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08-29-2012, 12:44 AM | #81 |
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From the start of the mission execution to the time they got to the boat, almost two and half hours had passed. Shipwreck did some calculations and the boat did not have enough gas to make it to Guantanamo. So he drove the boat around the marina to find a gas pump.
By the time they got the gas tanks filled up and started to depart Havana another hour had passed. Doc told them that the tranquilizers would put the targets to sleep for at least 4 hours. Multiple hits will add another estimated two hours. Also Doc warned them that using two much can be fatal. Lady Jaye and Flint discussed it and being that Zartan is a big physically fit individual he could probably handle another dose. So without flinching, Lady Jaye pulled out her pistol and shot another dart at Zartan's ass. The trip to Guantanamo took about three hours. Shipwreck steered the boat while Flint watched Zartan as Lady Jaye slept.
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08-29-2012, 12:33 PM | #82 |
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Crisfield, Md - 3:30 AM
Scarlett woke up and found that Duke was not in bed. She looked at the clock and wondered for where he could be. Duke usually got up at about 5 am to either swim in the bay or run. But it was too early. Scarlett got up, put on her robe and went downstairs to see if Duke was alright. She found Duke about half asleep in the study. "Honey, is everything okay?" Asked Scarlett. This half startled Duke. He looked up and looked at his watch. "Oh hi. Yeah everything is fine. Last night I got a call from Lady Jaye that she and her team are getting ready to apprehend Zartan in Havana." "Well did they?" asked Scarlett excitedly. "Flint called in about half an hour later and said they did. They were on their way to Guantanamo to deliver Zartan and question him there. But it's been over five hours since their last check in and frankly, I'm getting worried." "Duke, you have three highly trained people. I really would not worry about them unless you hear otherwise. Now come back to bed." Duke knew she was right and he was tired. He had a very stressful day and this morning will not get any better. He reached out his hand for Scarlett and she came over and put her arms around him. He undid her robe and felt her naked body underneath. "Now, let's go back to bed." Scarlett said as she took Duke's hand and led him back to their bedroom. Andrews AFB - 10:00 AM Duke and Breaker drove up to the guard station and submitted their credentials to the guard. The guard saluted and told them where to go. Down at the flight line were six V-22 Ospreys and two C-130J's. On the side of the fuselage was the familiar "G.I.JOE" symbol. This put a smile in Duke's face. President Madison delivered one of his promises. Then Duke thought about something. They had aircraft but no pilots. Wild Bill was still inactive because of his injuries. Just then he saw the cargo door of the second Osprey open and somebody walked down the ramp. Duke recognized the man, who had a giant smile on his face. "Updraft!!! Good to see you, what are you doing here?" "Somebody told me you needed a damn good pilot!!!" Duke looked at Breaker and smiled. He knew Breaker had something to do with Updraft coming back. "That we do." "I need a co-pilot though, and it looks like you are in no condition to do it. Breaker, can you still fly one of these birds?" Asked Updraft. "It's been a while since I got checked out in one of these, but yeah I think I could." Breaker answered. "Then get your butt on the right seat and let's go. I've already done the pre-flight so we can leave as soon as you gentlemen board the aircraft." In about 15 minutes, the three Joes were airborne and headed to Staten Island... to the PITT.
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08-29-2012, 01:46 PM | #83 |
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After Duke got the news that over half of the Joes over at Stalker Securities were coming back, he instructed Breaker to send a message to all former Joes who are on active duty that if they were interested, to report to the PITT.
The PITT in Staten Island was placed in stand by operational mode since the Joes moved their HQ to GW PITT. Meaning, that a skeleton crew maintained and guarded the PITT making sure that if needed, it can be reactivated within 24-48 hours. The Osprey carrying Duke, Updraft and Breaker approached from the South. Ever since the Joes left, air traffic to and from the PITT was handled by the tower at Newark so the transmission than came in caught everybody in the Osprey by surprise. "Osprey 112, this is the GI Joe motor pool we see you approaching from the south. What are your intentions?" "Joe motor pool this is Osprey 112. We have the Joe commander on board and we intend to land." "Understood. Welcome back Duke!!!" Duke recognized the voice. "Bombstrike?" "Yes sir. We have a welcome home party prepared for you down here." Duke was smiling ear to ear and he slapped Breaker on the shoulder and shook his hand. When the Osprey landed, over 40 former Joes were lined up saluting them. Beachhead and Stalker were front and center. Duke walked up to them and returned their salute. "Welcome back, Gentlemen." "Good to be back, Sir."
