CALEDONIA 20175
This Story deals with, War, Sex between young men, Brutal actions, unconscionable acts between boys, and the descriptions of a future Earth. If you have problems with any of these situations you should stop reading now. All names, places are from my fertile mind and any resemblance to anyone living and dead is strictly coincidental.
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Chapter 5
THE BATTLE FOR RIGA 4 Part One
The dinner in the Captains cabin was a lot better fare than could be got in the General Mess. And after a few more boiler room bourbon I was ready to sleep. The Captain informed me he would notify me when we were 12 hours short of coming out FTL. He also said we would be about 900,000 km from the planet and at full drive would arrive less than hour later.
Less than 24 hours I would be in battle with my Battalion. Was I ready? I hoped so. I knew the rest of the Battalion was ready, but was I ready to Command it? I just didn't know. I wish I was still just a grunt.
When I got back to my quarters, Samson was totally moved in and had been at work on my uniform and armor. My boots shone. And my armor was spotless. I tapped on his door then entered. As he started to rise I said for him to relax.
"You did a really good job on my uniform and armor."
"Thank you Sir."
He was laying on his bed with just shorts on. I could see the outline of his cock in them. He'd already blown his load in once in my mouth, now I wanted him to blow in my mouth. Again, I wanted to taste him. I sat down on his cot and ran my hand up under the leg opening and gripped his cock. He immediately started to get hard. I pulled my hand out and pulled on his waist band pulling the shorts down. He lifted his butt to let them slid down his legs. One of my hands started to roll his balls, while the other slowly jacked his cock. I slid back the foreskin and tongued his piss slit, which was oozing liberal amounts of precum. His moans of pleasure just pushed me onward. And downward. I slid my mouth over his cock head and slurped at the juices streaming from his piss slit. He laid a hand gently on my head and then slowly pushed me down onto his cock. I let it slide straight into my throat and in no time I felt his balls on my chin. I couldn't breathe but as soon as I had totally engulfed his cock he let off the pressure and I slid back out. After a quick intake of air he pushed me back down on his cock. The entire process only took a moment, but he repeated it over and over again. After almost an hour of deep throating him and stopping to lick off his precum.
"I'm going to come Sir! He yelled.
The head of his cock thickened in my mouth and a moment later a thick stream blasted into my mouth. The taste was unbelievable. I drove my mouth and throat down on his cock. The next blast coated my throat, slick now my mouth slid all the way down onto his cock.
He bucked several times, each time depositing more of his come into my throat. As I swallowed I pulled him deeper. He screamed in ecstasy. I counted 5 blasts of come into my throat and the one in my mouth made six. Needing to breathe I slid back up on his cock. He poured out two more. God could he blow a load. With just my mouth over his cock head I pumped his cock to get all he had. After licking his cock clean I leaned back.
"Thanks Samson. Best after dinner desert I have had in a long time."
"Sir. I didn't want to come in your mouth. But after the first blast, I couldn't stop. I had a white man sucking me and I just needed to have some kind of control. I'm sorry Sir."
"Samson you have already fucked my ass."
"Yes Sir, but that was an order."
"Well from now on they won't be. I'll ask. And if you want a blowjob all you have to is ask. Although I think it might be a while before we can enjoy each other. Tomorrow we go into combat again. And where I go you do too."
"Yes Sir"
"Now get all sleep you can Corporal. It's going to be along day."
I turned and left his quarters, flopped on my bed and was instantly asleep.
I awoke with spitting headache. Too much Boiler Room Bourbon.
"Coffee Sir."
I sat and drank the coffee Samson had brought from the Galley. I saw that I had slept in my uniform. I stood up and stripped naked and headed for the refresher. After a very long scalding shower I felt much better. I looked at the clock on the bulkhead. Fuck 16 hours to landfall. Samson had laid out a clean and pressed uniform for me, complete with shorts, socks and t-shirt. He assisted me in dressing and when he knelt before me to do my boots I got an instant hard on.
"Do you want me to suck you off Sir? I would love to suck your cock Sir."
"No Samson, not now, just a pleasurable reaction."
After I was dressed he asked.
"Do you require anything else Colonel?"
"Yes Samson I do. I want you to go stores and draw a Command Helmet for your self. You will need to be in the know if your to act as my personal bodyguard."
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir for your trust in me."
"Samson I will need one other Body guard. Do you know of a suitable candidate?"
"Yes Sir, I will bring him to your office after the O group meeting."
"I want you at that meeting too."
"Yes Sir, I will fetch him after the meeting is over."
