Disclaimer:
If you are under 18 or are offended by male to male sex, male to boy sex or pain, BDSM, S&M, either willing or unwilling. You should leave this site now. This Story is fiction, and it is in our future. The year is 2030 AD. And this is how it is.
Any names, places, or events are strictly coincidental.
Chapter 19
I needed a plan to deal with all these boys. But what? I stood up and raised my hands. After all the boys and girls quieted down.
"Some how, some where, I'll now guarantee you will all have a place in my life. I love you all, every single one of you as I love Benji. He wants you part of his life and because of that I want you now part of mine. It will take time, but hold onto the thought. I never ever back down once I have made a commitment. Now I must get back to work. Your work. Finding a place so all of you can be part of my life."
I made my way through the throng of boys and girls, out into the sunshine. Now what do I do. As usual my big mouth has put in another position which seems to have no answer. I walked back to the command center. All around the Airport of Burundi was teeming with activity. There seemed to be an unending stream of trucks coming in and unloading more and more freed slaves. The Good Hope needed to be here now, but I knew it was coming at full speed to my rescue and their rescue. I entered the command center and sat down and put my head in my hands. Twenty five hundred kids. No not kids anymore. Young adults, that had been forced to grow up too early.
"What the fuck was I going to do with twenty five hundred gay or bi boys and girls."
"Sir." the colonel said.
"Yes Colonel now what?"
"Sir. When I was just a kid back in Saskatoon, they had a place called Boystown. It was at that time just for kids who committed petty crimes. Maybe you could make a new Boystown for all these kids."
"Well we will see Colonel, but first things first. Any change in the present situation?"
"No Sir."
"Good."
"Where is my Jet?"
"Here Sir, it arrived back last night about midnight. The pilots are rested and the aircraft has been serviced."
"Now send a security guard to get Benji and bring him here."
My mind in turmoil I just sat and waited for Benji. When he arrived I just sat and looked at him.
"What's wrong Brin?" he asked his voice quavering.
"Nothing that you can help me with love. Lets go to our suite. I'm tired and need your company."
"Just my company?" he asked with a sly grin.
The Colonel laughed.
I stood up and spun him around and gave him a mild slap on his ass.
"Your getting more sassy all the time love. Must time for a little discipline."
"Ooooooh! I'd love that love."
"Just wait until I get you alone you little imp." I laughed.
We walked out into the sun and over to my Humvee.
"Home. Well at least our home away from home." I told the driver.
After we were in our suite, I undressed and headed for the shower. Benji almost beat me there. We enjoyed a long luxurious shower. Both of us were very hard when we finished. After drying off I led Benji to the bed and slowly pushed him down on his back. I lifted his legs and started run my tongue up and down his sweet ass crack. I then started to lick and push my tongue into his love bud. His moans of pleasure just pushed me onward. I then brought my swollen cock up to his rose bud and slowly, ever so slowly entered him. I pushed in until I was fully in him and then just held it there.
"Oh fuck me Brin, Fuck me hard please." Benji Moaned.
I started slow. Sliding out so slow, until just my head was in him and then slowly back in. Then back out, but this time I drove in as hard as I could., I started to pump in and out faster and faster, driving my cock deep into his anal canal. His moans of pleasure just drove me to fuck him harder. I guess I wanted him to say stop your hurting, but he just kept moaning in ecstasy as I drove full throttle into him. I was getting very close to Cumming when I pulled out and grabbed his head and pushed my cock into his mouth and throat. He totally taken by surprise as I drove my cock deep into his throat and unloaded. The look in his eyes told me he was now really scared. I didn't care I just fucked his mouth and throat until I was totally expended. I pulled out and stood up. I turned my ass to him.
"RIM ME!" I ordered.
Benji sat up and started to run his tongue up and down my crack. It felt so good but, I just couldn't let him suffer any more. I stood up and turned to him.
"I'm sorry Benji but, I needed to know. You still are thinking like one of those young men out there. You do as I tell you, but you need to know I would rather you said NO."
"But Brin I love you and I will always do anything you tell me."
"Are you scared of me my love."
"A little I guess. I can never tell when you are being loveable or are serious."