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09-21-2012, 11:07 PM | #84 |
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Guantanamo Bay Naval Station - The same time
Zartan was tied to a chair. The room was lit by a single light bulb about five feet from his face. The rest of the room was dark. Cameras were mounted behind two-way mirrors from different sides of the room. Above him were several microphones so sensitive, it can hear the wings of a flying bug. He was coming into consciousness slowly. But he was still very groggy. He looked around to check his bearings and realized he must have been in an interrogation room held by the Americans. If he had to guess, it would be Guantanamo. He smiled to himself. He knew that the American's did not have it in them to torture him. He can have a lot of fun with them. Still he prepared himself. He remembered the training he received in Saint Cyr all those years ago on how to deal with the pain of torture. Zartan told himself that he was ready to deal with whatever they do to him. "Bring into on!!!" he told himself. "Can I get you something? Coffee? Alka Seltzer?" A female voice came from across the room. Zartan was surprised but did not show it. "What about a lap dance? I've always wondered what those your knockers looked like underneath that tight uniform of yours, Lady Jaye." Zartan said. Smiling wryly. Lady Jaye was thankful that Flint was not there to hear that. Since Zartan was under US Military control, Flint was recalled back to the PITT by Duke. Shipwreck was still there sitting in one of the dark corners, observing. Lady Jaye knew not to play into Zartan's mind games or maybe to play along and maybe it might get her further. "I don't know about that? Seeing those nasty girls you were with, I wouldn't touch you with a ten foot pole." said Lady Jaye. Zartan laughed. "C'mon baby. Just a peak. Whip'em out. I'm sure the boys on the other side of the mirrors would appreciate it too." Shipwreck clenched his fist. He readied himself. Lady Jaye just smiled. "So I guess that is a no on the coffee. Well then let's get started."
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09-26-2012, 01:38 AM | #85 |
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"So what were you doing in Havana?" Lady Jaye asked.
"Wasn't it obvious? I was there to get me some. Until you bastards ruined the party." "Get you some what? Could you be more specific?" Of course Lady Jaye knew what he meant but she needed his responses not to be vague for the record. Also it was part of her game. "Y'know what I mean love." Zartan smirked. "Well then, we'll get back to that later." Then Lady Jaye reached into a cigar box and pulled out a cigar. And sniffed it. Zartan looked at her with some annoyance in his eyes. "Those are mine." Snarled Zartan. "This smells good. Do you mind if I have one? Oh and I am sure Duke and Flint would love one too." Lady Jaye took three cigars and put it in her pocket. "I heard these are the finest quality. Same kind that Fidel smokes." "You wouldn't know a good cigar if I stuck it in your..." "In my what? Be careful Zartan. You wouldn't want to piss me off." Zartan tried to calm his annoyance. He knows how good those cigars from Destro were. And he knows that without Destro it would be almost impossible to get them again. And yet knowing how this woman is just going to waste them it getting to him. Then he realized that is what she is trying to do, get to him. So he tried to clear his mind and mess with hers. "So Zartan, where does a guy like you get cigars like these?" Aaked Lady Jaye. "If you really want to know then you have to give me something in return, love". And his smirk came back. "You really are in no position to negotiate. You have nowhere to go, you are in a maximum security facility. Your people don't know where you are and believe me for all I care, you can rot here forever." "Actually I am in a position to negotiate. I have something you want. You want to know where Destro and Cobra Commander are. So you really don't want me to rot here in silence. Give me something I want, and I will tell you what you want to know." Lady Jaye looked at him and decided to play along. "So what is it you want?" She asked. "First I want you to put back two of those cigars in your pocket. Then I want you to take the other one and amuse me with it." Lady Jaye knew that this was going nowhere fast. She decided to take a break and re-think her strategy. The biggest thing is to make Zartan think he won this round. She wants Zartan to think that he has the upper hand against her and she wants him to underestimate her and let his guard down. She took two of the cigars out of her pocket and put them back in the box. Then she took the last one out of her pocket, gave it a sniff and put it back in her pocket and then she walked away.
