ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES
Chapter 160 A True Hero
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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
Ambrose Abbott: Colonel, U.S. Army - Protector for Johann Emmanuel & Piero Bianchi
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)
Darnel Trevon: Colonel, U.S. Marines Protector for Win Thorp & Piero Bianchi
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
Enapay Perez: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General Administration)
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 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
Piero "Peter" Bianchi: Son of the Grand Master of the Knights Templar
Piero 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"
Sebastian Guerrero: Six Star General of the Armies of the United States (Commanding General Tactical)
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
Winthrop Thorp III: Adopted son of Generals Perez and Guerrero
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)
"Air Force One on Final Approach"... The words came through on every soldiers com on base. Everyone but me wondered what was happening. I'd be paying the price big time with Sebastian before this night was over but I was sworn to secrecy so I prayed he would be understanding.
As POTUS led the procession from the plane, SecDef and then the Joint Chiefs joined him as I welcomed them to Fort Connor. As I assigned each man a new "private" to be their escort around base, the poor private was in terror of the man he was guiding. I only told them to be honest and answer any question to the fullest of their ability. We had nothing to hide from our guests.
POTUS quietly asked if everything was ready for tonight's event. I commented it was his show, I was just providing the food and the audience. (And a Marine Colonel who could break every bone in my body without working up a sweat.)
The imps enjoyed their raunchy behavior as they gorged on "burgers" in the open air with little adult supervision. The men of Alpha Zulu appreciate the effort the Mess staff put forth in a delicious Prime Rib of Buffalo dinner and the Joint Chiefs all wanted the recipe to share with their mess staff.
Finally, it was time for the "big show"... Introducing our guest for the evening, Our Commander in Chief, The President of the United States.
As POTUS took to the stage, I faded into the background and wanted to keep as low a profile as possible in case this "went south". Some military men are not conducive to receiving awards and accolades and I feared our Marine Colonel was among the members of this group.
As POTUS ordered Marine Colonel Darnel Trevon "Front and Center" I wasn't seeing a smile on the face of my Colonel. As the Marine Corp Commandant joined POTUS on stage, POTUS told the group assembled this was a most unusual presentation as few facts could ever be divulged publicly. Even the Alpha Zulu Six Star Generals had not been read in.
With all the facts classified above "Top Secret", no certificate could be issued. Colonel Trevon's record would show this award being presented for exemplary conduct by Executive Order of the President of the United States. All facts as to his actions were "code word classified".
Colonel Trevon was becoming more pensive the longer POTUS continued. He wanted to make a break for freedom and escape the attention. POTUS brought the Colonel's apprehension to an abrupt closure. "On behalf of a grateful nation and the citizens of the United States of America, for service above and beyond the call of duty and at great risk of life and personal injury, I am privileged to present you with the MEDAL OF HONOR! (The silence was only broken by the GASPS of the men present.) Finally, the men rose in a standing ovation and our Command Master Sergeant was slow in issuing the command: "As You Were"!
As our Colonel retreated from the scene, I announced to the men the Mess would be serving a celebratory cake and ice cream at 2000 hours tonight. (Mentioning to the 1st Sergeant Chef he now knows how to finish the decorations.) I immediately left Sebastian to see to our guests and I asked OPS for the location of Colonel Trevon. OPS advised Colonel Trevon's locator shows him in our meditation garden.
As I joined the Colonel in meditation, I talked with him as a father would to his son. The Colonel just looked at men and commented "What just happened was an insult to all the brave men before me who have received this high honor". I am not only unworthy, I am underserving of it. Telling the Colonel, I knew he couldn't divulge any of the facts, but he needed to talk this through before he had a meltdown. Asking OPS to have our Cardinal Chaplin meet us in his office, I walked the Colonel to the Chaplin's office and spoke to both men. Chaplain, you need to have an intense counseling session with the Colonel under the "Seal of the Confessional". Colonel, under the seal anything you tell our Cardinal Chaplain can never be divulged to anyone. Assuring the Colonel, he needed help and this is the only way I can see anyone helping you. I left to rejoin POTUS and the Joint Chiefs and thanked them for honoring us today with their presence. The Colonel was just too overwhelmed with emotion and ask them to understand his reluctance in not escorting them to their plane.
"Forgive me father for I have sinned"... This conversation was truly under the seal of the confessional. The Colonel unloaded all the emotions he had been caring around these past months. His team had been dropped deep into the jungle of Columbia to eliminate a new drug cartel which was attempting to fill the void left after the "Drug War". His team was ordered to terminate this organization with extreme prejudice. As the team leader, he made a mistake in judgement and five of his team were captured and tortured by the cartel. Yes, at extreme risk to his life, he rescued all five members being severely wounded in the process. But, somehow during their interrogation, one of his team divulged personal information which resulted in a cartel hit squad locating and killing Win's mother and father after our team had returned to the United States.
