"Just a sec Jason. I need to speak with Miguel first. Sorry." Just like that off he went. Miguel happened to be standing there waiting also. The Reaper had urgent business with Jay but it could wait if it had to. They were going over a map and Jay was explaining things to him with Miguel nodding. Shortly Jay came back to the Reaper and wrapping an arm around his shoulders led him away from the crowd.
"Jason! What's the word? Did you find them?“Jays face had hardened as he spoke.
"Sure did. They’re holed up about ten or twelve miles from here. Got their own little compound with razor wire on top and everything."
"How big and how many?"
"About twenty acres so pretty small but they have about fifty to sixty adults there at least and a bunch of children."
"How many children?"
"Maybe twenty-five or so."
Jay nodded as his words. Then his face turned even harder as he spoke again.
"We're taking them out tonight. All the adults including women. We'll save the kids. If they did it to us, they did it to others. I refuse to fall into the trap of believing we were their first victims."
Jason nodded and told him about the three captives they had. Two men and a woman. Then executed them in the compound while on their knees with the others laughing, before dragging their bodies outside the gate. Jay was livid. Jason had been furious also when he witnessed it just before dark last night but there had been nothing he could do at the time. There were simply too many for only a few men.
"Gotcha. The sooner the better. These are some bad folks Jay. It's best the Lord deal with them."
"I hear you loud and clear Reaper. Get with me about four this afternoon. We'll head out then. Should give us plenty of time to get into position before night falls. Round up all our snipers. Anyone who's good enough. I want to take them down fast and hard! Like you said. Let God deal with them."
Jason had nodded and left leaving Jay to deal with the next in line waiting for him. There were quite a few.
*****
Jean was ecstatic! Happy couldn't begin to describe her mood. She felt she'd finally found the man of her dreams even if she had to share him with two or three others. Two weeks ago, she would have freaked out at the mere thought of such a thing, but now? In this new world they were trying to build? It was entirely probable. No, not probable. True!
She didn't care. She could still feel his hardness inside her. The soreness he left her with would take awhile to go away but she remembered every second of their lovemaking, and that lovemaking had taken quite awhile. She'd been exhausted and sore, and cumming so many times was unreal. The man was insatiable!
Now she was going over the class schedules. School would start in a few days and she needed to talk to all the teachers at length. Make sure everyone was on the same page, in the meantime to keep the kids busy and out of trouble, they were all out digging up potatoes and other vegetables from nearby farms under the watchful gaze of guards. Miguel was out putting even more crews together as they were expecting more refugees and soldiers any minute and were scurrying to complete quarters for them. Then the door to the small office opened and Cara walked in. Jean stood. This was another of her man’s women and this one, Cara, didn't look happy. She watched, as Cara looked her up and down then stepping close to her.
"Hi, Cara." She cleared her throat wondering why she found it hard to speak.
"So it’s you have been with Señor Jay. Sí?" The meaning was crystal clear.
"Yes! And I don't regret it. I'm sorry if that offends you but I love him."
A look of surprise then pure wonder came over Cara's face as she stepped closer still, reaching out to grasp Jeans hands in hers. Then she leaned forward kissing her on the lips softly before wrapping her arms around her hugging tightly. She was so tiny, yet well developed. She had to stand on her tiptoes to reach Jean.
"Hermana he is mi hombre and now yours also. It is good, I approve." then she lowered her voice. "And I love him also my sister, but sometimes it not so wise to let a man know how much you care so soon. We will guard each other's backs, yes?"
"Oh yes, sissy. That would make me even happier if that were possible."
Then they both burst into laughter and hugged again.
"Cara where is Bridget? I haven't seen her in over a day?"
"This I do not know for sure. We argued about estúpido things and she left. Her cycle is really messing her up."
Jean nodded. She'd been there for sure a time or two though thank God most didn't get that intense.
"It is fine hermana. The three of us will keep our hombre very happy once these cycles of ours are over." Cara said.
"Well sister, uhm. it might actually be four." she saw Cara raise one tiny delicate eyebrow and make a come-hither motion with her right hand. So Jean explained about Corey.
*****
DAY 7: 1100 ET
We watched them straggle in. For straggle is the only term that could accurately describe the long procession of Guard vehicles intermixed with obvious refugees, an amazing number of which were young children. The column looked like what you normally saw in the war zones of third world countries. Miguel, Jean and Cara were standing with me to greet them, as was Sam and Pete. We now had a good idea of their breakdowns as units. What was left of the Rapid Deployment force was a hundred seventeen effectives but fully loaded out and ammo heavy. They brought up the rear of the long formation and we occasionally heard firing from their ranks as they entered town. God Damn zombies!
The heavy weapons group with seventy-six effectives was also mostly loaded out with an amazing number of mobile missile batteries, mobile mortar platforms and some longer large gun batteries that could only be artillery. That was interesting and seemed out of place in a standard weapons battalion. A very long stream of ammunition carriers and flatbeds accompanied them. Most with children riding on top with the occasional adult or soldier to keep them from falling off. I saw many soldiers only wearing their utility jackets or just olive green t-shirts, and seeing some of the children wearing camouflage heavy coats many sizes too big for them I knew why. I signaled one of the women in charge of clothing and pointed at those children then at the jacketless soldiers next to them. She nodded and took off running with a few of her helpers, returning shortly, heavily laden down with winter gear kid size.
