoc with their country and the safety of their imps.
Our first comment was this organization has more money than brains. Only two countries have been successful in curtailing their activities: Japan and Saudi Arabia, both of which used draconian methodology to show them the error of their ways. (Just thinking about public castration had my nuts crawling up and into my naval.) The thought of going 1:1 with our war dogs definitely sounded like the better option. (I MUST BE OUT OF MY MIND!)
Before any additional trauma could register in my brain, our coms went off with the ominous ALERT, ALERT... MAJOR INCURSION AT THE EXECUTIVE OFFICES OF WORTHINGTON INDUSTRIES! Advising POTUS we were the only two individuals who could unlock Luke and John from their panic room, we excused ourselves and with a massive show of force by FBI tactical teams we rushed to back up Executive Services.
SecDef had attack helicopters with mini-guns mopping up some small patches of hostiles when we arrived. Releasing Luke and John from their panic room they were adamant that lockout has to change. Asking for Yuuto to join us in their conference room we all went into major shock when OPS advised Yuuto had been injured and was unconscious and bleeding internally. Not waiting for an Ambulance or Med-E-Vac, I scooped up my little friend and we proceeded "lights and siren" to the closest trauma center. As a dozen FBI Emergency Response Team members escorted us into the Emergency Department, from the drawn handguns and automatic weapons both the medical and nursing staff knew better than to challenge our authority.
I NEED A TRAUMA SURGEON AND I NEED HIM NOW! Within minutes, Yuuto had his clothes cut away, large bore IVs in each arm and every specialist in the Emergency Department checking my little friend for the extent of his injuries. Finally, they had him stabilized and off to Nuclear Medicine for a full body scan. (Fortunately, it was a small body to scan.)
Finally, the Chief of Emergency Services entered our waiting room and attempted to prepare us for an unfavorable outcome. Yuuto had damage to ever major system of his body. It now appeared as if the incursion at the Worthington complex was an assassination attempt upon Yuuto, not Luke and John. Our old foe finally realized our Achilles heel.
POTUS was in immediate contact with the head of the hospital advising this man has to survive. Whoever you need regardless of the time of day or night, contact the White House switchboard and ask for me personally. If this man dies you can expect every federal agency crawling up your ass wanting answers and when we are done with you I imagine the Worthingtons and their attorneys will chew on the "left overs".
That small imp is crucial to national security and if we lose him it could cost our military thousands of lives. DO I MAKE MYSELF CLEAR? DISCONNECT!
The first emergency the medical team faced was a need for Yuuto's rare blood type. Advising SecDef of the dire need 100 units of this rare blood type, it arrived at the hospital under military guard within the hour. In addition, blood draws for this rare type were being held on every military base within an hour flying time from Washington. The medical staff was starting to realize the importance the military placed on this little imp.
A dozen Federal Marshalls escorted Yuuto's partner and son into the hospital and we sat in the chapel holding hands and in deep prayer for our little friend. John and Harold pulled in one of their many favors from POTUS and Alpha Zulu security escorted them to the hospital and they joined us in the Chapel. Suddenly, a bright glowing light appeared in the Chapel and our friendly Angel "Roger" appeared before us and told us "The road would be long and difficult but Yuuto will survive". All of us had tears of happiness and if Yuuto had known the future he faced at Fort Connor and our demonic Doc he might have found death preferable. (At least it would have been less painful.)
In the next week Yuuto had five major operations to stabilize his small body. He was a fighter and wouldn't give up. Yuuto cherished his partner and his son. When Yuuto was finally conscious with moments of being lucid, he saw his concerned partner holding his hand. His son was in tears and Yuuto knew how much they both loved him.
This had been a kidnap attempt on Yuuto's family and Luke and John having the foresight to have a Wolf Dog assigned to the family protection detail saved the day. The Dog ended up with a few stitches and a lifetime supply of doggie treats from the family. The kidnappers had their body parts placed in body bags and I hated to think about the doctors who would be doing the autopsies.
When a few weeks later the hospital staff advised Doc our little imp was ready for transport to Fort Connor and into the loving arms of our dedicated Doctor. Yuuto knew what he now faced and actually considered retirement from Worthington Industries.