No one in or out of the military knew Win's father was my love and lover. The man was dedicated to his wife and Win but when one spends so much time alone in life and death surroundings, we take interactions when and where we can get it. I truly was in love with the man and to know I in any way caused the death of him and his wife tears me apart. Chaplain, I'm a macho jock stud Marine who is as gay as any man can be. Not the ideal candidate for a Marine Corp Recruiting Poster. And, to be given this high award... It dishonors the brave men who have received it before me.
"If you really feel you need it, I grant you absolution and the sacrifices you have already made are truly acceptable to God." Don't beat yourself up, accept this award on behalf of the men whose lives you saved. The fact your best friend and lover got killed I know must tear you apart, but I also know you'll give your life to protect Win and Piero. "Go in Peace" and know I am always available to help you 24 hours a day.
The men are gathering in the Mess to celebrate this fantastic moment in your life. I know Win and Piero are wondering where you are and what the problem is. Love these two imps and thank the men of Alpha Zulu for making you part of this Band of Brothers. I truthfully believe God has ordained what happened today.
As the Chaplain escorted our Colonel to the Mess, his arrival was greeted by an abundance of congratulations and positive comments. Two precious imps came running to him and jumped into his arms, their legs around his waist as their arms wrapped around his neck. "You truly are our hero!" The Colonel couldn't control his emotions.
Imps to the rescue... "You have to cut the cake and cut two big pieces for us!" As the evening progressed, two stuffed and exhausted imps could barely walk back to their quarters. Helping them to undress, the imps took a quick shower and then the Colonel tucked them into bed and as he normally did kissing them goodnight.
Settling into his quarters attempting to destress from the events of this day... a quiet knock was heard at his door. Opening it, was Johann which was shocking. This imp was so quiet and introverted few even realized he was in residence at Fort Connor. Asking if he could talk with the Colonel, our imp entered and sat next to the Colonel on his bed. Taking the hand of the Colonel, Johann spoke from his heart commenting the Colonel had no reason to feel guilty. He had done nothing and was without blame. Win's father had broken protocol and brought personal items with him on his deployment and that is how they were located when he returned to the United States. "You are not at fault!" (How in the hell does this imp know anything about our classified op?) As Johann wrapped his small arms around the Colonel's neck and gently kissed his cheek, the Colonel felt all the guilt fade from his body. Picking up Johann and returning him to his room, tucking him in bed, kissing him goodnight, the Colonel thanked the young imp for being mature far beyond his years.
Saturday morning Flag Raising and Piero, Win and Johann came running from the imps bunker at a full gallop with no sign of the Colonel in sight. Being concerned, I ask Doc to check the Colonel's vital signs and assure us he was OK. Doc being Doc only commented: "He must have partied pretty hard last night, he is sleeping it off!" At least we could breath easier.
During our morning staff meeting (Yup, even on weekends and holidays) the Colonel came rushing in apologizing for being tardy. Last night caught up with him and he overslept. The consensus of comments was: "What was his name"? (Which had our Colonel turning multiple shades of RED!)
As our Cardinal Chaplain was exiting our Staff Meeting, he whispered to the Colonel his schedule was free this morning and to stop by after he finished his workout. A good night of sleep, strong black coffee, an intense workout in PT and the Colonel had never felt better.
Meeting with the Chaplain, his good friend asked what caused the major improvement you are having today. You are as radiant as a bride on her wedding night. The Colonel only said one word: "Johann". Yes, he is one very special and unique imp. I wish I could read you in on his complete story, but I am sworn to secrecy. As the Chaplain asked to accompany the Colonel, he needed to check on a few imps who were having problems adjusting to life at Fort Connor. As they were walking across the open parade ground, OPS announced: ALERT, INCOMMING MISSILE IMMENT. TAKE COVER!
As the Colonel heard the roar overhead, he knew within seconds the warhead would explode. Throwing the Chaplain to the ground, he covered his body with his own. The explosion was deafening and the sound of steel shot being released could be heard and felt throughout Fort Connor. The Chaplain was the first to issue the cry of: "Medic, Man Down"! As every man rushed to offer assistance, it became too obvious the Colonel had been mortally wounded by the steel shot and his organs had been liquified by the explosion. The man had saved the Chaplain's life, but he was brain dead before Doc arrived on the scene.
Advising the Command Master Sergeant to keep the imps locked down in their bunker till the Colonel could be transported to Medical. "The less carnage the imps see the less trauma we will have to help them deal with."
Putting the Colonel on life support till Doc could determine the Colonel's wishes in such a scenario, Doc informed the Commanding Generals they may want to prepare Piero and Win for the tragedy they had now to endure.
