ALPHA ZULU 69 MEMOIRES

 

Chapter 232 – Evil Still Exists

 

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PRIMARY CHARACTERS:

 

Aaron Munro – Ward of Shawn Walsh and Roberrt Berrill

Aiden Walsh-Johnston – Adopted son of Shawn Walsh and Stephen Johnston

Akihiko Ito – Lover and future partner of Tokugawa Kinugasa

Bhanubhakta GurungAKA "BG" Gurkha on assignment to Fort Connor by the British Ministry of Defense

Billy Landry-Mendez – Adopted son of Ricardo Mendez and Rod Landry

Caleb King – Partner and lover of Thomas Worthington

DaikiCrown Prince and Heir to the Chrysanthemum Throne

Gloria Angelus Worthington – Biological daughter of John Worthington III

Hikaru Jansson-Winter Masamune Yasumori - Son of Hito Janson-Winter Masamune and Jimmy Yasumori

Johann Emmanuel - Adopted son of Cardinal Dominic

John Michael Worthington – Biological Son of Gloria Angelus Worthington

John Landry-Mendez – Adopted son of Ricardo Mendez and Rod Landry

Kichōna Mono Hashimoto – Grandson of the head of the Japanese Yakuza

Luke Michael Worthington – Biological Son of Gloria Angelus Worthington

Melech Leib – Adopted son of Uri Leib and younger brother of Michael Leib

Omoikane Kinugasa Ito – Adopted son of Tokugawa Kinugasa and Akihiko Ito

Omoikane Ryujin Hashimoto – Partner and lover of Tony Worthington

Ricardo Mendez – Six Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu Administration

Ricardo Mendez, Jr. (Junior) – Son of Colonel Ricardo Mendez

Rod Landry – Six Star General, U.S. Army – Alpha Zulu Tatical

Richard Rod Landry-Mendez – Adopted son of Ricardo Mendez and Rod Landry

Robert Berrill – Six Star General – (Commanding General of Alpha Zulu – Administration)

Shawn Walsh – Six Star General – (Commanding General of Alpha Zulu – Tactical)

Soshi SatoCaptain, Imperial Japanese Marines & Protector of Tokugawa Akihiko Kinugasa Ito

Stephen Johnston – 5 Star General – Medical Director of Alpha Zulu

Tokugawa Akihiko Kinugasa Ito – aka TAKI - Adopted son of Omoikane Kinugasa Ito and Ricardo Mendez Jr.

Tokugawa Yoshimune Meat-Goodman Kinugasa - Colonel – U.S. Army – Head of Worthington R&D

 

"Angus" (Name Classified) - (Son of a domestic terrorist in protective custody at Fort Connor)

"Biff" Jones (Name Classified) - (Son of POTUS and guest in residence at Fort Connor)

"George" (Name Classified) - (Senior head of the Worthington Brain Trust and Top Scientist in residence)

"Tod" (Name Classified) - (Teenage son of George and protectee of Alpha Zulu)

"PJ" (Name Classified) - (Teenage son of POTUS and protectee of Alpha Zulu)

 

 

 

ALERT, ALERT... THIS IS NOT A DRILL... ALL MEN TO TACTICAL STATIONS!

 

Before I could ask OPS what triggered the ALERT, OPS announces POTUS on a secure channel for you Generals. SEND HIM THROUGH!

 

Mr. President, I see SecDef with you... what brought about this Tactical Alert? "Activate "Connor" and then we can talk." (POTUS was starting to scare me!)

 

"The FBI, NSA and CIA have independent confirmation of a new threat to Fort Connor and an impending attack which is imminent."

 

"I thought we won WWII but apparently there still are bigoted Neo-Nazi groups that are well organized. They only lacked the finances to be able to threaten our democracy from the inside.

 

Recently, the grandson of an important Hitler era Nazi found documents leading him to a hoard of bold bullion which has been stored in a Swiss Bank Vault all these years. Word is the money has been transferred to an offshore account and is being used to fund their goal of creating a 4th Reich.