The first week Yuuto was at Fort Connor, SecDef contacted us and informed us the request had been made through channels and approved at the highest level. We would be receiving a member of the Imperial Family of Japan. Extend to him every courtesy of his rank and high office. Walking down the plane ramp was Hikaru. Security verified his identity and he then jumped into our arms and told us how much we both were missed.
Informing Hikaru "You know the drill, Doc wants your blood and then I imagine you'll want to see Yuuto". I had to smile when we passed our parade field to see the flag of the Imperial Family of Japan flying among the many flags we take for granted every day.
Yuuto had a difficult morning with PT and his Rehab. Seeing Hikaru enter his room brought a smile to his face. As Hikaru bent down and whispered something to Yuuto, his spirits seemed to be lifted. When I asked Yuuto later what Hikaru had shared with him he commented: "My assassins best hope the FBI gets to them before the Yakuza does".
Yes, the Yakuza does an admirable job of removing all traces of eliminating a person, but it will be years before I ever consider eating another hot dog.
Yuuto's partner and son moved into one of our VIP Suites while he was in rehab at Fort Connor. Telling his partner: "Our son needs counseling to return to a normal life. Fort Connor has three great Chaplains, choose the one you feel the most comfortable with and help our son deal with his demons".
Unknown to anyone other than SecDef, POTUS issued an Executive Order commissioning Yuuto as an Officer in the United States Army. This would allow for greater protection going forth to protect this special imp. I swear, Yuuto had more security than SecDef and as much as what accompanies POTUS when he leaves the White House.
Luke and John ruined the year end dividends for Worthington stockholders. Worthingtons ended up purchasing three armored Range Rovers and two blacked out suburbans with pop-up Mini Guns. Yuuto traveled with security that contained an arsenal more than what some small countries have for their entire military. Everyone knew Yuuto was the major secret behind the success of the Worthington Empire. The only question remained who would be drawing the short straw and telling Yuuto of the required changes in his life. Yuuto's partner volunteered provided there was ample motivation in the form of Sake before and after.
While Yuuto was in rehab at Fort Connor with his Partner and Son with him for support... Luke and John met with his protιgι and gave him the assignment of his life. Your top priority is to get with our architectural team and I want Yuuto's house totally gutted and every safety consideration made to make it a secure residence. Cost isn't a consideration... security is!
Yuuto would have gone ballistic to see his house stripped down to its studs, bullet resistant glass windows installed. The entire house wrapped in Kevlar resistance material and then insulated beyond any building code. This was to be a "green" energy efficient residence and no expense was to be spared. With a natural gas back up electric generator and a high speed T1 line Yuuto had no need to go into work at the R&D center unless he so desired.
The Worthingtons finally admitted to Yuuto's partner what they had done and gave him a blank check to furnish the residence in whatever style both he and Yuuto desired. The plans called for the kitchen to be a gourmet galley so little was needed there. The family areas were furnished conservatively, and Yuuto's home office was more secure than the Oval Office. The home had state of the art electronics and many of the innovations learned in rebuilding the Worthington Executive Complex were utilized in the renovation of Yuuto's home.
Yuuto's son really had a teenagers dream bedroom and splurged (much to the embarrassment of his fathers) on far too many electronic creature comforts. (After all, he is the son of a super nerd!)
The only thing left to do when Yuuto finally arrived back at his home was to decide how to furnish his home office. The little imp smiled from ear to ear as the first item he purchased was a wall to wall 1,500 gallon KOI tank. Like the Executive Office, the Foundation Office and the R&D facility at the Worthington Headquarters... Yuuto would have a paperless system for his home as well.
Finally, when Yuuto felt the house was tweaked to the point it was his "home"... Abe and I, Luke and John, and T&T were invited for a Saturday night dinner. Security had the street blocked off and to say Yuuto's neighbors had ruffled feathers would be an understatement. Fortunately, Yuuto's partner was pretty good in the kitchen and cookies abounded as he helped his neighbors to understand this would rarely happen again in our future.
After a wonderful meal and an evening of enjoyable conversation... after all the guests had left Yuuto's son dropped a bombshell on his fathers. "Dads, I want to live at Fort Connor!"
TO BE CONTINUED...
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