As the Generals gave the bad news to Piero and Win, their cries of anguish echoed through the imps bunker. Johann knew what he had to do. Quietly slipping out of the imps bunker, he went unnoticed as he entered medical and into the room of our injured Colonel. As a bright pure white glowing light appeared in the room an Angel by the name of Roger appeared to help the Colonel to his eternal rest. Johann stood between Roger and the Colonel and denied him access to this special man. Roger bowed his head in obedience, turned around and exited the room as the glowing portal diminished.
Johann went to the side of the bed, took the Colonel's hand and only commented it wasn't his time to die. There were two precious imps who needed the Colonel in their lives and he still had much good to do for the people of the world.
As Johann quietly slipped out of the Colonel's room, the alarm bells sounded and the medical staff came running in high gear. Doc couldn't believe the monitors. The Colonel had a normal heart rhythm and normal brain function. Keeping the Colonel sedated, Doc proceeded to run a full body scan and found every organ that had been previously shown destroyed was now being shown perfectly normal. "What in the hell just happened?"
Doc brought the Generals up on their com and commented: "Don't ask me how this happened but there is a Colonel in medical that is conscious, alert and wanting to talk with two imps. I'll give them five minutes then I'm kicking you all out." "You Generals can either READ ME IN or accept my retirement!" DISCONNECT!
Later that Evening as Doc joined the Generals in their Great Room, Doc was "read in" on what had been determined by the leaders of the Jewish sects in Israel and by the clergy appointed by the Pope to evaluate this special imp. Doc only shook his head and commented: "If you are going to lie to me you might fabricate a believable story!" At least the Scotch was good and Doc had the night off duty. "Refill, please."
Our Cardinal Chaplain had a very good idea of what had happened as rumors abounded throughout Fort Connor. Knocking and requesting entrance into Johann's quarters, the Chaplain picked up the small shy quiet imp, hugged him, kissed him and thanked him for saving the life of the man who we all love. Now, excuse me, I have to go to the Chapel and give thanks to God for bringing you to us in this time of need. (If the Cardinal Chaplain knew the plans God had for his future, he would be wishing he had thrown his body on top of the Colonel's.)
Piero and Win waited on the Colonel every minute they weren't in class, doing homework or studying. They were taking no chances of any complications occurring and wanted this man as part of their lives for many years in their future. The imps had two more years left at Fort Connor and then 4-5 years at Harvard. So, for at least the next six years they felt certain the Pentagon Brass would leave the Colonel with them as their Protector. Oh, were they in for a big surprise.
A few weeks later as we Generals were leaving the Pentagon briefing on security threats our Coms go off and we are instructed to report to the White House. The Secret Service immediately escorted us to the Oval Office and POTUS was seated comfortable with the Vatican Ambassador. POTUS commented he'd offer us coffee, but we wouldn't be staying that long. Turning to the Ambassador, POTUS commented: "Your Eminence, you have the floor"!
A few hours ago, Vatican Security was breeched and the fact that Johann is residing at Fort Connor obtained. You can expect any number of subversive organizations and multiple attempts on the life of this young imp. PROTECT THAT IMP AT ANY COST!
POTUS concluded the meeting commenting, do what you do best. DISMISSED! Federal Marshalls were waiting to give us an armed escort to Andrews and within minutes we were airborne and returning to Fort Connor. Bringing up our Base Commander as we were returning, Fort Connor was ordered to full tactical alert status and make certain every imp is locked in their bunker. Inform Colonel Trevon we want a full security detail and two War Dogs on Johann 24/7 until further notice. We should be landing at Fort Connor within the hour. Please don't shoot our behemoth out of the air. T&T both would have a stroke combined with a heart attack if anything happens to their "baby".
Anyone entering our zone of security without giving proper clearance is to be immediately destroyed. NO WARNING SHOTS! I made certain our pilots were aware of this directive so they would give Fort Connor plenty of notice prior to our attempting to land. Also, have a drone check behind us to assure nothing slides in masked by our radar signature.
As we Generals were walking down the ramp of Alpha Zulu Actual, our coms sounded the infamous... ALERT, ALERT... INTRUDERS IN SECTOR 08! Racing to the imps bunker with our security detail we were shocked to find the blast door open and the sound of a raging fire fight occurring within.
Entering the imps bunker we found it to be a scene of bloody carnage. Our War Dogs had torn the throat out of a number of hostiles and currently one of the dogs was tearing the nuts off of one who was screaming in extreme pain and terror until Alpha Zulu security put a bullet between his eyes.
Suddenly, there was an explosion of bright light and an Angel with a Flaming Sword appeared. Almost immediately every hostile vanished. If it wasn't for all the blood and our injured men one would find it difficult to believe an incursion had happened.
Advising OPS to contact the Worthingtons and I wanted Yuuto in a fighter jet and on base before my cup of coffee is cold. Fort Connor will remain at full alert until we have answers!