Benji with you I am always being loveable. If I order you to do something you would rather not, refuse. I won't stop loving you ever, no matter what you say or do."
"So this was just a test?"
"Not a test Benji. I just needed to be in charge. Here and now in this country I feel so detached, Like I have no control or that I am slowly losing control of the situation."
"Brin to me and to all those young men out there you will always be in control. You're their savior. They will do anything you ask without question or reason. You could order anyone of them to suck you or to turn and fuck them without question and thank you after ward for giving something of you to them."
"That's what bothers me Benji."
"You really do love them all don't you?"
"Yes I guess I do."
"And you still love me?"
"Yes Benji more than ever. And I think its time I finally proved that once and for all. Tomorrow when Mo gets in we will get married in front of all those young men and women."
"Oh Brin you will make me the happiest boy in the world."
With that he jumped on me and smothered me with kisses. I pushed him down on the sofa and sucked his cock into my mouth. He held my head as he pumped in and out of my mouth and throat. He must have been very Horney because less that minute later I tasted his sweet sperm as it gushed into my mouth and throat.
"Wow! That was quick. I think I'll need another load from you later."
"Sorry Brin, but looking at all those young men does things to me."
"It does things to me to love."
We ordered dinner and sat relaxed afterward enjoying a drink, me scotch, Benji a coke. We were just about to retire for a little more love making when my communications station buzzed.
"Shit now what?" I said out loud.
"Well Sir, I would say your always on call."
"That Sir will get you a spanking later."
"Sorry Brin, it just slipped out."
I picked up the commo phone.
"Yes!"
"Sorry to bother you Sir, but the Bataan has arrived with her escort group. General Blake of the Fourth Marine Assault Group wishes to speak with you."
"Put him through."
"Commander Brin here General Blake."
"Where do you want us Sir?"
"I beg you pardon General. What do you mean where do I want you?"
"Sir. I have 1500 marines, 100 M1A8 tanks, 250 LAV 7's. 20 Apache Attack Helicopters and 10 Raptures. We also have 15 Osprey Transports. My Marines have been ordered by the President to support you in any way we can."
"I'm sorry General, but I was under the impression that no NorAm troops were to be deployed on African soil."
"Commander, my orders from the President state I am to put my entire command at your disposal."
"General we need to talk face to face before we deploy any of your units. Can you fly here to my HQ."
"Be there in 30 minutes. Can I land an Osprey at your hotel."
"Yes there's a pad on the roof."
"See you shortly Commander."
He hung up.
"Get General Israel and have him at the hotel in 15 minutes, also Geordie, and Colonel White." I ordered the Communications Officer.
"So much for making love to you Benji, or even paddling your bottom. Got to get dressed to receive guests."
Benji just smiled and headed into the bedroom. I followed. He was pulling out armor, desert fatigues, and weapons.
"You can go to bed if you want Benji. It's going to be along night."
"I'll need to know. I'm your deputy."
"Yes you will."
We both dressed and then went out and ordered coffee from room service, lots of coffee.
The first to arrive was General Mayes, followed closely by General Israel. We all heard the Osprey as it arrived. Noisy, but still the best transport for troops around.
General Blake arrived with his Marine Commander, Air Group Commander and Transport Commander in tow.
"Coffee Gentlemen or something stronger." I asked.
"Scotch if you have it." General Blake said.
I pored a liberal portion of 100 year old scotch into a tumbler.
"Ice General."
"No thanks."
"A man after my own heart Sir. Only thing needed in good scotch is more good scotch."
He laughed out loud and then handed me his orders.
While I was reading them everyone else helped themselves to what ever they wanted.
THE ORDERS:
Eyes Only: 31/05/20
GENERAL BLAKE, Thomas C.
Fourth Marine Assault Group.
Persian Gulf.
BY PRESIDENTIAL ORDER:
Order # 31-23716/02
General Blake you are hereby ordered to move your Assault Group and all its Assets to Burundi, in the Red Sea. Upon arrival you place all you forces under the Command of Brin Sadac of the International Security Command or his Ground Commander.