 

Omoikane's new "dome" won't protect you from an internal threat and frankly this isn't something that in the past would have prevented anyone from passing a security check for the Alpha Zulu program. The threat to Alpha Zulu and our imps may just be one of your 1,000+ men stationed at Fort Connor.

 

Keep your men at Tactical Alert until you have every man evaluated by Doc and cleared of any and all body art that would indicate an association with a Neo-Nazi group. Anyone found having such body art is to be held in confinement until a complete deep security check is completed.

 

Any soldier who refuses is to be put in confinement and charges filed for refusing a direct order in a time of war. I expect you to be present and clear the Command Sergeant Major, the Command Sergeant Major can then clear the squad sergeants and then the squad sergeant can oversee their men being evaluated by Doc.

 

If Doc finds ANY body art on a man, it is to be photographed and added to his permanent military file.

 

Once you have the Command Sergeant Major processed by Doc, have Doc examine the Base Colonel and then he can oversee the evaluation of the balance of the officers by Doc.

 

By the end of the following day, an exasperated Doc knocked and requested admittance to my office. The first words out of his mouth were: "I never want to see another naked man"! (Damn, Doc... are you stationed at the wrong base.)

 

"General, we found five men with questionable body art. Security has them in confinement and they are now at the top of the list for a deep dive security check."

 

Thanking our dedicated Doc for his hard work, I then asked the Command Sergeant Major to join me in my office. Advising him I would shortly step the base back from Tactical Alert and rotate the squads, so the men had time for a hot meal and shower. Expect to hear plenty of grief from the imps because they are locked down in their bunker till further notice.

 

Assign three teams of four men for sentry duty and to escort each of the Wolf War Dogs when they need to "water the trees". The entrance to the imps' bunker is a no warning shot kill zone. Warn the men, because if they don't pay attention, they can ask St. Peter what happened when he greets them at the pearly gates of heaven.

 

I asked OPS for a secure line to Tokugawa and asked him how long Connor can operate without harming him or his circuitry. Since Tokugawa informed me, Connor had never been tested for his maximum period of operation, this will be a learning curve for all of us.

 

Omoikane asked to talk with me once I was finished with his father. General, the weather report is for a severe storm headed your way and I don't know how your new security dome will hold up to multiple lightning strikes. It may shut down to keep from being overloaded and exploding.

 

You are just telling me this NOW! OK, we will take appropriate precautions. As the artifact of the storm started to appear on long range radar, I asked Rod to shelter in OPS because his eyes on the radar had the best chance of picking up any intrusions especially if someone is idiotic enough to do a halo jump in the middle of an electrical storm.

 

I asked the Mess Staff how long it would take to have a hot meal ready for the men... all of the men? 90 minutes and we can start serving. Make certain the men in confinement get fed. They still are innocent until proven guilty.

 

I released the men from their tactical stations and ordered them to the Mess for a hot meal. The imps would be escorted to the Mess after the men have returned to their tactical stations. The men and the imps would be eating MREs until this storm clears Fort Connor. (The entire base was ready to lynch me.)

 

The men understood the necessity of staying at Tactical Alert for the duration of this Storm clearing Fort Connor. The imps just pleaded to make sure there are plenty of doggie treats in the imps' bunker, so our furry friends don't go into withdrawal on us.

 

It was beautiful looking up at our protective dome and watching the lightning strike it and then dissipate through the energy matrix. Suddenly, one major lightning bold struck and the entire dome seemed to explode. We were now susceptible to anything and everything a hostile wanted to throw at Fort Connor.

 

Suddenly, without warning a firefight erupts at Fort Connor. "Medics to the imps' bunker... we have men down!" Doc beat me to the bunker, and we had four dead insurgents and two of our men had been shot fortunately in their flak vests. Doc felt they would have no permanent injury and other than "hurting like hell" for a few days, they would be residing in HIS medical until he felt they were ready to return to duty.

 

Quietly asking Doc when he did the autopsy on the four hostiles, I want pictures of any body art they may have. Omoikane was on my com and told me he'd have our dome back up within the hour. He would use his "back door" to the system and reset any circuits that may be damaged.