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10-17-2012, 11:50 PM | #86 |
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Casablanca, Morocco
Destro got up from bed and walked to the bathroom. He had trouble sleeping because his back was sore from over 40 hours of flying. Unlike Cobra Commander, Destro saw himself as a business man first and foremost. His ambition was to become the world's greatest arms supplier and not rule the world. With that being said, Destro has maintained good relations with a lot of his clients most of which really do not care about international law. Though most of his wealth and resources have been ceased or frozen by the international courts, he still had some substantial reserves. But more importantly, he still had connections. He arrived in Morocco the previous night. As he exited his plane, he was greeted at the dock by Abdor Muhammad. A prominent businessman and is among the wealthiest men in Northern Africa. Muhammad is also the leader of a secretive militant group who seeks to overthrow the Moroccan royalty. Through the years Destro has supplied his cause with weapons to carry out his "war" against the Moroccan royalty. Muhammad welcomed Destro with open arms and led him to his car. "It is good to see you my friend. It has been too long." Said Muhammad. "Thank you for your hospitality, Abdor. It is also good to see you." Destro replied.
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"So how is your secret war against the royalty proceeding?" Asked Destro.
"Not going well. Many of my supporters have gone into hiding and some have just lost the will to fight. I still have a very sizable cache of weapons. All I need is an army to use it." Replied Muhammad. That was the answer Destro was hoping to hear. He did not let his excitement show. He decided to try to find out more. "That idiot that we call a King is clueless about how I feel. The imbecile even had dinner at my house last night." Destro decided to appease Muhammad by showing interest in his story. "Are you serious? What was he doing at your house?' Destro asked. "For the past month or two, he has been trying to summon me to the palace to discuss some business. I have told my secretaries to let tell him that I am too busy. I believe that if the king needs me, he should come to me. Finally yesterday he sends a messenger to my office asking if it was alright for him to visit me in my house. I said yes and as a sign of welcome I sent an invitation for him to dine at my house. The idiot came and no sooner have we sat down to dinner did he start begging me to help finance to erection of 100 telecommunication towers all over Morocco. The fool offered me a 51% partnership stake in the project. I had nothing to loose so I agreed. Afterwards, he embraced me and told me that I am one of his trusted friends. I had to control myself from bursting out laughing." Muhammad bragged. Destro pretended interest since he knew the story was more than likely exaggerated. He decided to ask Muhammad about the unused arms cache that he mentioned earlier. "So how is the condition of your armory?" "I am not sure. They are buried in a trailer in the middle of the dessert. Hopefully they are still in good condition." The wheels in Destro's head started to spin. He needed to tread lightly. "How is the Baroness?" Asked Muhammad. This caught Destro by surprise. He knew Muhammad had a fondness for the Baroness. Hell Muhammad had a strong fondness for anything in a skirt. He seriously thought himself to be God's gift to women. "She is doing well." "Why didn't you bring her with you? The beaches of Casablanca are beautiful this time of year. And I would have loved to see her in a bathing suit." Muhammad added as he chuckled. Destro was not amused, but he did not let his irritation show. He instead decided to change the topic. "Where are we going?" Asked Destro. "To my private villa near the sea shore." "Is it safe?" Asked Destro. "My dear friend, not even my wife knows about it. I use it for my... well, secret rendezvous." Answered Muhammad. He smirked and gave Destro a naughty wink. "If you want I can send two or three of my finest girls to you tonight. All of them gorgeous. Firm beautiful bodies and angelic faces." "All of them defiled by your undoubtedly diseased member." Destro thought. But instead he just politely declined and explained that he is exhausted from his trip and would like to rest instead. Muhammad jokingly called into question his manhood for turning down such a gift. Destro just smiled and once again thanked his host for his hospitality. Two minutes later, they arrived at the villa. Destro bid his host goodnight and grabbed his luggage from the trunk. Once he got inside, he opened the smaller one of his luggage. He got out his Glock 19, chambered a round and set it on a desk. Next he got out his laptop and plugged it in. He attached a scrambled wireless modem to it and turned it on. Then he pulled a chair, sat down and started typing an email. "Arrived at first destination. Made contact. Package is available. Will start phase one tomorrow." He hit send. Waited for a confirmation that his message was sent, then he shut off the laptop got up and crashed on the bed.