In as much this will entail putting NorAm troops into and on the continent of Africa, General Order 30-4173/30 is superseded by this order.
The defense of Burundi and New Babylon is now classified as in best interests of NorAm.
General Blake, I know what you may feel putting your troops under another command may be offensive to you. But I have total confidence in Commander Brin and his Corporation. The fact that I place you in a subordinate position is no reflection on you or your ability. I hold you and the Fourth Marine Assault Brigade in the highest esteem.
General render all assistance you can. I think you will know what's involved when you see what I have only seen in pictures.
BY ORDER OF THE PRESIDENT
I sat back after reading the orders.
"Lets go for a drive General."
"If that's what you want Commander."
"Benji we'll be back in an hour. Keep everyone here and entertained Love."
"Yes Brin."
We left our suite and went down to the lobby, Mike had informed the ready driver of our arrival. We climbed in my humvee, and ordered the driver to take me to the airport. When we arrived the lights were still on in both hangers and there must have a 200 to 300 boys milling around.
"What's all this Commander."
"This is the reason I came to Burundi, or better yet this is why I invaded Burundi."
"I'm not sure I understand. Where did all these kids come from?"
"Well lets see now, brothels, sex clubs, strip bars, dungeons. private homes and the palace."
"You mean they were the ones who were servicing all those places?"
"Yes General and not by choice. These were all sex slaves, brought here to service anyone who wanted them."
"What do mean Sex Slaves? Slavery is outlawed world wide."
"But not here in Burundi. Here they were kidnapped, bought by the Sultan, abused and trained and then sold to service anyone who wanted their services. Any Service, anal, oral, whipping, torture, specifically sexual torture, or anything a client might want."
"Come General lets get out and walk."
"I'm not sure Sir."
"General are you afraid of your past?"
General Blake was black, probably the blackest black man I had ever met.
"Lets walk." he said
As soon as we exited the vehicle, I was surrounded by boys. All knew me, either on sight or by reputation. They seemed to shy away from General Blake. I picked up a young man and held him as I walked. Another wanted me so I handed the first to General Blake. He wrapped his arms around the young man and just held him. I looked and could see tears now streaming down his face. I held the second young boy and kissed him saying I loved him. He thanked me and I set down and picked up another. General Blake was now surrounded like I was. We stopped at a table close to the main hanger. General Blake set down the young man he was holding and kissed him as he moved away.
"Well General. Any questions?"
"No! I know now why you are here. You have my total and complete self at your command. If I showed my men this they would probably kill every single slave owner in this country. But know this Commander, The Fourth will not fail you as long as I command it."
"Okay lets go back and we'll figure out what we need most from your command General."
It took along time to disengage from all the boys. But we finally able to climb back into my humvee and retreat to my hotel.
After we were in the suite, the first thing I needed was transport.
"General Blake, I need all your Ospreys to start transporting to the Good Hope when she arrives. I want every boy and girl transported there. General Ari Israel is my ground Commander. He can tell you where your marines are needed most. But I need your transport. To me that's priority one."
"After what I have seen tonight I agree. General Israel, your reputation precedes you. I think my Marines are in good hands if you command them."
"Sir I prefer to leave your Marines under their own Commanders. Men fight better when they know their Commander. I would be a unknown to them."
"Know I know why you were so successful in battle. You trust your subordinates."
"So where would you like the Forth Marine Assault Brigade?"
Ari gestered to the Marine Commanders and led them to a map table. As he was speaking to them, I continued to talk to the General.
"General Blake, I don't know your particular sexual preference nor am I really interested. However I would like you to meet my deputy, and my love. General Blake, this is Benji. We are being married tomorrow."
General Blake looked long and hard at Benji and then at me. He then stood up and extended his hand.
"Congratulations Commander Brin and Commander Benji. I hope you will be very happy together. As to my preference, I am happily married with two fine daughters. When I finally get home I'm going to work on a son."
"Now as to my transports, the Ospreys. Each can carry 40 men or maybe 60 boys and girls. How many will be needed to transport all the kids to the Good Hope."
"All of them and we'll be using all our transport helicopters too. There will be over 2200 people to move."
"Twenty Two Hundred! Jesus, really that many?"