 

I told the little imp I could just hug him and kiss him. He smiled at me and informed me he had a jealous and possessive lover. Just tell Taki the next time you see him it is payment for services rendered by his dad.

 

As if I didn't have enough problems to address at the moment, OPS announces SecDef on the Emergency Channel for you. He states it is extremely urgent. "SEND HIM THROUGH!" I'm kinda busy right now but how can I be of service? You need to share this information with Doc as soon as we are finished. I know you have been briefed on the stash of gold our Neo-Nazi's have inherited but the latest intelligence has been confirmed they also received detailed research on a biological designer disease that can be selective in who is infected. As soon as we receive the complete data and briefing from our scientific team you'll have it as soon as I do. For the moment, this is classified information and only available to you, Rod and Doc. Just say a prayer that this is just a mistake on someone misinterpreting the data. The last thing we need is a pandemic infecting people around the world.

 

The warning SecDef gave me finally hit home. Any one of our men could be infected going off base and infect all of us, soldiers and imps when they returned. Doc thought he was being overworked at the moment... he hasn't begun to deal with the work and stress this will place on our key administrative team at Fort Connor.

 

Finally, Doc finished all his work and gave me the report that the men injured all would make a full recovery. Asking Doc if he had a few minutes to join Rod and me in our quarters. I figured a couple of glasses of good Single Malt Scotch Whiskey would help Doc through what I had to share with him.

 

As Doc relaxed and was sipping his first serving of the "Nectar of the Gods"... I immediately refilled his glass with a double and told him you'll need this after I read you in on the events from this afternoon.

 

Doc just sat there in shock. Biological Warfare had been banned and the United States is on record that a biological attack would result in a nuclear response.

 

I told Doc I'd keep him read in on any new material, but he needed to know about the potential for a "super bug" being released upon Fort Connor.

 

Rod and I spent a restless night of sleep wondering how to face this new threat without having every soldier and imp at Fort Connor ready to "jump ship". This was a threat the Army even rarely faced in WWII. There was little historic precedent, so we were writing the manual on how to deal with an unknown biological attack in the 21st Century.

 

A week later POTUS invited us to a meeting with Tokugawa and the Worthington Brain Trust. Mama Bear and Luke assured us Worthingtons will give this the highest of priorities. POTUS shared with the group a copy of the material left for their prodigy by research scientists of the Third Riche. Advising POTUS to find a cure we will need to grow this agent so we can test for a solution that with kill the bacteria and not the host.

 

After a week of Research and finally growing the bacteria in large enough quantity to start to find a cure... Tokugawa was busy working in his laboratory when Taki walked in and asked what his grandfather was working on.

 

Advising Taki, it was beyond TOP SECRET and he couldn't share any information with him. Looking at the slide projected onto the big screen for everyone to share their feelings on how to address this issue. Taki being bold and not knowing any better asked what was so TOP SECRET. That bacterium is in our introduction to biophysics textbook. (Out of the mouths of babes!)

 

Showing his grandfather, the data from his advanced biophysics textbook... Tokugawa was in shock none of the experts in the military scientific community had missed something so simple as looking in a college level textbook.

 

Reading the bacterium is easily killed in a human host by the use of streptomycin. Within two weeks Tokugawa and his research team advised SecDef they had a cure and a preventative measure for individuals who were at a high risk of contracting this disease.

 

Tokugawa gave credit where credit was deserved and quietly in a private ceremony at the Pentagon with the entire civilian and military leadership present... Taki was presented with the Presidential Medal of Freedom. (The first but not the last award he would receive in his life.)

 

Doc was elated with the news and immediately ordered a massive supply of streptomycin. The men of Alpha Zulu weren't happy when they learned this drug was thick and hurt like hell when Doc put the shot into their ass. As the Generals reminded the Command Sergeant Major to tell the soldiers bitching, the imps took the shot with less complaints and besides even if the shot hurts it is better than being dead!

 

Within six months, Tokugawa and his research team had a vaccine and were waiting for FDA approval for emergency use. POTUS dictated that once Emergency Use was approved, Alpha Zulu would receive the first supply of the vaccine from the pharmaceutical manufacturer.