A tap came on my door.
"Enter."
"Sgt/Maj reporting as ordered Sir!"
"Relax GG, have you met my batman Cpl Samson?"
"Yes Sir!"
"That's it. Just Yes Sir. What's the matter you not hit it off with him or is there some other problem?"
"Oh no Sir. Its just that I thought we, ah, oh I don't know anymore."
"GG you will always have a special place in my heart and in my life. But I know command a battalion I didn't want and will have to do things I don't want to do. Do know what I have ordered so far. Do have any idea what I have done."
"No Sir, but if it kills crawlers, that's all that matters."
"Good GG."
"All officers, senior NCOs' and Command Staff in Conference room 4 in 60 minutes."
"Yes Sir."
"Your dismissed GG."
GG turned and left.
"Fuck!"
"Is something wrong Sir?"
"No Samson, nothing you can do. Go get your self a coffee in the general mess, I'll meet you there in 30 minutes and then we will go to the O group meeting.
"Yes Sir."
I went to my office, checked with the Captain on the arrival status. 30 minutes early than the last projection. The Transport Oregon, was loading the other two battalions of the Shark Regiment, she was a light transport capable of much higher speeds, but was still 20 days away. Admiral Tanaka would begin Bombardment of the Reader Islands as soon as we came out of FTL. Then all hell would break loose. We had to quarantine the Island chain to prevent the Crawlers from getting on the mainland. That meant we had to destroy anything that tried to cross to the mainland. Anything and everything. Anything and everything.
Fuck all I wanted to do was kill crawlers. Now I was about to start killing the very people that I was sworn to protect. What a dilemma I was in. I knew we had quarantine the Reader Island chain. But was I right?
"Fuck" I yelled.
"Sir are you okay?" The duty sergeant asked.
"Yes, no, carry on Sgt.'
I was now ready to order my Battalion to kill anyone who tried to make it to the mainland. Would they follow my orders? We didn't need an other Calidonia. We had to hold them on the Islands.
A knock.
"Sir its been over an hour, all staff is in conference 4. Samson said.
"Sorry Samson, was just reviewing my options, forgot about the time."
We walked down to the conference room.
All my staff, including the senior NCOs' from the battalion were present. They all stood as I entered.
"Relax Gentlemen, it may be the last time you can relax for a while."
"We'll go through this step by step."
"Personal."
"Full Strength Sir, we had two men transferred from the repot depot."
Intelligence."
"Sir from reports that we have the Zring have not tried to move off the Islands yet."
"That probably means they don't have the weapons or the strength yet."
"Any reports from the Islands themselves. Anything from the Governor?"
"No Sir, but still being so far away, we don't have any real time intelligence.
"Operations."
"Sir. The Sparta has laid on four carryalls for the troops and command Staff. They are also prepared to land three Supply Pods behind each Company when we are in position. One Battalion, of 100 AFV's will move to cover the closest approach to the mainland. However from Intelligence, the rip tides and currents in the passage between the island and the mainland make it a very difficult crossing. I have ordered one Command Carrier and 45 APC's , to move to area we are landing in. That will give us enough to move the entire Battalion either direction along the coast quickly.
"Okay good. Any Artillery available?"
"Light anti-aircraft only Sir."
"Okay. Move all the light anti-aircraft artillery to the closest point to the islands. Leave 10 Armored Units there and spread the rest behind each company. What kind of weapons do AFV's carry?"
"Ten centimeter Tri-barrel rail guns sir, Are their main battery. They also have two 40 mm Gatling's and smoke and flare ejectors."
"They weigh nearly 200 tons and are completely self-sufficient. Never need fuel. Fusion powered. One man crew who is wedded to the machine brain. I don't know how that works Sir."
"How do we talk to them?"
"Standard radio Sir. You being the senior officer on the ground will have total control of them."
"Good."
"Okay Gentlemen. It is imperative that we stop all movement off the Reader Islands. Not a single vessel of any kind will be allowed to land on the mainland. Your Companies will destroy anything and everything trying to land on the mainland. There will be no exceptions."
"Now there is very good chance that people will try to escape the crawlers and or the bombardment. No one is allowed to land. If this means killing civilians then you will kill civilians. Anyone who refuses will be summarily executed. No exceptions. I take full and total responsibility for these orders. When this is over, if anyone's to blame it will be me. So I'm the one that might end up strapped to a table and given a lethal injection. Me and me alone."
"Any questions?"
"Does that mean men, women and children Sir?"