Sir it could be closer to 3,000 before were done."
"Okay my 15 Ospreys will begin transport as soon as the Good Hope arrives. I also have 6 Seahawk Helicopters on my support ships. Admiral Cunningham will have an additional 8 at least. The Good Hope has 3 helipads. She's going to be a very busy ship shortly."
"I'm going to need to talk to the Senior Medical Officer of the Good Hope as soon as she's in range."
"She's in range now. My Osprey can get us there in under two hours."
"Ari! Can you spare Mike?"
"Yes Sir."
"Mike, Benji your with me. Lets Go General."
"Commander I would prefer if you just called me Tom."
"Okay Tom call me Brin."
"Agreed. Now lets go."
WE headed to the roof and surprised the two pilots lounging next to the Osprey drinking coffee.
General Blake ordered them to get the exact location of the Good Hope and inform the Escort Commander, Admiral Cunningham that we were flying to the Good Hope. We took off in total darkness and with absolutely nothing to see flew out to sea. There was no moon out so it was like flying in a black void. Benji moved closer to me and told me he was scared.
"Relax Benji. These are the best pilots in the world, or General Blake wouldn't be on board."
The Osprey in level flight wasn't as noisy as it was in vertical, but it was still a long boring noisy flight.
"Were coming up on their location." Tom said to me.
I looked out a window and could see nothing.
"Christ I hope we have the right location for Her." I said.
All at once the Good Hope turned on every light she had. It was a sight to take your breath away. At 36 knots her bow wave must have been 30 feet high. Yet she seemed to glide across the water.
"God She plows through those waves like they don't exist."
"At 100,000 tons, there's not too many seas She can't handle. I bet Admiral Cunningham is loving this high speed run. The Navy doesn't get to speed around too often. Costs way too much in oil."
"If this war with Sudan turns hot he even may get to fire his eight inch guns." I said.
"Brin your going to make a life long friend and a very happy Admiral if that happens. I hope it doesn't but the way my intelligence reads it, it could come sooner than we think."
"As long as I can get the kids out first, that's all I care about."
The Osprey swung around to come up behind the Good Hope. She didn't slow. But the pilots knew their business. The landing was quick and abrupt. We were hovering over the pad and then we were down. Bang. Just like that.
As soon as we landed all lights went out. Now Good Hope was a ghost ship plowing along at maximum speed into the night. We were escorted inside and up to the Bridge.
"Welcome to the Good Hope II gentlemen. I am Captain Fontaine. I am also Chief Medical Officer."
"Thank you for receiving us Captain. I am Commander Sadac of the International Security Command. This is my Deputy Benji Watson and this is General Blake of the Fourth Marine Assault Brigade and lastly this is Brigadier General Mike Rarog of my ground forces in Burundi."
"Now what is so important that would make you fly out here in the middle of the night?"
"Sir. As soon as your ship is near Burundi, we are going to start transporting some 3000 boys and girls to your ship. They are all former sex slaves. They range in age from 13 to 16. All have been sexually abused in some way. All have been beaten on occasion. Some are in really bad shape, while the majority are in reasonable shape considering where they were required to work. As to STD's I just don't know. My Senior Medical Officer of the MUST could probably give you a better idea on that line. These kids are going to have to be handled very carefully. We had four suicides last night. I don't want anymore. Lastly I guess I should tell you I love each and everyone. To me they are part of my family."
The Captain picked up a phone.
"Chief Engineer, what's our Engine speed status?
"Were running at 95% Sir."
"What would 115% give us in speed?
"Another 9 knots Sir, but I don't recommend it."
"Increase to 115% Sir. Let me worry about what it will do."
"Communications. Inform Admiral Cunningham we are increasing speed to 45 knots."
A slight shudder went through the ship as the speed increased.
"We could do 50 knots, but the cruisers would never keep up. Some of the Fletchers maybe, but not those 25 year old gun cruisers."
"There's no point in you flying back tonight Commander. Lets go down to my day cabin and we can relax. At least for a little while."
Captain Fontanne led us down to his day cabin. When we entered it looked like a luxury suite in a hotel in New York. Plush seats, a bar, lounge chairs and a galley.