Within the hour two fighter jets zoomed over Fort Connor at tree top level and I knew Yuuto had arrived. A very GREEN senior imp was assisted to the ground which he immediately kissed. Turning to us Generals he commented if we ever did this to him again, he was moving to Japan and living with Hikaru. Flying commercial is bad enough but never, AND I REPEAT NEVER, put me in a Fighter Jet ever again!
Advising Doc, I need Yuuto and I need him now! You can do your vampire thing once I'm done with him. Telling Yuuto... I need to know how these hostiles managed to get on base, avoid our sensors, and breech the blast door of the imps bunker. Whatever you need is yours.
Yuuto shared he had a "back door" built into our secure mainframe but even knowing the protocols it would take him over an hour to access our mainframe remotely. Advising OPS, Yuuto had total access to our OPS center and any part of Fort Connor he deems necessary. I turned to the Command Master Sergeant and told him not to leave the side of this imp. PROTECT HIM WITH YOUR LIFE!
Yuuto locked himself away in OPS and for the next six hours worked relentlessly to figure out how any of this could happen. Finally, Yuuto asked us to join him in OPS. The first words out of Yuuto's mouth were he needed a secure com to Luke and John. As Luke and John came on screen, they saw the traumatized look on Yuuto's face.
Asking Luke and John if they trusted him, the response was: "With our lives"! Lock down the Worthington Complex and then have Security arrest my protιgι for espionage. He might as well have signed this computer worm with his name. Take every precaution to avoid him being able to commit suicide. We need to learn how deep this goes and how many government computer systems are affected.
Turning to the Generals, Yuuto commented: "I need Coffee, food and a shot of moonshine in that order. It is going to take me days to wipe this self-replicating Worm. I may have to totally erase the main server and reinstall all the data from the secure backups if they haven't been corrupted. The fun of self-replicating Worms are just when you think you've "killed" one it just multiplies and hides somewhere else. I need a couple of hours of sleep before I decide on how I want to tackle this problem.
Assuring Yuuto he could relax in our guest quarters for as long as he needed. There are armed guards at the door and at least two war dogs at any time. Yuuto smiled commenting the only thing warm and fuzzy he wanted was his partner. And, from what I found out today, any chance of my retirement from Worthingtons just became null and void.
As the Command Master Sergeant took Yuuto to the Mess for his infusion of Coffee and Food, I continued to chat with Luke and John. "Guys, Yuuto is near his breaking point and the added stress I'm putting on him isn't helping. Even he has no idea of how long it will take for him to correct our problem especially if he has to wipe our server and reinstall everything. Pack up his partner and son and ship them off to Fort Connor. Our Mini Mansion is going to waste and Yuuto might as well be comfortable with his family while he works.
Also, make arrangements for his precious Koi to be fed both at his office and home. I wouldn't want to be in any of our shoes if any harm befalls them. Those fish are his "second family".
Luke and John assured me he'd have Yuuto's two legged family on an Executive Jet within the hour. Just don't shoot them out of the air.
When Yuuto became more relaxed, I asked him when did "Connor" change over to a "Angel with a Flaming Sword"? We were shocked when Yuuto firmly stated no changes or upgrades had been done to Connor. After checking, Yuuto assured us "Connor hadn't been hacked"! Whatever you saw and whatever happened had nothing to do with our AI program.
POTUS and SecDef were more understanding then we were at Fort Connor. Yes, Yuuto's protιgι would be facing years in a federal super max for his act of treason but the consensus at Fort Connor was 15 minutes being the play toy for all 10 war dogs simultaneously would be a more fitting punishment. We had an AWAC overhead 24 hours a day for over two weeks as Yuuto rebuilt our servers and reinstalled all our software. I am so glad that little imp is on our side.
And, as Luke and John assured me, Yuuto's Koi are in great hands... that little guy would wipe our Worthington Servers if anything happened to his Koi on our watch.
All of Alpha Zulu smiled as Yuuto was doing the "walk of shame" to morning flag raising his second day with Alpha Zulu. His partner had an ear to ear smile and his son only knew how much his fathers were still in love. Yuuto put in long hours daily and always was anxious to head for the Mini-Mansion and the stress management provided by his partner. The love these two men shared is what gave Yuuto the strength to face each new day and to solve the problem which threatened the security of Fort Connor.
Our little imp had his day of recognition when he returned to Washington. As Luke and John escorted Yuuto and his Family to the White House, it was a "White Tie" affair for the Pentagon Leadership and the political heavyweights of Congress as Yuuto was presented with the Department of the Army Distinguished Civilian Service Award. Those individuals present with high enough security clearance had been read in on how valuable this little guy was to the security of our great nation. Yuuto was a national treasure and would never again be under appreciated.
