ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 157 – Acceptance
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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
Amell Scholz: Aide and former lover of Cardinal Dominic
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
Johann Emmanuel: Adopted son of Cardinal Dominic
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 Vázquez: Son of Manual de Vázquez
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 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
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
Piero "Peter" Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
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)
I never sleep well when Abe isn't in bed with me. Just the thought of losing that man terrifies me but I know it is a life we both accepted inherent with risks. I need to stop at the Chapel this morning and give thanks to God for giving Abe back to me. There is one little precious imp I would do anything for at the moment.
Watching 200 imps racing for the mess hall was like watching a stampeding heard of cattle. There was always enough food but the imps definitely wanted to be at the head of the line. As we Officers let the men of Alpha Zulu go first it gave us an opportunity to speak casually.
As we again welcomed Fr. Scholz to Alpha Zulu we asked how he was coping with his new assignment. Fr. Scholz felt so insecure. He was ready to join the men of Alpha Zulu in battle and share with them the grace of God but from the first two days with his good friend the Cardinal, he was starting to feel like a "Social Secretary". Cardinal Dominic has over 100 invitation to various Washington Social Functions since he arrived back at Fort Connor.
I smiled at Fr. Scholz and knew the Pope was grooming him to be the next leader of the Catholic Church. More is accomplished in informal social functions than is accomplished at high level public diplomatic meetings. And, the old adage: "It isn't what you know but who you know" is so true in politics. And, don't let anyone tell you different... The Catholic Church is the same as any other multinational corporation. It just markets a unique product.
As we gathered for our morning staff meeting, I appraised the staff Cardinal Dominic would be taking his Commissioning Oath as a General of the Army after Mass Sunday morning. POTUS, SecDef, the Joint Chiefs and the Chief Justice of the Supreme Court will be attending. (Our Cardinal fainted again!)
I asked staff to make certain Fort Connor was ready for any inspection they wanted to make. The Chief Justice pulled in some favors and he will be giving our Cardinal his new Oath of Office. Attendance at Religious Services isn't mandatory but I'd like to make it possible for any man that wants to attend to do so. We still need to maintain high security considering the guests we will have on base. I'll leave it to our Command Master Sergeant and the eight squad sergeants to make certain it is equitable for all the men. Men attending the church service, DRESS UNIFORMS ARE REQUIRED. And, I expect to see my face in the shine on their boots. Failure, and the soldier will be attending one of Abe's boot polishing classes (after they extract their boot from their ass)!
As soon as our staff meeting had concluded, OPS announced Video Com from Worthington Industries. "I'll take it in my office." Luke, John and T&T were all over me for not telling them about Abe. They were upset they had to hear it through the "imp mafia". I assured them he was doing fine and would be back to normal duties within days.
Asking if they could attend Mass on Sunday as they heard our new Cardinal would be taking his new Commissioning Oath. I assured them they were always welcome at Fort Connor for any reason or no reason at all. Just let the Secret Service know you will be attending so they don't panic at four "uninvited guests".
I needed to destress and have time to reflect on all that had recently happened. I walked to the Chapel and knelt in solemn prayer. I prayed to God thanking him for saving the life of my partner. I thanked God for all he has done to protect Alpha Zulu and our precious imps. And, I thanked God for allowing me the privilege lead these fantastic men who really were "Soldiers in the service of God".
As I was praying intently, a small hand touched me, and the stress of the world was lifted from my soul. I turned to see Johann kneeling beside me touching my hand. He looked at me and quietly told me: "God will never desert you".
I wrapped my arms around this precious imp and smothered him with hugs and kisses. I assured God this imp would have a long and productive life. I would support Johann whatever future path he took in life.
Our Chapel was filled to maximum capacity and literally was standing room only. The beauty of our electronic organ filled the air with a prelude of a great Bach masterpiece. As the quiet was suddenly broken with the massive sound of our Electronic Organ reproducing a composite of over 100 trumpets, "Hail to the Chief" resounded through the Chapel as our Cardinal escorted POTUS and our dignitaries to their seats and then continued onto the Altar.
The formal Mass was short and beautiful. As the Organ presented a musical interlude Cardinal Dominic left by a side door of the Altar and returned in the dress uniform of a Four Star General.