 

When Taki returned to Alpha Zulu during a break from Harvard... the Generals gave him a very unsuspected award when they picked up the little imp and gave him a hug and kiss in front of the entire compliment of Alpha Zulu soldiers at Fort Connor. The men roared their approval since the camp grapevine had made them all aware of what this little imp did to prevent harm to them.

 

As the Generals hugged and kissed Taki, a very jealous protector looked on not wanting to share HIS Taki with anyone.

 

It is never good news when Doc demands our immediate presence in Medical for a conference. As Rod and I headed to Medical, Doc met us at the door and ushered us into his office and closed the door behind us.

 

Doc sat with us and told us he was concerned about one of our soldiers. Adela just wasn't acting right, and she needed a professional veterinarian and from what he could determine from the X-rays he took he doubted if the outcome would be one that would devastate all of Alpha Zulu.

 

I've got an appointment scheduled with her for tomorrow morning with the Army head of veterinary medicine. After all I did to her this morning, and I'm not bleeding or have stitches must tell you she isn't being her normal self.

 

Adela was scheduled for a 1100 hour appointment, so we flew out of Fort Connor immediately after flag raising and breakfast. The grapevine made it known to all the men the seriousness of Adela and the entire base turned out to wish our young lady their best wishes.

 

As we waited at reception, finally Adela was called in for her exam. As the Colonel advised us her tests would take a few hours and the base commandant has invited you to tour his base with him. I should have the results of the tests by the time you return.

 

Rod and I hate it when the stars on our shoulders intimidate the soldiers so we can't actually know their feelings and sound them out of how the Army can better serve them. If Rod and I could pass for high school grads and Army privates I'd ask SecDef to allow us to really get an appraisal of life at an Army base.

 

When we returned to the Veterinary Center, from the look on the Colonel's face we knew the test results couldn't be good. Adela had cancer and it had metastasized to many of her internal organs. Her joints were literally eroded to the point she is in pain just standing. We all know what needs to be done, but you two Generals have to decide when the best time is not only for Adela but for the men of your command who I know love her as much as one of your imps.

 

If your Doc doesn't feel competent to euthanize Adela, I can fly in and do the procedure with a minimum of trauma to your men and imps. When you are ready, and you feel the time is right just let me know and I'll arrange my schedule to help you with this traumatic decision only you can make.

 

As the imps gathered around Adela as we left security arriving at Fort Connor... she was so happy and was acting like a puppy again. We needed a long chat with our Cardinal Chaplain as to what to do and how to do it with the least amount of trauma to the men and our imps.

 

Our Chaplain had no ethical problem with euthanizing Adela due to her terminal disease and the continuous pain she had to endure. The decision was made by the head of the Army Veterinary Medicine program so you two should feel no guilt. As much as it will hurt the men of Alpha Zulu and especially the imps it is the right decision.

 

We thanked our devoted Cardinal Chaplain for always being present to help us with the tough decisions. When we walked into Medical Doc met us and told us his answer was unequivocally NO! I can probably keep her comfortable on strong narcotics but is that the way you want her to end her life... suffering and in pain.

 

For the good of the men and our imps I suggest you take her off base to have her euthanized. We can have a memorial service for her when you return and then internment in our War Dog mausoleum at the Alpha Zulu Memorial with full military honors.

 

Adela was so brave as both Rod and I felt she knew what was to happen as we boarded our Jet to return to the Veterinarian facility. As we held Adela and told her how much we loved her... she slowly closed her eyes and went to sleep as the lethal injection was painlessly given. A terrified Veterinarian nearly collapsed as a bright light appeared in the room and a little Angel by the name of Roger took the eternal soul of Adela to spend eternity with those who had proceeded her. We knew Billy would be waiting with open arms to be reunited with his furry four legged friend.

 

Advising the Colonel what just happened was classified and if he ever told anyone of it he would be subjected to court martial. He assured us if he ever told anyone he would be practicing his medical skills from a padded room.