After the White House gala, T&T, Luke and John invited Yuuto and his family to their Penthouse to enjoy a quiet, peaceful and relaxing weekend. Finally, after a great Marriott feast, Luke and John turned to Yuuto and told him his next priority assignment. "Find your replacement!" Go through the last ten year of qualified graduates from MIT and Sanford. If you can find a person or persons you want to mentor, make them an offer they can't refuse. You have carte blanche. Yuuto, you are irreplaceable, but you also deserve time with your family. Whatever it takes, do it! You have the total support of the Worthington clan. (And, if you haven't realized it by now, in our hearts you are a Worthington.)
Yuuto poured over graduates from the two schools, the classes they had taken, their transcripts, their major, comments given by their professors... every detail he could find about all of them. When Yuuto finally had the list down to five prospective research assistants he asked Worthington Intelligence and our HR Dream Team to do a deep security dive on them before he spoke to them individually or showed any interest in them joining his team. Finally, our little imp met with Luke and John stating there were three potential candidates to join our R&D program. Luke was adamant... Make all three an offer they can't refuse and hopefully at least one will join your team. If all three want to join our team it would be fantastic.
Telling Yuuto to stop by transportation and get first class tickets for you and your partner. Advise your son, Security will be picking him up after his last class today and he'll be the guest of T&T until his fathers return.
Yuuto and his family was shocked when after they finished their "head hunting" junket he planned on returning to work with Luke and John, Going to pick up their son from the Penthouse, T&T handed Yuuto three first class round trip air fares to Hawaii and reservations had been made for the King Kamehameha suite at the Hawaiian Marriott. Your assistants will be processing their security for the next few weeks so they won't even miss you. Put any purchases you require on your "Black Card" and we want you and your family to enjoy yourselves.
Talking with Luke and John later that afternoon, I asked how our little imp took the good news. He was in tears as we dropped them off at the airport. The only question we now have is when he returns will it be with or without tan lines. Yes, Luke and John can be so cruel at times... as can we Generals.
Asking how Yuuto's Koi were doing with their "father" being absent for so long... Luke commented he takes a walk every afternoon and goes over to the R&D building and talks with the fish. And, YES... they know when to expect me and listen more intently than my administrative team.
T&T have the responsibility for a daily trip to Yuuto's home and keeping his home Koi content. We all have no wish to even contemplate how Yuuto would retaliate if anything happened to his beloved Koi.
Yuuto's son made sure both of his fathers had plenty of opportunity to share the love in their hearts while enjoying their Hawaiian junket. Giving them a couple of hours alone, he always yelled "I'm back" as he entered their suite to avoid any embarrassment to his fathers. The little imp was smart enough to know what his fathers were doing but even fathers deserve some time for personal interactions.
Luke and John kept us well appraised as they made certain that Yuuto and his family had discrete protection and the local military was always on alert to back them up. Finally, the day arrived Yuuto and his family needed to return to the mainland and accept the reality of returning to a normal life. They boarded a Boeing 777 for their first class return to the mainland. If they had to leave "Paradise" first class on a 777 was definitely the way to enjoy life. As the Pilot announced they had now reached the "point of no return" they were committed to continue onto California where the passengers could make connecting flights to their final destination.
No more than the pilot making this announcement, shots rang out in the passenger compartment of the plane. The plane was being hijacked. Yuuto discretely hit the panic button on his wrist com hoping it would alert the Worthingtons and Alpha Zulu to the emergency.
All hell broke loose in Washington at the White House and the Pentagon. The Generals had Fort Connor locked down tight and were in constant contact with Luke and John wanting to be turned loose to save their impish friend they loved and cherished.
The Pentagon immediately scrambled fighter jets to intercept the 777 and issued the order for a Carrier Battle Group to start toward the point where their fighter jets could join the operation. POTUS was concerned about all the passengers but to lose Yuuto and/or his family would be a national disaster. After three passengers were executed, POTUS authorized the pilot to relinquish control of the plane. (At least it would stop the killing for the moment.)
Ordering the service crew to bring a parcel up from the storage area of the plane, they were surprised to see a number of parachutes. Ordering the pilot to drop below 10,000 feet, they strapped Yuuto, his partner and his son each to an individual hijacker... At a given preset GPS coordinate, they blew the plane door of the passenger compartment and jumped from the plane.
The pilot immediately contacted Air Traffic Control declaring an Emergency and advising the authorities of three of his passengers being kidnapped by Terrorists. The White House, Pentagon, Worthingtons and Alpha Zulu knew which three passengers had been kidnapped.
We were somewhat relieved when Doc confirmed Yuuto was alive but from his vital signs that little imp is scared to death. (Frankly, I would be also.) As the three kidnappers with three hostages attached to them were bouncing around in the water, Yuuto saw a blip on the horizon that seemed to be getting larger. Within minutes a high speed "cigar boat" picked them up and head West, South West at over 80 knots. Alpha Zulu OPS commented quickly at the change in location of Yuuto. At least we knew he was alive and a good chance his family was also. Whoever kidnapped Yuuto wanted his family to use in motivating him to share his knowledge.