POTUS, SecDef, the Joint Chiefs and the Chief Justice joined him at the Altar. Asking him if he was prepared to take his Oath of Office as a General of the Army our Chaplain answered: "With God's help I accept this privilege and obligation"!
As Fr. Scholtz held the bible, our Chaplain placed his hand upon it as the Chief Justice administered his Oath. Upon completion, POTUS and SecDef removed the four stars from his shoulders and affixed his new rank of a Five Star General of the Army.
I was so pleased to see our Protestant Chaplain and Jewish Chaplain congratulate their friend and peer at this great moment in his life. I felt certain no problem would exist with them working together. I had to smile when I thought how our Cardinal was going to rationalize not needing to add a new billet for Fr. Scholtz. Those two were a match made in Heaven!
Our guests stayed for a delicious meal of Prime Rib of Buffalo with all the trimmings. Our Buffalo was as delicious as the Marriott Prime Rib (of beef). Unfortunately, we couldn't compete with their Raspberry Cheesecake for desert.
A beautiful celebratory cake was made by the Mess staff and was too beautiful to eat. Our Cardinal took his corner piece (which was marked RESERVED), cut it in half and gave half each to Fr. Scholtz and Johann. I had to smile thinking "a few less miles for our Cardinal to run off next week"!
Asking the Command Master Sergeant to assign a new private to each of our guests and escort them around Fort Connor and answer any question they had. It was my way of assuring our guests they would get the facts and not just what they wanted to hear. I had nothing to hide and if there were any deficits, I wanted to be the first to know about them.
Abe was tired after his recent brush with death and thanked our guest for coming but he needed to return to his quarters. He hadn't fully recovered from his injuries. Everyone wished him a speedy recovery and I assigned a security detail to assist him to our quarters.
Returning to their quarters Cardinal Dominic was exhausted from the stress of this day. Fr. Scholtz helped him out of his Dress Uniform and hung it correctly so it wouldn't need to be cleaned and pressed. Hanging up his own Dress Uniform he then dropped to his knees and started to kiss his way up the thighs of his lover.
Reaching his goal and treasure he engulfed the thick head and lavished it with his tongue. Dominic was chewing on his pillow from such wonderful feelings flooding his body. He was on an express train to Nirvana and he knew his balls would blast forth within minutes. His partner just sucked, sucked and swallowed till his balls were empty from this first round of stress management.
As they curled up and cuddled, they both realized they had plenty of time for more stress management before they had to attend "retreat" and enjoy their evening meal. Our Cardinal had a passionate lover and one who knew how to use his tongue and fingers in every erotic way possible. If it wasn't for the pillow stuffed in his mouth his screams of pleasure would have been heard all over camp. Dominic got his ass eaten by a master of anilingus and wasn't stopping till his friend was screaming to have his ass fucked.
Dominic was well lubed and ready when he felt the pain surge through his body and his lovers cock broke through his resistance and was balls deep on the first thrust. As the pain diminished, he went soaring to Nirvana and his balls blasted off coating the bed with his baby batter.
As his partner leaned over his back, he kissed Dominic's neck, whispered in his ear how much he was loved as his cock thickened in Dominic's tight ass till it felt like he would be torn into two pieces.
Flipping Dominic on his back, he placed his ankles upon his lovers shoulders. Looking into his eyes he told Dominic how much he loved him and as their lips met and they passionately kiss his lover piston fucked Dominic as his balls erupted continuously.
When they finished a massive amount of cum exploded from Dominic's body as his lover withdrew his cock. Hobbling to the shower, he was helped to flush out the residual effects of their lovemaking. As his lovers cock hardened, suddenly Dominic felt his partner thrust into his love tunnel and pummel his ass without mercy. "I just love you so much and your ass drives me wild with passion!" As Dominic's ass was filled with three more orgasms, they both knew they had to stop and rest or neither would be making retreat tonight.
Helping his friend to flush out and clean up they adjourned to bed and actually napped. Our new Cardinal was the happiest man in the United States Army. (At least until he had to run off all the calories consumed at the Washington Social Events.)
Abe and I decided to have a quiet meal in our quarters that evening, and it was one of the few times recently we could actually be alone by ourselves. It was a rare night when no sex was enjoyed but we kissed and cuddled the night away and I knew the man in my life was still in love with me.
