B J Jones the Story of My LifeChapter 124
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The White House guardians wouldn’t allow a big flat screen to be placed on the wall because of the historical pictures and paintings. They said it was because of all the tour groups that were given permission to walk in and look at the President’s historical desk.
But they did install a screen that dropped down from the ceiling and a ceiling projector with a pedestal camera that would show me to be able to do an MTAC or VCATS.
I pressed the buttons to make it all work. As soon as the screen went live I was looking at Andy, Vicky, Ching Lee and Major Aaron Purcell. Aaron was the commander in charge of operations for the Middle East contract.
‘‘We just sank six Iranian gunboats and shot down one of their helicopters,’’ the Major said.
‘‘Boats 11, 14, 9, 12 and 16 were escorting the Argentine flagged tanker Fernando II through the strait to the Manama oil terminal. There were eight Iranian fast boats today. The Iranians have been playing cat and mouse for the last several days to gauge our response to their maneuvers.’’
‘‘Today with their games they slammed into two of our boats and tried to board both of them in international waters. The boarders were killed right off and that was the start of the attack. As per our orders all systems were online and ready to go at the first sign of trouble. The other Iranian boats started firing, fire was immediately returned.”
‘‘Missiles sank two of the standoff boats immediately. They were half a mile away but were firing heavy machine guns at our ships once the firing started. The other four Iranian boats were too close for missiles but the M242 chain guns and the quad 50s made short work of them. Those that tried to run, the rockets sank.’’
‘‘Their other two fast boats hightailed back to their base. We have prisoners; some will not survive their injuries. Ten are healthy and furious at being captured.’’
‘‘We have four men seriously injured, several more with minor injuries. The boats have plenty of bullet holes in them, one had a small fire that the systems extinguished. All are still in service,’’ the Major said.
‘‘I am loading the videos onto the server now, it should be done in a minute or two,’’ he said.
‘‘Video?’’ I asked.
‘‘I decided that all the boat crews would have helmet mounted Go-Pro cameras for training and mission review,’’ Vicky said. ‘‘I guess I forgot to tell you.’’
‘‘Andy, your response?’’ I said.
‘‘There were twelve fast ships at the dock in Israel waiting on the six from Texas to arrive. I ordered them to proceed on to the gulf to reinforce the sites,’’ Andy said.
‘‘I ordered Robbie to load four more UH 60 Blackhawks in a C5 with the weapons pods and mechanics to assemble and check them out. I also sent hardware with the pilots; they will be on the way by noon,’’ Vicky said.
“I’m going to send an additional fifty men who we have here with the C5,’’ Andy said.
‘‘Our inured men should be at the Dubai hospital by now; the injured Iranians in cuffs with guards. The prisoners are in cells at the Abu Dhabi base.”
‘‘See if the Israel manufacturer will send a team to fix the holes and check out the ships,’’ I said.
‘‘Looks like you have it under control. I don’t have to tell you to be prepared for retaliation including a missile attack or an ops team,’’ I said.
The Navy people were standing at the door so I waved them in just as the computer announced that it had files.
There were five files, one for each boat. Each file had the cameras from each of the twelve crewmen.
We watched as the Iranians approached, jockeyed into position and then slammed into the side of four of the JBG boats with a six man boarding party on the stern.
It wasn’t much of a battle; my men did not hesitate to open fire and continue until the Iranian boats were sinking. The Iranian helicopter arrived a few minutes after the battle and started to join in with machine guns, only to be shot down with a Hellfire missile. It exploded in the air.
We watched all the film clips without anyone saying anything. Finally we had seen them all.
“Let’s go the meeting room where we can sort all this out,’’ I said.
I called Connie in to take notes for the official record.
‘‘I don’t know what to say,’’ General Ingram said.
‘‘I don’t want you to say anything. It is a JBG problem to deal with at this time. Unless they attack a US government installation, flagged ship, or assets, WE are not getting involved. Congress would have us all hung on the conflicts of interest and a host of other charges,’’ I said.
‘‘Now we know they are following the intercepted plan and will attack our assets at some point in time. Sooner rather than later,’’ I said.
‘‘Now fill me in on the carrier problem,’’ I said the Chief of Naval Operations
‘‘The Fordson and Kennedy will not be participating, another eighteen months at the earliest on the Fordson. Twenty four to thirty six on the Kennedy. Nor will the Stennis participate, it doesn’t have enough fuel left in the rods for an extended tour. Something close, short and quick maybe,’’ he said.
‘‘They are saying the Truman will be the first completed in four months. The next will be the Washington in six to eight months and will need crew and training, so a year at least.’’
‘‘The Eisenhower in four months and the Bush could be nine months, depending on sea trials - then training,’’ the Admiral added.
‘‘So you are telling me that the only sure carriers would be the Truman and Eisenhower, because of manpower shortages at the shipyard,’’ I said.
‘‘Just how many people are working at Newport News shipbuilding?’’ I asked.
‘‘They say twenty thousand,’’ he said.
‘‘So all those are working on the construction of the new ships,’’ I said.
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Straight SexChapter Thirty-Two – Ancient History Disclaimer: This story does not reflect the attitudes or characters in the Harry Potter series, nor does it have any affiliation with its author. Story Codes: ff, Mf, f-mast, ncon, cream pie, hp, grope, magic, spank, unif, voy Hermione Granger was lying on her bed all alone with the Spellbook of Desires under her sheets. She had been reading through a few of the more wicked spells, including one which had something to do with the golden coins she...
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Taboo(episode 31) Prelude to the Party: After finding out about Mary Beth’s kinky tryst at the lesbian club and also allowing myself to participate in Jennifer’s twisted drug-fueled gang bang, I found myself in a very strange mood. In fact it was like being apathetic, ashamed, strangely aroused and creeped out all at once. Despite all the bizarre events of the past weekend, I thought I’d try to maintain my relationship with Mary Beth. I figured my participation in Jennifer’s twisted orgy and Mary...
College SexMilena's story My name is Milena and I work in a well-known chain of Opticians on the high street. When the manageress of our store suggested that we have a ‘wear what you want day’ I was excited. I’ve always been one for fancy dress. Then she added one or two caveats. We must be decent and not wear anything that brings the business into disrepute. Knowing me, that was a tall ask, but hey ho! She said it would be good for morale and create a talking point among customers and attract passing...
Quickie SexI My name is Teddy Carlson. I’m twenty-two years old and I fucked my stepmother. Not just once in some momentary lapse of judgement. But again and again…and again. Before you judge me, there’s a few things you need to understand. First, Dad and I never exactly got on like a house on fire. He was the CIO of a large hedge fund which meant that he wasn’t around much. He travelled to Europe regularly and commuted during the week to Manhattan for meetings. When he was home, he was either...