I knew the decision that faced POTUS. As much as we respected all Yuuto has done for our country, he cannot be allowed to fall into the hands of hostiles. POTUS issued the order to the Military... Save the imp and his family if possible but if it appears they will be lost to a foreign power, the craft and its occupants are to be destroyed!
POTUS had just issued a "kill order" on Yuuto and his family. The Pentagon advised POTUS with the direction this boat is headed, its destination could be the Philippines, North Korea or even China. SecDef advised the Navy had two nuclear Attack Submarines returning from a classified mission that could intercept the craft within the hour. The Carrier Battle Group would be able to provide air support within 90 minutes. POTUS brought all three navy captains online with the Pentagon. He wanted there to be no misunderstanding. The Top U.S. scientist and his family were kidnapped and are hostages on that craft. You are to stop it in the least intrusive way possible and rescue the three victims. If you are unable to do that and the craft is close to entering the territorial waters of a foreign country, ON MY AUTHORIZATION... You are to blow that boat out of the water!
I knew what POTUS was doing and I knew in my heart it was the right decision from a military and national security prospective, but I was hesitant to lose my good friend and his family. Every man of Alpha Zulu would give his life for this former imp.
The Pentagon planners were fortunate both attack submarines had a seal team onboard. The Pentagon "brain trust" proposed for a sub to surface close to the hostile craft having their surfacing wake flip the hostile boat and preventing them from continuing to their destination. Sharpshooters would be deployed on the deck of the sub immediately after it surfaced and the Seal Team on board would be immediately in the water to rescue the kidnap victims. The second Sub to surface immediately after the hostile vessel had been capsized and would also deploy sharpshooters on deck and have their seal team in the water to also assist in rescuing the kidnap victims.
There was little doubt in my mind after this fiasco was over Yuuto would be needed weeks if not months of PTSD counseling as would his family. We at Alpha Zulu felt so helpless. Colonel Trevon was the only member of Alpha Zulu who could comprehend the rescue being proposed by the Pentagon and he put the odds at 50/50 for the rescue to be successful.
As soon as I heard the Captain of the first sub issue the order to surface, I had OPS activate the three wrist coms on Yuuto and his family and I issue the order in my most commanding tone: JUMP OVERBOARD NOW! As I heard the first sub Captain advise the Pentagon we have three in the water I advised SecDef the three were friendlies and was Yuuto and his family.
Rescuing the three victims in the water, it was confirmed it was Yuuto and his family. POTUS then issued the order to blow that damn boat out of the water! Pick up any bodies and/or survivors for evaluation and interrogation.
As the sub closest to the cigar boat watched in horror through their periscope, the scene was fed live to the White House and the Pentagon. The leader of this kidnap plot took his pistol and shot each of his crew between the eyes saving the last round for himself. None of the kidnappers would be taken alive.
Intelligence from the kidnappers would have been of much value but not if it meant risking Yuuto's life any further. Yes, the technology developed by this former imp directly contributed to locating and saving his life and the lives of his family.
I asked POTUS, SecDef and the Worthington to let Yuuto and his family destress at Fort Connor. We have expertise in handling PTSD and we all know it is a monster that will rear its ugly head at the most inopportune moment.
I ordered the Command Master Sergeant to prepare our jet for immediate takeoff. Asking Colonel Trevon to join us I gave the imps an overview of what had happened and that the Colonel would be invaluable in assisting us with the Navy bureaucrats. He'll only be gone for a few days and you'll be in lockdown anyway.
Picking up the Worthingtons at their Executive Airfield... SecDef gave us military priority and a clear path to San Diego. We knew even with our security clearance the Navy wouldn't be happy letting us have access to their nuclear sub base. A Marine Colonel and holder of the Medal of Honor quickly silenced any controversy as to our having access to any part of their base.
When Yuuto finally walked off the Nuclear Attack Submarine he made a straight bee line for me and I saw blood in his eyes. "Next time, YOU jump out of a speed boat traveling at 80 knots. That water is like hitting a brick wall!" Now, lets go to Fort Connor so Doc can take care of my partner and we can enjoy your fantastic repast.
As we finally got settled into Alpha Zulu Actual, we lifted off and headed back to Washington and then to Fort Connor for a well deserved rest. OPS came on our com advising: POTUS on a secure com for Yuuto. A stressed POTUS came on the secure video screen and talked to Yuuto from his heart. Our country owes you a debt which can never be repaid. When I sit behind this desk in the Oval Office, I'm not allowed the privilege of personal feelings. I am forced to do what is best for our country and I can only ask for your understanding. I hope we can still be friends and I pledge my help to you and your family where and whenever possible.