"Anything you would like. A drink, food just ask, my steward would be happy to serve you."
"Well knowing NAS ships are dry, a coke would be good Captain."
"This is not an NAS ship. We are independent of the Navy."
"A scotch then."
After we had all been served what we wanted the Captain came quickly to the point.
"Commander Sadac. You said they were all part of your family and that you love them all. So where do they go from here?"
"I don't know. Yet."
"What percentage of these boys and girls are gay or bi?"
"I would have to say that I think probably 99% of the boys are either gay or bi and maybe half of the girls. I just have never dealt with girls before to know. You may or may not know that I am gay, as is my deputy. My Company doesn't discriminate. For any reason. Benji is also my lover and soon to be my married partner. In fact the ceremony was going to be today."
"Okay we'll get back to this later. Now have you heard the latest News?"
"No Sir. We have blacked out, outside news in Burundi."
"The World Wide News network is saying NorAm is starting to exploit Africa for it's resources. It is demanding access to Burundi and New Babylon."
"I'm sorry but I can't let that happen just yet. I want to end this trade in sex slaves world wide and I need to keep what was happening in Burundi a secret for as long as possible."
"So what if they just decide to fly in."
"I'll refuse landing permission. If they defy that I'll shoot down their aircraft."
The Captain looked at me to see if I was serious. When he decided I was he just slumped down in his seat.
"Do you relies the consequences of taking down a civilian aircraft by anti-aircraft fire."
"I don't care. Besides I already have a World Wide News crew in Burundi."
"Clarence and his crew." the Captain sighed.
"Yes and he is on side with me. I hope you will let him on board when he wants."
"I hate that Son of a bitch, but if he now works for you he is welcome on board."
"I have another problem." The Captain said.
"What?"
"Fresh fruit and vegetables. Wheat flour, fresh meats and a whole variety of food stuffs. If I am going to have to feed 3000 kids I need fresh food. We get fresh frozen by resupply, but what these kids are going to need is fresh, not frozen."
"I think I have a solution to that problem. New Babylon is a Garden of Eden compared to Burundi. I think under the circumstances they would welcome a new market for there goods."
"Now I understand I am going to able to refuel in New Babylon. We could also use their port for resupply. It would make a better landing platform than at sea."
"I think that can be arranged. I honestly believe the Government of New Babylon are totally onside with what I am doing. The only problem I have with you being tied up along side is if war comes you will be a sitting target."
"I see your point, but I still think it would be best."
"Your decision Captain."
A message arrived for General Blake, stating that the Fourth Marine Brigade was being deployed to southern edge of the border between Sudan and New Babylon. The attack helicopters were being deployed to Burundi City and attached to the squadron already there. The transport crews had been issued their orders and were standing by until New Hope was in closer proximity to Burundi to begin transport of the kids.
A message from New Babylon stated that the Marines could land and move across New Babylon soil.
I made a mental note to personally thank the Sheik.
"If your up to it I'd like to give you a tour of my ship." The Captain said
"Great." I said.
"Maybe after all the girls and boys are on board you would consider holding your marriage ceremony here on board. As a Captain I could marry you and Benji. We have an auditorium big enough so all the kids could be present."
"I think that would be a fine idea."
For the next two hours the Captain showed us over his great ship. She was equipped with the latest Equipment. No less than 8 huge operating rooms, 5,000 bed spaces, two huge auditoriums, bakery, mess halls, swimming pools, theaters, litterly anything that would be needed for any situation. With three helio-pads she could handle any number of casualties. Her Generators could supply electricity to light a small city.
When we arrived back at his day cabin it was already getting light out. Benji wanted to go on deck to watch the sunrise. The Captain took us all back to the bridge and out onto a catwalk.
"Best view in the house." He laughed.
Looking out to sea we could see the cruiser Nantucket plowing 600 yards away. Behind was the San Francisco and a head the St Louis. All creaming the sea as they sliced through them at 45 knots. As the sun came closer to rising you could make out the picket destroyers ranging far out from the fleet. Abruptly the Nantucket turned inward toward us.
"Admiral Cunningham coming to say good morning."