We should have paid more attention to Piero's confession when he told us he was a gay teenager. He was following in the footsteps of T&T as the resident camp nymphomaniac. As our young stud was celebrating the event of the day, he took on "Charlie" squad with the challenge to "gang bang" his ass. (Piero definitely got his wish!) By morning flag raising we had one exhausted imp filled to maximum capacity with prime Army Baby Batter. I couldn't fault the men, you'd have to be dead to turn down such a hot imp as Piero.
Besides have a gut full of Baby Batter our imp had his ass feeling like the fires of hell. Doc had to smile and could only hope this was a good learning experience for this young imp. It slowed Piero down but by Christmas he had seduced all eight squads and most every man in Alpha Zulu had enjoyed his tight ass and talented mouth. Piero was one happy imp.
As Piero scampered off to Charlie squad immediately after morning assembly on Saturday... little did I know what that little imp had planned. He had seduced two of our hung black soldiers who had in excess of 12 hard inches and each were thicker than my wrist. Piero was going to get double fucked and nothing was going to stop him from becoming successful.
Even being fully lubed and having a considerate lover, feeling the thick head enter his ass and proceed till he was balls deep had him crawling all over the bed. As his lover started to pile drive his ass, Piero became a screaming mass of uncontrollable flesh. This brought many of the men of Charlie squad to watch the event unfold.
As Piero's ass was now well lubed and enough cum had been deposited it was leaking with every outward thrust, our second hung black stud got into position and started to impale Piero on his cock also. Piero screamed in pain as the second huge monster slid along side the first. He shook with a massive orgasm and his body spasmed in orgasmic pleasure for minutes.
As everyone present was astonished there was no blood present, our two black lover proceeded to send Piero to Nirvana and back countless times until he was exhausted and nearly unconscious. As the first cock was removed Piero's ass snaped around the remaining cock and there was little leakage.
As the second cock slid free a towel was quickly in place as massive amounts of baby batter exploded from his ass. The men of Charlie squad praised our little imp and thanked him for the afternoon of entertainment. Piero was exhausted and knew he couldn't put his legs together and walk at the moment. He cuddled between his two black lover who affectionately used their mouths and made sure Piero had as great a times as they did. His sweet youthful cum guaranteed his two black lovers he truly did enjoy himself.
My concerns about animosity between our three Chaplains was totally without merit. Our two Chaplains were serious when they commented they would help in any way possible, just let them know what assistance our Cardinal needed. (If they only knew a tube of Doc's super lube every morning would be appreciated!)
At least once a week Cardinal Dominic would be flying somewhere to handle a religious problem with the military. Without warning, OPS announces: SecDef on the Emergency Channel for you two Generals. He is urgently requesting your assistance.
As we race to my office, SecDef is pacing at his desk. "Generals, we have a problem! (And that comment was truly understated.) Our Five Star Cardinal Chaplain is in a naval brig. I want a security team and you two in the air ten minutes. I'll brief POTUS and the sit room will be operational to assist you. Make certain you have body cams to record everything.
I brought up the Command Master Sergeant and requested a full security team with extra ammunition be ready to depart on my plane in 15 minutes. Making certain Abe and I were fully loaded and ready for anything we headed to our plane and put out this latest fire.
Abe and I felt our first priority was to break our Cardinal Chaplain out of the brig and find out what was happening. Whatever he did must have really upset the base command. Our Cardinal was dedicated to the men of the military, so I knew his incarceration was only the tip of the iceberg.
Landing at the base our plane was met by base security. As our plane was surrounded by Armed Base Security... the Provost Marshall informed us the Base General was requiring us to immediately depart or face arrest. Within minutes base operations was advising the Provost Marshall he had a secure call from the Pentagon. "It is the President for you, Sir!"
At listening to the comments and very upset Provost Marshall could only comment: Yes Sir! Turning to us he only commented: "How can I assist you Generals"?
First, take us to the Brig and release our Cardinal Chaplain. Second, place the Base Admiral in confinement in the Brig. I'm certain there will be more once I get the details of the incidents.
As our good friend and Chaplain was released from the Brig even he smiled as he saw the Base Admiral escorted in handcuffs and placed in an adjoining cell. Asking to find a secure conference room and some strong black coffee... we have problems to address and some lives to save.
The Chaplain relayed to us as he was visiting the hospital and praying with the sick and injured sailors he came upon one man who looked like death warmed over and with little or no care being provided. Asking the doctors what happened to the man they replied his shipmates found out he was gay and gave him a "blanket party" that nearly killed him.