Now go to Fort Connor and let Doc heal your bodies and the Chaplain your minds. GOD SPEED! (Yuuto was in tears and knew the pain POTUS felt when he issued the order to kill him and his family if it became necessary.)
Adjourning back to be with his family, Yuuto turned to the Worthingtons commenting to them he realized and expected there would be a higher security level in his life after this event. But, please, please, please... can we discuss it first and find a mutually agreeable compromise.
Luke and John only smiled and commented they would nix the security team stationed in your bedroom all night but the low lumen, digital security cameras were staying.
Returning to Washington and then onto Fort Connor we all smiled as Yuuto took the hand of his partner and asked to borrow our spare office/bedroom. "My partner and I are joining the `mile high club'... it doesn't appear we'll have much privacy in our bedroom at home!"
Our little imp was smarter than Worthington Security and quickly assembled a signal jammer which he kept in the side table in their bedroom. When they wanted privacy and to be intimate the little imp just switched on the jammer and Yuuto and his partner were guaranteed privacy.
Luke and John quickly admitted defeat and moved the camera to the hallway which led to their bedroom door. The sounds emanating from their bedroom could easily be picked up by the hallway camera. The passionate sessions of intimate love could easily be heard by their son in his bedroom and gave him countless hours of "jerk off" pleasure as he grew into adulthood.
POTUS convened an ad hoc committee to address Yuuto's security. Luke, John, T&T, SecDef, the Joint Chiefs, NSA, CIA, FBI, Marshall Service, DIA... every agency that could help to evaluate the threats to this imp and provide recommendations to protect him. Yuuto would quickly learn the obvious as security to his R&D Lab was increased and was equal to that which existed at the White House and/or Pentagon.
Security at his home was tripled and military backup was always made available to support Worthington Security and a rotating contingent from every federal agency so in an emergency there would always be adequate protection to repel any intrusion.
Yuuto and his family no longer flew commercial. He would always have the availability of a Worthington corporate jet and an armed security escort anytime he was required to leave his R&D facility. Actually, Yuuto loved his armored Range Rover and felt secure with the escort vehicles contained an arsenal of trained individuals with a massive amount of firepower including two mini-guns.
The weak point in Yuuto's protection was his son and his dislike of having security shadow him constantly. "Dad, did you ever think I might want to have a date and proposition someone? Talk about ruining the mood. The only way I can get to "first base" is with my hand!" That comment had his fathers roaring and they both agreed if their son wanted some privacy with someone special, he could invite the young man or woman to their home and the fathers would respect the closed door of his bedroom. (A compromised which brought peace back to their family.)
Even respecting their son's privacy and closed bedroom door... when the scream of terror was heard from his bedroom Yuuto and his partner burst into the room to find a naked young man cowering in the corner as their son was in acute panic in bed. Wrapping their son in their arms and taking him to their bedroom, as Yuuto son's "date" exited his bedroom clothed, Yuuto tried to explain the PTSD episode which had just occurred. "Please don't hold it against him, our son was traumatized by our kidnapping." If the PTSD episode wasn't terrifying enough, a mass of security rushing into the bedroom with guns drawn definitely ruined the mood and erection of this horny teenager. If Yuuto's son was going to get lucky tonight, it would need to be with his hand.
Yuuto contacted the Generals at Fort Connor and asked if their son could return and have Doc and the Chaplain help him with his PTSD attacks. Yuuto knew the answer but he was always polite and asked.
Yuuto's Koi and his meditation helped him with the flashbacks of his abduction. His partner definitely handled his stress management utilizing Yuuto's ass. (Yuuto never complained!) Both men prayed Doc and the Chaplain at Fort Connor could help their son return to his normal life and have a productive future.
The Generals at Fort Connor were accepting Piero and Win were getting mighty serious about one another. Piero, who took the title of Nymphomaniac away from T&T, no longer attempted to seduce any of the men of Alpha Zulu. Considering Piero had enjoyed a "gang bang" from each of the eight squads, the men of Alpha Zulu missed the opportunity to enjoy his sweet ass.
Win knew Piero was over sexed and still loved his young buddy. Piero slowly started to realize how much Win truly loved him and never felt the need to stray. Win was a horny top 24/7 and kept Piero well satisfied. It was no surprise to anyone when both imps approached our Cardinal Chaplain and asked for pre-marital counseling. They wanted to be married before they left for Harvard.
We Generals knew Piero and Win were sexually active but had no idea it had progressed to a committed affair until they approached us for our approval. Commenting they had completed their premarital counseling they wanted to be married in the Chapel at Fort Connor.
We smiled at our two imps we loved and told them our approval comes with "strings" attached. Actually "cake", two large corner pieces of your wedding cake. And, I suggest strongly you invite the Worthingtons, SecDef and POTUS or face the wraith of one or more of them. "Now come here and hug us... we couldn't be happier for the two of you."