The rest of my people started running forward as soon as they came to a stop. They needed hot showers, changes in clothing, hot food and from the looks of many of the men, at least a few beers, while we gave them a break from guarding their precious cargo of human survivors. A small group of soldiers walked towards me as I moved forward to meet them.
"Lt. Smith commanding combined forces reporting Sir, with Warrant Officer Hawkins my second." The lead figure then looked at my cap and came to attention saluting me. It was obvious he was fighting a grin even though his exhaustion was apparent. I saw the others coming to attention, also fighting smiles of their own as they looked at my cap. I was wearing my official Colonel’s Cap too readily identify myself for those unfamiliar with who was in charge. Yesterday evening the soldiers of the 53rd had presented me with it as a token of their appreciation and support. I loved it.
The men and women who make up any unit in the Army or any branch of service for that matter come with a great many skills not always in line with their military specialties. Some thoughtful soldier in their unit was a fantastic needlepoint artist. He had somehow found some silver thread and embroidered an oversize USMC Colonel insignia on the front of the camouflage cap. Of course it had the Eagle clutching a bunch of arrows in its claw’s but in place of the shield over the eagles chest, he had exquisitely needle pointed in two humungous breasts complete with red nipples. They kinda looked like eyeballs staring at you, and the overall detail was superb. To complete it he had embroidered in a large Eagle, Globe and Anchor USMC symbol in the caps bill. Like I said, I loved it! It was so me. I did another of those half ass salutes, which consisted of a vague couple of f
ingers up near my temple then held out my hand.
"Welcome Lieutenant. Warrant! We’re all ready for you. Hot food and showers and clean clothing are at your disposal as are quarters for you and your people. I'm also having a ton of beer brought up. You guys need a break. So enjoy. If you need anything, ask. My people are at your disposal." The Lieutenant was whip thin and tall about thirty or maybe even late twenties, with a boyish easygoing face like someone's son that you knew down the street. The Warrant on the other hand was short and extremely muscular with rugged features and probably close to forty. That was a man I'd hate to meet in a dark alley. He just oozed dangerous.
"That sounds wonderful, Sir. What about a debrief and SitRep?
"Unless it's an emergency, it can wait a few until you’re settled in. It'll be a long meeting. I'm sure both of us have much to share. You'll have to leave your vehicles where they're at for the time being. I was not prepared for such a large number." The Lieutenant grinned at hearing that.
"We completely stripped the Depot in Lansing at the camp before it was overrun. If it could move, we brought it. Heaven only knows when we'll get a resupply or even if we'll get one. So it was a fast but very thorough bug out." I nodded at that and a thought occurred to me.
"Well we'll figure something out but do you by chance have any night vision gear?"
"Two complements, Sir. Twenty-four in total." he responded, I nodded again as I had a plan for them.
"Sir?" it was the Warrant.
"Yes Warrant?" I saw he was pointing at my cap.
"Is that the new dress code regs for this unit, Sir? I hope so because I love it" he was openly grinning. I smiled back as I removed my cap and examined the fine artistic work.
"Well, there is of course a story behind it but why don't you get it from the men and women of the 53rd. It was their gift."
"Will do, Sir."
"Now first to help you get settled let me introduce some key people in our organization. I apologize but Major Weston is still recovering from wounds and isn't here at the moment." I started to turn to introduce them and my LSS came running up all-breathless and my eyes almost popped out of their sockets. She had changed! She was still kinda in uniform but in place of her normal neat almost sexless oversized utility jacket with its iron sports bra underneath she now had the jacket tails tied across her midriff and in place of the olive t-shirt and sports bra she was sporting a low cut abbreviated halter in black like Cara and Jean were wearing and those softballs wrapped in skin looked like they were going to bounce out any second. Also, no longer in a bun, her long red hair cascaded down over her shoulders and back. She had totally transformed from neuter to incredibly sexy. Still, the black matching halters? I examined my other two girls and they all had mischievous smiles on their faces as they watched me in return. I had a feeling they had 'helped' her wardrobe. I heard sharp intakes of breath behind me from the men.
"Sir. Northern scouts are reporting a large contingent of zombies approaching down Highway 37. ETA fort-five minutes to our line there. Numbers are in the neighborhood of two-thousand!“God she was beautiful. They all were.
"Right, LSS get MSgt. Trask on it and have two platoons brought up. We'll take them down at the tree line." She started to run off but I grabbed her arm before she could get away causing her to swing back and I swear those tits really did come close to popping out this time. "Wait a minute. I want to introduce you." I turned back to the men while waving up Miguel, Jean, Cara and the others.