Orders were given by the Base Command no resources were to be invested on a gay seaman that would be discharged if he survived.
I went to the Base Admiral and as I called him a "HEATHEN" he kinda got upset and threw me in the brig. We need to get to the hospital and make certain this young man receives proper care. I have a feeling this problem runs deeper than a single incident.
As Base Security escorted me and our security detail to the base hospital it was soon all over base the Army was on base and heads were rolling. A very unhappy hospital director met us at the main entrance and I simply put my fist in his face, and he ended up flat on the floor. Advising the Provost Marshall to put him in the brig, he has to be complicit in this somehow.
The Chaplain took us to the sailors room and I demanded his doctor to be in attendance immediately. "By order of the President of the United States, this man is to receive proper medical care! If you can't or won't do it than get to hell out of this hospital. This goes for any man or woman, officer, enlisted or civilian. This man is under the protection of Alpha Zulu and the use of lethal force has been authorized. Don't make me shoot someone to prove how serious I am.
SecDef advised me he had NCIS investigators in the air and should arrive soon. JAG should arrive shortly thereafter. I fear you are correct this is only the tip of the iceberg and not an isolated incident. Protect that sailor, he will be crucial in figuring out how deep this goes. Thanks for not shooting off anyone's balls this time. I only comment to POTUS and SecDef: "The day isn't over yet"!
Getting the name and ID of the sailor, POTUS had a military escort and transportation arranged so the parents could be with their son. We spent a week on base backing up the NCIS team and until the doctors could feel comfortable the sailor would make a complete recovery. If it hadn't been for our Cardinal Chaplain this man wouldn't have survived his injuries.
Offering the injured sailor the opportunity to transfer to Alpha Zulu he respectfully declined and wanted to be return to his ship. The men all have good hearts and it is just the homophobic nature of the military leadership that causes the problem. I won't run away from this. I'm a proud gay man serving in the United States Navy.
By the time NCIS and JAG got done, the majority of Base Officers received confinement time and a dishonorable discharge. The entire officer command of the ship was removed from duty and evaluated as to their fitness to remain in the Navy.
The Base Admiral and the Hospital Medical Director who dictated no care was to be provided for the insured Sailor received a dishonorable discharge and ten year confinement at hard labor. This sent shockwaves through the Navy... Homophobia would not be tolerated.
The men of Alpha Zulu welcomed Cardinal Dominic back as a hero. Privately, he received the praise of the Pope in addressing this issue at the cost of his career. The ultimate praise was from his lover who gave him a night of stress management that left him bow legged and barely able to walk to morning flag raising. No lewd comments were made by the men. They respected Dominic both as a man and a Cardinal of the Catholic Church.
There were no doubts that our man of God would lay down his life for one of his brothers. It was no surprise that SecDef flew in unannounced and request a "formal retreat" of our men that evening. It was his honor to present our Cardinal Chaplin with the Distinguished Service Medal for his actions in saving the life of a wounded sailor at great risk both to his life and his career. Retreat was completed and we invited SecDef to join us for our evening meal. Just don't get in the way of our marauding imps if you value your life. When it comes to their meals, they take no prisoners.
As we were exiting the Mess and escorting SecDef to his plane OPS announces: ALERT, ALERT... INTRUSION IMMINENT! We have a plane on a direct flight path for landing on our runway and multiple radar signatures of cruise missiles. IMPACT WITHIN 60 SECONDS. TAKE COVER!
SecDef got a first hand experience of what we face in an attack. The imps were quickly herded into the bunker and the blast door closed with SecDef now under house arrest. It was impossible for me to activate Connor without SecDef being aware of my actions so this time it was up to the men to handle this incursion.
The sound of the firefight could be heard through the bunker and multiple overhead explosions raining down steel shot upon our men. Suddenly, the entire base shook with a massive explosion and I only wondered what had happened.
As quiet descended upon Alpha Zulu the blast door opened and Abe entered. "I'm sorry to advise you Mr. Secretary we have one fatal injury... YOUR PLANE! The hostiles destroyed it with Rocket Propelled Grenades. We'll provide you with transportation back to Washington.
SecDef only asked: "Are our men OK, the plane can be replaced?" No serious injuries were sustained. A lot of bruising but our ceramic body armor prevented any serious wounds.