The men of Alpha Zulu had watched these two imps mature from two oversexed teenager to two committed adults. The men respected them for their commitment to each other and even the bachelor party orchestrated by the Command Master Sergeant was tasteful. I strongly suggested at least a "ball gag" was included as their room at the Castle wouldn't be sound proofed.
I was amazed as I kept seeing our three imps on the "Dean's list" every semester. Piero excelled as a business major, Win in Political Science and International Law and Johann in the Harvard Divinity Program. I smiled remembering the mornings when these three imps were hoisted naked to the top of our flagpoles by the men of Alpha Zulu in retaliation for a prank played on them. These are the moments our imps will remember forever.
After the kidnap attempt of Yuuto and his family, the subversive groups retreated, and we had a period of calm. I knew it was the calm before the storm and when we least expected it, they would attack again.
As Johann was being escorted from his class at Harvard back to the Castle by two of Alpha Zulu security, they were attacked and though wounded neutralized the attackers and protected Johann until additional security could arrive.
As soon as Colonel Trevon heard of the attack on Johann, he immediately requested additional security as shots rang out severely wounding the Colonel. Although wounded, he exchanged gunfire with the hostiles and was able to protect Piero and Win until reinforcements could arrive. The Colonel was immediately transported to the closest trauma center and our two imps were in lockdown at the Castle (along with Johann).
To say we had three mega upset imps would be an understatement. The Colonel's wounds were "through and through" resulting in much pain and a few weeks of rehab. As the Colonel was in rehab, we Generals video conferenced with him and asked how he was doing. Commenting the pain meds kept him comfortable and his muscles were rehabbing quicker than he had anticipating. These imps keep waiting on me hand and foot and I feel so spoiled.
"Colonel, you, Johann, Piero and Win are requested to be at the White House 0900 hours on Monday. Sebastian and I will be flying into Boston on Friday to make a regularly scheduled evaluation of the Castle. Plan on flying back with us Sunday night and spending the night with the Worthingtons. "Many Thanks!" DISCONNECT!
T&T were gracious hosts on Saturday night and we arrived at the White House promptly at 0900 hours as the Secret Service escorted us to the Oval Office. The Commandant of the Marine Corp was with POTUS and both men warmly greeted us and the imps. POTUS only commented for the imps to get comfortable, he knew how upset they would be if they hadn't been invited.
As POTUS turned to the Colonel, he commented this action is long overdue. As President and by Executive Order, Colonel Darnel Trevon is hereby promoted to the rank of Major General in the United States Marine Corp. Are you prepared to take your oath of commission?
As three imps quickly gathered around the Colonel nudging him to say "YES"! POTUS handed the imps a bible to hold as the Colonel took his Oath of Commission. Sebastian and I swapped out his Silver Eagles for the two stars of a Major General.
Returning to the Penthouse, Luke, John and T&T were in celebration mode and the Marriott Chef outdid himself with a buffet fit for our new Major General.
I commented to our imps and new Major General POTUS had made arrangements with the Chancellor at Harvard for you to have the balance of the week off of classes. We are heading to Fort Connor in the morning for a few days of celebration and then you'll head back to the Castle the end of the week to share this joyous event with our men there.
I quietly asked T&T if I could borrow their study, I had a video call I needed to make. Bringing up Yuuto on our com I asked if he still had access to the "matching program" he wrote for the Army. Yuuto only smiled and asked who are we playing matchmaker for this time? "Major General Trevon!" He'll be needing an aide and let's see if we can combine that requirement with a little match making. Yuuto asked for a few days to find a match. He would search through 1.3 million active duty troops, 865,000 reserve soldiers in addition to the 50,000+ soldiers expressing interest in Alpha Zulu. From the look on his face I knew Yuuto enjoyed being a matchmaker as much as Hikaru.
As I emerged from their study, T&T wanted to know what I was up to? I only commented I gave Yuuto a "classified assignment" and the Worthingtons would know in time what I was to accomplish.
Tonight is a night to celebrate with our good friend. (And, perhaps I can get lucky with the man I love.) Sebastian sent me to Nirvana so many times that night I was a babbling mass of flesh and could barely walk when we exited our bedroom in the morning. The imps showed no mercy and their comments were less than socially acceptable. At least Johann was a responsible individual and made no comment as to my physical state after finally being able to have a romantic night with my partner in life.
Major General Trevon exited his bedroom to enjoy Brunch and I warned him those stars will get mighty heavy on your shoulders. I'm certain POTUS, SecDef and the Marine Corp Commandant have plans for you. Accept your fate because none of us have any control over POTUS.
With an imp on each knee and Johann with his arms wrapped around our new General's neck he felt he was ready to conquer the world. If he only knew what the future held for him.
TO BE CONTINUED...
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