"Everyone. Regardless of age or sex. Everyone. We are five hundred. In less than a month there could be several thousand crawlers on the Islands. We can't let them get to the mainland. They may use civilians as a way to get off the islands, if even one egg gets to the mainland we will be in real trouble."
"Understood Sir."
"I will brief the battalion prior to embarkation."
"We have less than 16 hours until landfall. Make sure everyone gets plenty of rest. Even though we will have a supply pod close at hand, everyone carries full ammo load. Make sure their meds are all full as well as their water packs."
"We will parade the Battalion in full Battle Dress and battle loads, 2 ½ hours before we come out of FTL."
"You are all Dismissed."
I turned to Samson.
"I'll be in my quarters. Bring the other man you have in mind there."
"Yes Sir, ten minutes Sir."
I went to my quarters to wait.
Samson knocked and then entered. Followed by a tall black soldier.
"Private Washington, George. Reporting as ordered Sir."
I almost laughed out loud.
George Washington, first President of the United States.
"Your not African."
"No Sir. Born and raised in the US of A Sir."
"How did you end up in an all African Battalion?"
"Sir. When I graduated from University I went to join up. They told me they were looking for University Graduates to train as Officers for an all Black African Battalion."
"What rank did you hold in the Battalion?"
"I'm sorry Sir. I'm not, under pain of death, to divulge that information."
"Strip."
Washington, laid his weapon down after removing the magazine and quickly stripped off his uniform. He folded each piece as he removed it and laid it aside. Then stood ram rod straight in front of my desk.
Washington was a dark brown African American male. He stood about just over 6 feet and I figured about 200 lbs. Very well muscled. He had about a 6 inch soft cut cock and one, ONE, ball. I counted seven places on his body that could only be healed wounds. One so close to his heart that I was sure he was very lucky to be alive. I stood up and walked over to examine his single ball. I knew some people were born with only one. His was actually quite large. When I lifted it I noticed a scar running on the inside of his crotch, very high up.
"Did you lose your other testicle in battle Washington?"
"Yes Sir."
"Does the one you have left work okay?"
"Yes Sir."
"Good."
I knelt down and sucked Washington's cock into my mouth. He took about 15 seconds to become hard. I now had a 8 inch, thick, black snake in my mouth. I sucked him for over 15 minutes until.
"SIR, Sir!"
I tasted a slightly salty cumm being blasted into my mouth and throat. He pumped about three huge loads and then a couple of small loads. As I stood up.
"Mmmm. Not bad Washington."
"Sir I, I."
"Cpl. Washington I wanted it to happen. You taste not bad and I would will be very happy to it again."
"Effective from now until either you or me are dead, you are appointed as one of my body guards. At the moment I only have quarters for one. However as soon as the battalion makes landfall you will never be more than ten paces from me at all times. You and Cpl Samson will drop with the Command Group."
"Yes Sir. Thank you Sir."
"You can get dressed Corporal."
I looked at Samson. He was armed with the standard infantry weapon.
"Samson take Washington with you and on my verbal orders draw side arms. Also get Washington a Command Helmet. Both of you report to the Hanger deck 2 ½ hours prior to coming out of FTL."
Yes Sir." they both said.
"Now get out of here I need some sleep."
I striped and laid down. But sleep would just not come. I couldn't relax. The whole plan kept running over and over in my mind. Was I right? Did I have the right to kill off anyone trying to leave the Reader Islands? Fuck! What if I was wrong? The battles on Calidonia kept going over and over through my mind. The Zring kept attacking. They never let up. They never ever surrendered. Through the fog of my thoughts.
"THREE HOURS TO PLANET FALL" came over the ships speakers.
I forced myself to sit up. Fuck I was tired. As I started to get up Samson came in and set down a cup of coffee.
"Morning Sir."
"Morning Samson. Don't you ever sleep?"
"Yes Sir."
I took a sip and then staggered into the refresher. A scalding ten minute shower brought me around. I walked out and both Samson and Washington assisted me dressing. I looked at he bulkhead clock. Two and a half hours until we come out of FTL. Four hours till we drop. I finished the coffee.
I picked up my assault rifle and loaded a round. Slung it over my shoulder. Checked my side arm.
"Okay lets go."
I walked out of my quarters and down the hall to the turbo lift. Samson and Washington just two paces behind me. When we exited on the hanger deck the entire battalion was lined up. The Officers had already been fallen in and they were ready for inspection. Four carryalls were sitting with ramps down.
As we entered the hanger deck.
"BATTALION ATTTTENTION!"
I walked to Major Silvercloud.