At 100,000 tons the Good Hope towered over the 35,000 ton cruiser. Yet it glided into position not 50 yards off the bridge.
Up close the Nantucket was a beautiful warship. It's two eight inch guns fore and aft, along with it's missile batteries, antennae , radar and gun directors.
Using a loud hailer.
"Good Morning Captain. Another beautiful day."
"Good Morning Admiral. Still keeping that bucket of bolts working I see."
"I could up with you no matter what speed you set you old sea dog."
"What's your fuel status Admiral?"
"All ships are down to 30%, we can keep this speed for another 3 hours then we have to refuel."
"Tell him an oilier from the Fourth Marine Assault Group will meet him in 2 hours off Burundi." General Blake said.
Before the message could be passed, the Nantucket sheared away to starboard. And if anything increased speed. Her missile batteries suddenly swung up ward and missiles appeared on them. The Captain turned and ran into the Bridge. We all followed. He was leaning over the radar repeater.
"Increase to fifty knots and zig zag." he ordered the helmsman.
"What's going on?" I asked.
"Twenty plus high altitude aircraft are inbound from the north."
"Sudanese?"
"Not sure yet, but Admiral Cunningham has gone to Red Alert status."
DAMN, damn, damn. I needed more time. I wanted those kids out before this seemingly stupid war started.
"Can you connect me with my Command in Burundi Captain."
He handed me a phone.
"Communications Sir."
"Connect me with General Israel."
"General Israel Sir."
"What's happening Ari?"
"The Sudanese are moving on all fronts. The Fourth are on the ground but need time to get into position. Were taking fire from long range artillery but their fire is very inaccurate. All apache attack squadrons are ready for lift off. So far no units have crossed the border."
"Anything else."
"I've moved the Loyal Eddies into the center. From Burundi City. That appears to be where the first attack will come. Colonel Mayes has told me in their 130 year history they have never retreated and won't now. They will stand on the line and no one will pass."
"Sir Benji's Brigade will not fail you. Today we march into hell. God help the other side."
Unknown to me, but my conversations with Ari had been piped through the fleet. To all commands including the Escort group for the Good Hope. Now all ships and men knew that I would never back down, or would any man in my company.
"Captain I suggest you get ready for some real casualties."
"I didn't want war. But by God if that's what they want, then I will show them how real men fight."
I put my arm around Benji and we walked out onto the bridge wing. The sun was fully up and the ships surrounding the Good Hope looked beautiful and menacing. All were zig zagging to throw off missiles inbound.
"I'm scared Brin. Benji said.
"I'm scared too love."
WE were both startled when the Nantucket launched it's first missiles. We watched as it and the other Cruisers fired off over 300 missiles. It had begun. Sudan had started a war against NorAm. To fire on a NorAm ship in international waters was bad enough, but to attack a hospital ship was even worse. WE could only wait and hope. The Good Hope was a huge ship, almost as big as an aircraft carrier. A massive target for radar guided missiles.
"Commander you need to get inside and under cover."
"No Captain if I'm fated to die, then I will die here with my love beside me."
I guess on this day at least God was on my side. Only two missiles got through. One hit a destroyer, litterly blowing it out of the water. The other hit the Cruiser San Francisco, blowing a huge whole in the side of the ship. And the first casualties 20 men dead and 60 wounded. The attackers lost all their aircraft.
To me this was the stupidest thing Sudan could do. You don't take on the worlds only super power. What was in the minds of these madmen?
We turned and walked back into the bridge.
The ship was back to 45 knots and aimed directly at the coast, just a slim line on the horizon.
"Commander Brin, I want your Osprey off my ship. I need all pads for incoming casualties and your kids. It has been a pleasure Sir, I just wish now it was in better circumstances."
We headed down to the pad and climbed aboard General Blake's Osprey and lifted off. As we circled we flew by the San Francisco. She was still steaming in the wake of the Good Hope. The flames being aided by her high speed. A blinker light was signally as we flew by.
"What was he sending?" I asked.
"Her status report to the Admiral. She lost her tomahawk missiles and her helicopters. She has a small leak below water line but the pumps are holding. She still has full engine power and all missile and gun batteries are operational."