Within a month, SecDef announced us receiving the Army Valorous Unit Citation Ribbon. Every man of Alpha Zulu received the Army Commendation Medal with the Bronze V. SecDef now had a better idea of what we at Alpha Zulu faced any day of the week. Combined with the Purple Hearts we awarded, Abe and I did a hell of a lot of Saluting and we were never prouder of our men as we made the award presentations.
There was a lot of celebrating that night and it was no surprise Doc was a "no show" for our morning staff meeting. He was inundated with consensual injuries and he was both exhausted and jealous.
Our imps in residence were astonishingly resilient to the emotional trauma of incursions to Fort Connor. They quickly learned the safety of their bunker and believed the Blast Door was impregnable. They were friends with our War Dogs and watching them in practice they knew that had now 10 four legged friends that would die to protect them.
OPS announces: POTUS ON A SECURE VIDEO CALL FOR YOU TWO GENERALS. As we made a fast trip to my office POTUS was pacing behind his desk in the Oval Office. Generals, we have a problem in Texas AGAIN. This is the same base where your predecessors were assassinated and numerous attacks on Alpha Zulu have happened over the years.
The Worthington Military Help Line has received confirmed reports of homophobic attacks and little or no medical care being provided for the victims. I want all the Alpha Zulu soldiers you can put on that flying monstrosity and all of you in Texas PRONTO! Use of lethal force is authorized and if you have to issue a warning shot, aim low and remove them from the gene pool. ENOUGH IS ENOUGH. Last time we replace the entire senior staff of the base. I'm ready to close the base regardless of the repercussions from Congress. SecDef and I will be in the Sit Room to help you as needed. GOD SPEED!
This was getting to be pretty standard of a reception as the base security surrounded our plane and the Provost Marshall refusing us permission to remain on the base. I advised the Provost to contact his communications center and he had a call waiting from the Pentagon. The man turned GREEN as POTUS ripped him a new ass.
Apologizing for his rude behavior he may have given to us Generals, he was under orders from his commanding officer. Please accept his apology. The man was sincere and we had no wish to harm his career.
Advising the Provost Marshall to arrest the Base General and put him in confinement. I want that man behind bars. Then take us to the hospital. Another hospital director meeting us at the main entrance denying us entrance. I could either shoot him or slug him and right now I needed to vent some hostility. A fist to his face left him unconscious on the floor with a broken nose. He would be waking up in confinement in the cell next to the Base General.
No one had to tell us where the injured men were... the stench was too obvious. Here were injured soldiers laying in their own excrements being denied proper medical care. I WENT BALLISTIC! I demanded if their doctors and nurses front and center within the next three minutes or I would issue a "shoot on sight" order. As they assembled, I issued the dictum.
"YOU WILL PROVIDE PROPER MEDICAL CARE FOR THESE MEN!" Each of you will be
assigned two Alpha Zulu soldiers as your escort. If you provide less than the
optimal care for these men you will be put in handcuffs and escorted to
confinement pending court martial. What is happening here is a disgrace to the
military and to medicine. Each of you have violated your medical oath and I
assure you... you will be answering both to the military and your professional
board of conduct. Provide good care for these men and you may avoid
confinement, but I doubt if you'll ever practice medicine again. Your military
and medical careers are over!
POTUS later told me the Joint Chiefs were wrenching just seeing the squalor these men were in. Nothing had ever been seen by the military since liberating the Nazi Concentration Camps during World War II. Either through complicity or indifference this Base General would have many years at hard labor to consider the error of his ways.
It was really close and we almost had three of the soldier die before proper care could be provided. Doc was in constant contact reviewing the medical information and reassuring us proper procedure was being followed. He was appalled that anyone in medicine would fail to provide basic care to an injured soldier. Doc commented: "Frankly, Generals... the medical staff should be shot!"
The soldiers involved in the assault received a dishonorable discharge and a felony conviction that would follow them the rest of their lives. Officers involved at the minimum, their careers were over. Lack of response to a problem is tantamount to a silent approval of what is happening. What was known to only a few individuals it was the Base Chaplain who contacted the Worthington Military Hot Line. A lowly "rookie Captain Chaplain" saved seven lives and prevented many future episodes of homophobic attacks on brave American soldiers. I advised both POTUS, SecDef and the Secretary of the Army this Chaplain deserved recognition for his actions in saving seven soldiers.