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I'm enjoying the character development, and there's some nice depth to the storyline.
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After getting out of bed, Destro decided to jump in the shower. Before he did so, he looked at the clock beside the bed and it said 6:45.
As he was showering, he started to think when his last good shower was. It was back in Havana, over three days ago. Then he thought about Zartan and their deal. Then he heard something. He turned off the shower and listened, there definitely was a noise coming from inside the condo. He grabbed a towel, dried off quickly then covered himself. Then he reached under his pillow and found his Mauser broom handle pistol. He knew there was a bullet in the chamber because he always kept his gun that way. Slowly he made his way out of his bedroom. The noise seems to be coming from the kitchen. He hid behind a wall and when he entered the kitchen he saw Muhammad unwrapping some breads and some merguez (Moroccan lamb sausage). He also smelled some coffee. Muhammad looked up from what he was doing and saw Destro with a gun pointed at him. Muhammad expecting this looked at Destro and smiled. "No need for that my friend. I have brought some food." Muhammad said. Destro lowered his gun and looked at his friend. "Five years ago you would not have been so lucky." Destro said. "Five years ago, you would not have needed my help for anything." replied Muhammad. "Now go finish your shower and then we will eat and we will talk." Destro turned around and went back to the shower. After he finished, he shaved, got dressed and went back to the kitchen to meet Muhammad. Muhammad was seated at the head of the table drinking coffee. He stood up and asked Destro to sit beside him. "What would want to drink?" Asked Muhammad. "Some coffee and some fruit juice if you have some." Replied Destro as he sat down. Muhammad said something in Arabic, all of a sudden a beautiful young woman appeared from the kitchen with a tray with a cup of coffee and orange juice. She placed them in front of Destro. Then she said in perfect English that breakfast would be ready in five minutes. After getting over his surprise he looked at Muhammad. "What? If I let her in by herself this morning, you surely would have shot her." Muhammad said. Destro agreed. "Who is she?" "My assistant, my chef, my chauffeur, my lover. She is whoever I want her to be." Muhammad said with a smile. Destro showed his irritation. "Relax my friend, she is trustworthy. She has been with me loyally for three years. I am more than her benefactor. To her I am God. And anything I say is law." Said Muhammad seriously. Destro knew he was probably exaggerating, but he needed Muhammad's favor so he decided to let the matter go. A few minutes later the woman appeared again from the kitchen with two covered plates and she set them in front of the men. As she uncovered it, the plate had some eggs, lamb sausage, some bread and sliced fruit all beautifully prepared. Destro then realized how hungry he was and started eating. He polished off everything on his plate in a few minutes, not realizing his friend was watching him. "You seem very hungry my friend. Would you want some more?" Out of politeness, Destro almost said no. Then he thought about the last time he ate something and could not even remember when or what he ate. He agreed and Muhammad gave him his plate, which he never touched and watched Destro eat. "I am sorry Muhammad, but I did not realize how hungry I was." "Don't apologize my friend. Eat as much as you want, we have plenty. Now my friend, tell me about this venture that you mentioned in your email." Destro was wiping some egg yolk off his plate with a piece of bread. He ate the bread and then took a drink of his orange juice. Then he looked at Muhammad. "How far are your weapons cache?" "About 40 to 50 miles from here. It is buried in the desert." "Can we get access to it?" "It would take some doing, but yes we can." "When can I see it?" "This afternoon. Maybe. What are you up to, my friend." "Make it happen and I will tell you about it later."
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