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|Reassignment (standard:fantasy, 1398 words)|
|Author: Alpha43||Added: May 04 2005||Views/Reads: 2041/1204||Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)|
|What if you could pick baseball players from any or all generations to form one "All Time Greatest Team". The Military thought they would try the same theory when...|
REASSIGNMENT There was only one General in the room, so this 4 Star Officer in Khakis must be where I report: “Staff Sergeant Grenier reporting as ordered, Sir.” “At ease Sergeant. Let’s step away from the conference table so we can get away from all these Officers. Smoke ‘em if you’ve got ‘em. How was your trip?” Begging the Generals pardon, Sir. Trip? I’m not sure what the General is referring to. “Relax Sergeant, it’s just an expression, take a seat. Do you know who I am? No Sir. I had to check that insignia on your unique uniform to even recognize your unit, Sir. Every man here is a stranger to me. “Very well. We’re here for a top-secret mission briefing which includes you. I read your file: platoon leader with the 90th, served with General Patton. Then Normandy on D-Day... the Argonne... and the Battle of the Bulge. Three Purple-Hearts, Silver and Bronze Star. Frozen feet, trench-foot, gangrene, did you lose any toes?” No sir! If I might speak frankly? The European doctors talked like I might loose the entire left foot, but the American doctors in Belgium saved it. Those European doctors were totally overwhelmed. “Right, well, I’m glad you got by without amputations. You obviously got your ‘6Stroke4440’, but your file doesn’t indicate where or when? I’m sorry sir, but I have no recollection of what a ‘6Stroke4440’ might be. “Well you’re here aren’t you? How do you think your transfer came about? What did you do to... Whoa, Whoa, wait a minute, hang loose, I keep forgetting you late arrivals haven’t been briefed yet. Am I to assume you have no idea why you were recalled? Do you have any papers or orders? No Sir! “Take a seat Sergeant, I have some new orders for you. I guarantee this assignment’s orders will be unlike any you have been given before, let me finish before you ask any questions, and as strange as these orders will seem to you, you certainly will have questions. “First of all, this is beyond “TOP SECRET”! What you are about to hear was never said, and stays in this room, do you understand? If you wish for me to continue, your are in, there is no backing out once you are privilege to the dynamics of this event. A yes, I go on. A no means you are excused. Your first and final call, name it” Yes, I’m in, thank you Sir. “OK. We have selected just a few of the very best combat veterans for a special mission. Let’s say the ‘Cream of the Crop’. You may not remember, but you were issued a 6stroke4440 certification. Once this was approved by the Chief of Staff, it put you in the ‘USA Century ‘6’ Squad, 44th Ready Division, 40th Viper Unit’. You are about to be part of an elite unit like no other in the history of warfare. “Now, as far as Washington is concerned, this unit, the soldiers that make it up, and any directives for a mission like this one never existed. Every Geneva and international peace accord could be violated. None of the troops will be wearing the same uniforms, and some of you will be in street clothes or working in utility workmen uniforms. In fact, not all of the commando’s involved will be GI’s or even U.S. citizens. If captured by the enemy, the U.S. government will NOT acknowledge your orders, they will claim you are a renegade, and they will offer you no assistance or recourse. “Mission timing will be of the utmost importance, yet you will have no opportunity to practice or attempt to coordinate these battlefield Click here to read the rest of this story (99 more lines)
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