 

We asked to have Adela cremated and we would wait so we could return Adela to Fort Connor for a memorial service. That young lady has saved so many lives she definitely deserves full military honors.

 

Very few people exist that Rod and I would voluntarily wear our ostentatious Ambassador Gold embroidered uniforms and our jeweled sabers. We would do it for Adela, our men and our imps.

 

Our Cardinal Chaplain gave a beautiful memorial service for Adela and the Command Sergeant Major had to hold a lottery to select the men for the honor guard and the pall bearers as Adela took her final ride to her eternal rest.

 

The guests at the Alpha Zulu Museum were indeed fortunate to see the rare event of the final part of the memorial service for one of our Wolf War Dogs. As our Cardinal Chaplain in his scarlet robes lead the procession, the pall bearers carried Adela's ashes as we Generals controlled our emotions and kept from displaying the loss we felt.

 

I shouldn't have been surprised when the "Beast" arrived and POTUS, Aaron & BG, Mama Bear, Luke and John joined us as we slowly walked to the Mausoleum. As our Cardinal Chaplain completed his final prayer, a three volley salute echoed against the walls of the buildings, the bugler sounded taps and a squadron of Army Apache Attack Helicopters paid their respects to this brave soldier who had given so much and asked for so little.

 

As if miracles do happen, this was all done with a minimum of media presence. The White House Sharks were livid they weren't read in on the President's attendance. The President was equally harsh when questioned advising the reporters he was there as the former commander of a brave soldier who had dedicated her life to protect our men in uniform and the imps of our Military Brain Trust. This was never to be a photo op. If you want a story, the Department of Defense will soon issue a press release stating the number of times this brave young lady was responsible for saving lives of soldiers and imps. The article you should write is about her, not about me attending her funeral.

 

POTUS invited Rod and me back to the White House and Gloria invited us to spend the night in the Penthouse. We thanked them both, but the men of Alpha Zulu and our precious imps needed their leaders back at Fort Connor. We rarely see battle hardened soldiers cry but there were many teared faces when we returned to Fort Connor.

 

A few weeks later Worthington Actual requested permission to land shortly before lunch. Mama Bear being far too secretive handed a box to the Command Sergeant Major and asked us Generals if she could stay for lunch.

 

Of course, nothing special today just good nutritional Army food. Mama Bear surprised us when she informed us she would enjoy Beer and Pretzels to be able to spend time with the wonderful men of Alpha Zulu.

 

At the end of our meal Mama Bear asked if she could share a few words. She was eloquent in sharing the feelings we all had over our recent loss. Adela can never be replaced, and she will always be in our hearts.

 

I have the pleasure today to present to Alpha Zulu the grandson of Adela... Adel. As the Command Sergeant Major reached into the box and raised a small puff of fur, we knew what would happen the minute the men rose and welcomed our new addition. Fortunately, the Command Sergeant Major always keeps a clean BDU handy just in case of emergencies.

 

Mama Bear only asked that both the soldiers and the imps moderate the number of doggie treats given to our new addition. He'll become doggie treat addicted all too soon, of that I have no doubt.

 

As we walked Gloria back to Worthington Actual we told her words could never express the feelings the entire base and especially the imps have for you at the moments. Mama Bear quietly told us Generals every man and imp at Fort Connor are also members of her extended family.

 

"What I did was out of my love for all you do as a team to protect the future of our country and our military. It is I who am grateful for all you do. I hope none of you will ever change."

 

As Mama Bear flew off returning to face the political battles of Washington... we adjourned to our quarters to find a doggie bed in the corner of our bedroom and both Rod and I knew where Adel would be sleeping tonight. At least we can appreciate cuddling with the little guy until he turns into a 60+ pound Wolf War Dog who demands all the bed he can claim.

 

That is a problem for 6-12 months down the road... for now we will appreciate the little guy and try not to spoil him more than the men and imps of Fort Connor will. I'll flip a coin with Rod to see which of us loses and has to take Adel to Doc tomorrow to get chipped. Doc may well yet be getting the stitches he deserves from our newest Wolf War Dog.

 

 

 

 

TO BE CONTINUED...

 

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