"Lieutenant I'd like to introduce Miguel my right hand. He handles Domestic Coordination and Supply Logistics. Jean here is his assistant and try to go through her first. Miguel's always busy. Cara here is in charge of civilian security patrols along with Michael who couldn't make it but Sam," I pointed and he nodded at the men, "is his assistant. Michael's out on patrol as we speak. This here," I vaguely waved a hand in LSS's direction, "is my Chief Communications and Encryption Specialist Corporal Rider or LSS for short, and in charge of Intelligence. You'll all become quite familiar with them during the scope of your duties."
The newly arrived men were all standing there with their mouths in various stages of half to fully open and I looked over my shoulder again at my crew. There was Miguel looking slightly impatient and beside him, my three girls stood together. Except for Jean’s black leather jacket the other two were dressed in camouflage undress as I affectionately called it, with all three sporting very low cut black halters with midriffs bared. Hmmm. They looked like porn stars out of some military man's dream movie. I'd have to talk to them about their dress code. Warrant Hawkins was the first to step forward with his hand outstretched and it wasn't Miguel he went to first. His eyes were totally fastened on Jean’s chest. I was pretty sure he hadn't gotten to her exquisitely beautiful face yet. Yeah they were extremely impressive assets.
"Pleased to meet you Jean. Call me Hawk and I very much look forward to closely coordinating our activities with yours. Perhaps together we can share those beers the Colonel referred to while we discuss the intimate details of how we can integrate our forces with yours." He was leering and I almost busted out in laughter. Jean was well prepared for the advance though. She took his hand smiling.
"I look forward to it Hawk but just so there's no misunderstanding I'm quite taken." With that she pointed at me. Gosh, Hawk looked disappointed but what can I say? He nodded releasing her hand and gripped Cara's next as he bent over. She is a very short little shit but fully developed and it was obvious.
"Hawk, Cara, and an extreme pleasure to meet you." He was definitely looking straight down the front of her halter. The man had no shame and I couldn’t blame him. "I look forward to working closely with you to coordinate our patrols."
"Ha ha, Señor Hawk, ¡gracias, as do I. But I am taken also." She had a huge smile on her lovely face and she also pointed at me. I saw the Sergeant straighten and he glanced at me then LSS.
"I'm assuming you’re taken also Corporal?" he inquired, but I could see a grin fighting for dominance on his face.
"Yes Warrent, as of this morning." She was grinning at him and of course pointed at me. He started laughing, as did all the others around us.
"Sir, you scooped all the best looking women around!" But he wasn't upset. He found it hilariously funny.
"What am I chopped liver?" One of the women scurrying by stopped as she heard his comment. I saw that it was Maria, the neighbor from the subdivision to the south of my place. The one we rescued when we went after Sam, Dorothy, and that bunch. Blonde with thick heavy hair she was robustly formed, as in stocky although it was obvious she had been losing quite a bit of weight lately. Still, at her early twenties she had that young pretty look to her. She was unzipping her coat and yanking it open thrusting her chest out at him. Amazing. I knew she had them but I was impressed with their size. I guess having three boys is like breast enhancement surgery.
"Ahh. Lady, I didn't mean to offend anyone. It was a joke." He said, obviously embarrassed by his loud words. I blinked. This big tough guy was stammering. It was too funny and I burst out laughing.
"I'll forgive you if you share those beers the Gov. mentioned." She was now smiling.
"You like beer?"
"I love beer soldier boy, and I can't resist a man in uniform."
"Well then lead the way." He threw us a jaunty salute as they headed off arm in arm. I shook my head still chuckling. I also noticed the Lieutenant had quite the unusual expression on his face. Half mirth, the other half disbelief.
"Lieutenant. As you may have noticed." I waved an arm round in general, indicating the scores of people hurrying around us. "We are extremely top heavy in women. There are sound reasons for that, some of which I gather you fully understand." Now I was indicating the refugees he had brought in. "Suffice to say some regulations have been relaxed and it's quite common for an available man to take two women or even more if he can handle them. Hell young man. I certainly didn't pick this bunch of girls. They picked me." I jerked a thumb at my
three girls who were smiling at me.
"I understand Sir and it makes sense. Explains the hat also I suppose." he shook everyone's hand introducing himself then mine again last. "When is the meeting, Sir?"
"Relax Lieutenant. Enjoy a tiny vacation for a few hours and we'll get together this afternoon. I have zombies to take care of at the moment, and no, I don't need you or your men's help. We got it covered. You’re safe here for now so take advantage of it. Surely the Army taught you that much, enjoy a little R&R."
"They did indeed, Sir. Thank you and Sir, and I'll see you when you're ready." he wandered off in the direction of a couple ladies who were beckoning to him. I'm sure a hot shower would be first on their list. Then a hot meal and who knows after that. They were smiling after all.
*****
Mi hombre did not get the last laugh, she thought. Cara was quite proud of herself over the black halters and bare midriffs. The look on her man's face when he saw them lined up in matching outfits was completely priceless. This is how you do it properly, was her thinking and her new sisters were all into the game of keeping their man on his toes. When Jean had first told her that Jay wanted that soldier girl and probably had been with her by now, she was instantly furious. Her temper almost got the best of her. As it had for sure in the past. She was working on controlling it because her temper had gotten her into a lot of trouble. She may be tiny in size but she knew she had a temper as bad as the worst man ever born.
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