"She also said she would stand on the line with her sisters."
"I'm not sure Sir what that means."
I knew what it meant.
General Blake knew too. Just from the look in his eyes.
"How old are you son." I asked.
"Twenty Sir."
"Those four Cruisers out there were built before you were born. Except for the Nimitz they are the oldest ships in the navy. There are the only four all gun missile cruisers in service. The San Francisco just told the admiral she would join them in battle come hell of high water. Such devotion to a cause is what hero's are made of son."
He didn't answer but turned to his communication equipment.
"Eyes only General for you Sir."
The General quickly scanned the message.
"Commander Sadac, Brin, Sudan has pushed four Armored Divisions into Chad. Intelligence believes their attack here is a faint to pull forces to this area while they take Chad.. The African Defense Brigade is screaming foe assistance. I know you armored Division is still loading in Germany."
"I have nothing to send to Chad."
Even if I did how could I get it there."
"Time to force Sudan on the defensive."
He turned to the keyboard and rapidly typed in a message.
"Were coming up on Burundi General, where do you want to land."
"Put us down at the airport, you can then start transporting the kids out to the New Hope."
Landing space at the airport was now a premium.
"Tom, Benji and myself headed for my command center. Mike said he was on his way to join the Brigade.
"Take care Mike, I don't want to face your wife and kids if your killed. That's an order."
"I definitely try to accommodate you Sir."
When we arrived at the command center I turned one of the consoles over to General Blake. I sat down at another. I brought my view screen of the battle area. All our units were shown in blue, with enemy marked in red. So far there were no red units close to the border.
"Colonel White. Have the Predators' been launched yet?"
"We have two up covering the center and southern Lines. The third will be up shortly."
"You have Predators'? Tom asked.
"Older Models, no weapons, but excellent surveillance platforms."
"Okay good, I'll hold off on launching ours. Can you feed us the Intel?"
I ordered the Predator, units to send real time to the marines."
I noticed that the General also hocked up Admiral Cunningham to the Intel, giving him a real time picture of the battlefield. I could only sit and watch having no experience in combat operations.
"What's happening Brin. Benji asked.
"Not much that I can tell. Maybe you should ask the General. He's a combat Marine Commander. He could probably answer your questions."
Benji walker over to the General's Consol.
"Can you tell me what's going on Sir."
"Well not much right now."
"But I want to learn all this stuff. Brin wants me to his Deputy, but I'm only a kid. I really want to know."
"Okay Benji, here's the picture so far. You see here on this screen. These are all the forces of Intersec in blue. Now over here across the border these are the enemy forces marked in red. They seem to be holding in place right now. If you look here this is the fourth Marine Brigade moving up. You see, there painted in yellow. As soon as there in position that should change to Blue."
I was watching my screen and listening to the General. But I could see the Marines had already crossed the border and were beginning to drive west into Sudan.
"General!"
"Damn! General Israel is not waiting. He's holding the Sudanese in place with the Third, while my Marines do an end run around behind them. God I wish I had had him Iran. Very smart move."
The General switched over to the command radios.
There was almost dead silence.
"Linebacker point Able."
A faint yellow line appeared on the screen over the marine position. They were now almost 15 km inside Sudan.
"Linebacker execute Saint Mary in 30 out.
"White Knight this is Black Knight One, fire mission."
"White Knight go."
"3174-1126 advance 50, to 3174-1226."
"What's that mean General?" Benji asked.
"That was a fire mission request. For artillery. The first numbers are where they start and the second where they end, advancing there fire in 50 meter increments. Like a creeping barrage."
"White Knight commence."
There was no mistaking the noise that came next, as eight, eight inch naval guns opened up off the coast. The Admiral got his wish. The predators'' sitting high above the enemy positions recorded the fall of shot and with real time pictures the cruisers corrected to land there next round dead on target. The devastation from those old automatic eights was astounding.
"Green Grocer fire mission. Execute Carrot Patch in 10. Out.
"All units this is Black Knight one. Honor goes to the Eddies. Execute Benji Blitz in 20. Out.
End of Chapter 19
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