As an armed escort of Alpha Zulu soldiers escorted us to the Chapel, Abe and I
wanted to thank God for allowing us to correct this injustice. As we knelt in
prayer the Base Chaplain joined us and we thanked him for having the guts and
taking the risks to make this injustice known. "You save seven soldiers today
as much as if you had taken a bullet for them in combat!" Don't deny the
recognition you will be given. There are seven soldiers who will always
consider you their hero.
As the three of us knelt in prayer, a side door quietly opened and someone threw a live grenade directly at us. The Chaplain never hesitated and threw himself on top of the grenade making the ultimate sacrifice and saving our lives as the grenade exploded. Our security team neutralized the hostile as he exited the chapel. The Chaplain saved our lives and Abe and I would pull in every favor anyone in Washington owes us and this man would be presented the Medal of Honor. He would posthumously become a member of Alpha Zulu and would be honored by our men. I would be asking Luke and John to add another meditation alcove to our Chapel to honor this brave man.
As Alpha Zulu finally left this Base, I contacted SecDef and asked if the Chaplain had any living relatives. His parents were still alive and I changed our flight plan to the closest airport to their small town. Arriving with a mass of security escorting us, Abe and I knocked and asked if we could talk with his parents.
The parents were still in shock of being notified of the death of their son and we honestly told them he died protecting us. Without his selfless actions, it would be us being buried at the Washington National Cemetery. Abe and I are the two highest ranking officers in the military, and we pledge to you our sacred honor we will do everything in our power to see your son is awarded the Medal of Honor.
Once the national media picked up the story there was mass support from the American Public to their elected officials for our hero Chaplain to be presented with the Medal of Honor. With our statements and support, SecDef and POTUS fast tracked the award and it was presented to his parents at a formal presentation in the White House Rose Garden on July 4th.
The members of Congress knew it was political suicide to fight this award... their constituents would retaliate at the next election and their career would be over. SecDef gave us a duplicate of the award presented to the parents to hang in the new alcove of our Fort Connor Chapel.
The three Chaplains worked cooperatively with the Worthington Architects to design the new medication alcove to our existing Chapel. We were so thankful when John Allen Masters informed us he would personally absorb the cost of a life size bronze bust of the Chaplain. The Worthington Architects designed a beautiful addition with a water feature that definitely provided the calm and relaxing atmosphere so desired in the Chapel.
We invited his parents to join us at Fort Connor as our three Chaplains blessed the new addition to the Glory of God and in memory of the sacrifice made by this member of Alpha Zulu. Abe and I told the parents when they left, we would always be in their debt and to contact us if they ever needed assistance. We could never repay them for the sacrifice made by their son.
Abe and I had some mild cases of PTSD considering how close our lives came to being ended it didn't surprise us. We woke during the nights in a cold sweat in a near panic attack. We needed to get away and just unwind from the daily stress and Doc agreed. You can either take a two week vacation to Camp Phoenix or my Medical sedated in bed. I know T&T will enjoy your company. The food is good and there is plenty of 20 year old Scotch and 100 year old Brandy. Far more enjoyable than the after effects of me sedating you. I've already contacted T&T and they will be waiting for you when you land at Andrews tomorrow morning. You are leaving directly from breakfast. Don't give me any arguments because I have 400 men, 10 Wolf War Dog and over 200 imps who will back up my decision. Accept defeat graciously.
As we were flying to Washington, T&T came through on our Coms advising they had a meeting that suddenly arose and they would be a few hours late meeting us at Camp Phoenix. Take the first chopper and enjoy the life of a country gentlemen. Camp Phoenix is there for you two to enjoy.
Flying to Camp Phoenix was normal and nothing unusual for either Abe or me. Without warning our chopper became erratic as the pilot dodged a ground to air missile. We had one damn good pilot and he avoided the first three missiles fired. I didn't know if someone was head hunting for T&T or Abe and me. They definitely were out for blood and so long as we were airborne we were vulnerable.
Contacting OPS on my wrist com, I declared an EMERGENCY and requested air support. Just as I was giving OPS our GPS coordinates a missile struck our Rotor and this chopper was going down.
The last thing I remember before blacking out was a barrage of bullets tearing through our pilot's body. Now we were the captives of hostiles and our country doesn't negotiate with terrorists.
I prayed Roger was on duty this day.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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