"The Battalion is ready for inspection Sir."
"Stand Companies 2 and 3 at ease."
After he did that.
"REGIMENTAL SGTMAJ!"
"Sir."
As we headed for #1 Company the RSM joined us.
The Inspection took the better part of 90 minutes. After it was over I stood in front of all the battalion.
"Shortly we as a Battalion, Mako Shark Battalion will be landing on Riga 4. Our mission is simple. We are to prevent the Zring, the crawlers, from getting from the Island chain known as the Reader Islands, to the mainland. To prevent them from getting to the mainland you as the battalion will kill anything and everything that tries to land on the mainland. Simple. Not a single boat or ship can be allowed to land on the mainland."
I stopped and let it sink in.
"You will destroy every thing that approaches the mainland. No exceptions. Any personal who refuse will be subject to summary execution."
"Sir. Sir. I was born there. Now you want me to kill them?"
"Who spoke up. Please step forward." I said.
A young soldier walked to the front.
"Your name and rank soldier." I ordered.
"Chafee Sir. Private, 1st platoon, 2 Company Sir."
"Private Chafee are you prepared to breach the Signed Oath you signed on joining up with the World Armed Forces?"
"I'm sorry Sir. But I can't kill my own friends and possible relatives that might try to escape the crawlers."
I turned and looked away from the Battalion. I drew my side arm.
"For refusing to obey a direct Command from a superior officer you are here by sentenced to death."
I turned and pointed the my sidearm at his face.
"No!"
I pulled the trigger and his brains and blood was spread on the deck in front of the Battalion.
"Anyone else."
You could have heard a pin drop on the hanger deck. There was dead silence.
"Major Silvercloud. Embark the Battalion. God preserve us."
I turned and walked up the ramp into the Command Carryall.
There was a gut wrenching lurch.
"EIGHTY THREE MINUTES TO DROP." the ships speakers blared.
My command staff were already at work. Now that we had full communications from the planet.
"Governor of the Reader Islands is demanding immediate evacuation. Sir."
"Denied." I said.
"Sir all AFV's and all Carriers are in position. No movement on the straights."
"Tanaka has begun Bombardment Sir."
"ALL HANDS MAN YOUR BATTLE STATIONS. THIS NOT A DRILL. ALL HANDS MAN YOUR BATTLE STATIONS!"
"DROP POINT IN THIRTY EIGHT MINUTES. ALL TROOPS BUCKLE IN NOW."
"Cruiser Emden is in position Sir." Commander Gosset said.
"ALL UNITS PREPARE TO DROP."
I felt a slight lurch again as the trolley moved us out of the ship into the drop position.
I didn't hear the order to drop, but felt sick to my stomach as we dropped away from the ship. I wasn't the only one. Several of my officers were violently sick. I was very glad I hadn't eaten anything.
The worst part was you couldn't see a damn thing from the drop ship. I knew the carryalls would set us down in the exact positions but not seeing really fucked up your head and stomach.
After seemed like an eternity we were down. Bang. The ramp dropped. It was night. In front all I could see was the lighted entrance to an upside down bowl. The Command Carrier. The staff knowing exactly what they were looking for clamored aboard the Command Carrier. I followed and after all were in, including my two body guards, it closed up.
I heard in my head set.
"Command Center Set. Planetary Commander in place."
I looked around. There were five stations in the Command Carrier. Four were for my use, but the fifth was for the Planetary Governor.
"Bring up arcs of fire as they become available." What showed on my screens now was just those of the personal carriers and the AFV's.
It was just a matter now of waiting. The radar screens showed the straights clear of all traffic. Mako only needed time to dig in and prepare. I looked for a place to sit down.
"Sir that's your seat in front."
I sat down and watched the command screens. The arcs of fire slowly came up on the screen. By sunup all units were registered. The arcs of fire included every single weapon available, including the AFV's. The entire front was now covered. I looked at the clock, 5 AM. Fuck I was hungry and tired.
"Samson get me something to eat and more coffee please."
"Yes Sir."
"SIR! Priority Communications."
"Eyes Only Sir. From World Command."
Fuck now what did they want, I had my Battalion down. I was prepared to kill anything that moved toward the mainland. Maybe they were going to relieve and kill me. Fuck I hoped so. I hated this. This just waiting.
I took the message.
"EYES ONLY"
PLANETARY COMMANDER
The Zring have landed on four other planets in the Riga Sector. Three are uninhabited, one has a small mining colony. Communications have gone silent from them. Earth Command has ordered 5 regiments to Riga IV. Two Combat Ready Regiments, the Forest and the Flower are being dispatched from Calidonia. Three recruit Regiments, The Lotus, Berry and Eagles from Earth.
By the authority of the President of Earth you are hereby promoted to Maj General. Further you placed in Command of All Forces in the Riga Sector.
The Defense of the Riga Sector is of the utmost importance. It is the last Bastion of Earth Forces.
Addition Forces will be allotted to you as they become available.
Good Luck General
C. E. Standish, General
For the President.
Jesus from Colonel to General just like that.
"Have Major Silvercloud report to the Command Post immediately."
Samson handed me a coffee and a ration pack.
"Thank you Samson."
Now what did all this mean? I was still Planetary Commander. I would now have six regiments. Three experienced, three recruit. Well they might be fully trained as soldiers, but I knew they wouldn't take long to become experienced. So what else did I have now as Planetary Commander.
"Sir Admiral Tanaka calling."
"Put him on speaker."
"General Thornton we have detected about 400 small craft leaving the island chain. We are unable to target individual ships. Instructions please."
"Continue bombardment of the docks and industry. Next go after Communications, airports, and them mining sites."
"Pound them Admiral. Pound them."
"Understood General. Tanaka out."
"Commander Gosset. Have the Emden stand to. Prepare to fire on any large vessels she can pick up in her screens."
"Yes Sir."
I knew hitting a moving ship from 300 km in space was a long shot. But I also knew that a 20 cm rail gun round hitting the water would swamp any all small craft in the area of the hit. With 20 such rounds hitting in the same area it would be devastating.
"Have the AFV's target any large ships they pick up on their screens and open fire."
"Major Silvercloud reporting as ordered Sir."
"Silvercloud you are by promoted to Lt. Colonel and placed in Command of Mako Shark Battalion. You may pick your deputy."
Major, now Lt. Colonel Silvercloud looked dumbfounded.
"You have a problem with that Colonel?"
"No Sir. But I'm not sure I understand.
"Simple Colonel. I have been promoted again. I am now in charge of the defense for the entire Sector. I'll leave the Command Staff with you."
"Order another Command Carrier up."
"One enroute now Sir. ETA two hours."
"Samson and Washington you will remain with me."
"Yes Sir." they both answered.
I looked at the radar image of the straights. The first small blimps of the small craft were starting to show.
I heard in my helmet.
"All units stand to. Don't fire unless ordered too." Colonel Silvercloud said.
"I have already ordered the AFV's to fire on any large ships that appear and the Emden will target the largest in her screens."
"Good. Thank you Sir."
We waited.
I sat down at the Planetary Commander station and just watched. I didn't Command the Battalion anymore, but was interested in what was coming. Would they follow orders to start killing civilians.
"Launch the video-bots." Silvercloud said.
The Video-bots gave a real time video picture over the battle ground, in this case over the straights. Soon we could actually see the individual boats and ships approaching.
Feedback started coming in from the AFV's targeting radars.
Range 8600, range 8500, range 8400, in range commence.
We couldn't hear the tri-barreled rail guns fire. But the ground shook as they did.
The first target appeared to be a tug pulling several barges. They disintegrated under the AFV's fire.
With the disintegration of the tug and barges the smaller craft turned toward the coast and increased speed.
"All units open fire when any vessel is in range. No one lands on the beaches." Silvercloud ordered.
"Com. Gosset order the Emden to commence fire."
"Yes Sir."
The 40 mm Gatling's opened up first, followed shortly by the 20 mm. Then the 10mm of the Mako Shark Battalion individual weapons joined in.
"I'm going outside." I said.
The rear hatch opened and I walked out into the din of battle. One sided battle. I walked up on top of the ridge we were behind to survey the battle. Without the helmet on my ears would have being pierced from the noise. I saw several boats try to approach the beach only to be obliterated in a hail of gun fire. I could see hundreds of bodies floating in the straight. And still it continued. I walked over to rocky outcropping and sat down.
"Samson bring me a cup of coffee please."
"Yes Sir."
To think I had ordered this. What was I now? The Butcher of Riga IV. It lasted for almost three hours. The straights were empty of ships or boats. But all had not been killed at sea. I watched as a young women dragged herself and two young kids toward the beach. She almost made it. Her and the kids were hammered with almost a hundred rounds. They never knew what hit them.
"One platoon from each Company police the beach. No Survivors." I heard Colonel Silvercloud order.
"Sir. Two platoon, 3 Company. I think we found an egg Sir."
End of Chapter 5 Part One.
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