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Benji


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Disclaimer:

If you are under 18 or are offended by male to male sex, male to boy sex or 
pain, BDSM, S&M, either willing or unwilling. You should leave this site 
now. This Story is fiction, and it is in our future. The year is 2030 AD. 
And this is how it is.

Any names, places, or events are strictly coincidental.

Chapter 31

I could see as we flew into Mogadishu we were coming in from the north. The 
blue of the Indian Ocean could be seen. We landed in the court yard of what 
appeared to be an old fortress. I was ushered off the helicopter and into a 
hallway. One guard ahead and another behind. We went up several flights of 
stairs and then down a long hallway. We came to heavy wood door. The guard 
opened it and indicated for me to enter and then closed and locked the 
door.

The room was very well appointed. The stone floors were covered with thick 
carpets and several more adorned the walls. The room was dominated by a 
very large, but old fashioned bed, complete with netting surrounding it. 
There were several comfortable looking chairs, a table and chairs and a 
small bar, complete with several unopened bottles. When I looked in the 
side room, there was a large tub and shower. The main room had a large set 
of windows that opened onto a balcony. When I went outside I could see 
there would be no escape as there was nothing but a shear drop of about a 
hundred feet to the ground. I went back in, sat down to ponder my 
situation.

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 .............

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As Benjis' aircraft descended and slowed for landing at Burundi Airfield, 
he could see a vast armada of ships of the NorAm navy. When NorAm 
prosecuted a war they didn't go for half measures. Even as they began their 
descent they were under full escort by several Raptures. As the aircraft 
came in over Burundi City he could see several fires and lots of smoke over 
the city. The pilot landed in a hurry and taxied directly into a newly 
built concrete revetment. As it shut down Benji could see Mike and Geordie 
standing close by. Along with a good many very heavily armed Security 
Guards.

After deplaning, Benji, although saluted by both men, rushed up to both and 
embarrassed each. Just a hint of tears in his eyes.

"Welcome back Benji." Mike said.

"That goes double for me Sir." Geordie said.

"Any word Mike?"

"Yes Sir. Lets go to the Command Center and I'll bring you fully up to 
date."

As the men walked to the Command Center, Benji could see a lot of 
construction going on. There was also at one least Patriot Battery visible.

"Sudan has been lobbing Surface to Surface missiles into Burundi. Tom 
ordered in several Patriot Batteries to protect the City and the Airport."

The Command Center had been moved inside one of the Concrete revetments. It 
had also been expanded. Now housed in several connected trailers.

After everyone was in and seated at a conference table surrounded by large 
map screens Mike stood at the end of the table.

"Okay Benji this is what we know to date. The COD carrying Brin was located 
about 80 clicks north of Tombasa. The three crew and two security officers 
had been executed at close range, each with a single bullet between the 
eyes. Brin was not among the dead. Early this morning we got word from the 
South African Special Forces that several armored carriers arrived in 
Tombasa yesterday. They, at the time did not know that Brin's aircraft had 
been shot down. They also noted a Helicopter came and left the next 
morning. Just two hours ago the SA Special forces at Mogadishu noted a 
helicopter landing in the court yard of Mohamed Abduls fortress home 
outside Mogadishu. Mohamed Abdul is one of the most powerful Warlords in 
Somalia. His house is located about 3 clicks from the processing compound. 
We now believe he is controlling both the processing center in Tombasa and 
Mogadishu. Were not sure about Himcosha because it is south of Mogadishu. 
However it may be a good bet."

Benji just sat silently for several minutes after Mike had finished.

"Is there anyway to confirm that Brin is in Mogadishu?" he asked.

"No not yet, but. Sudan has placed a 2,000,000 dollar bounty on Brin's 
head. Dead or Alive. If Abdul has him he may want to see if Intersec or 
someone else will pay more. Also the SASF at Mogadishu are now trying to 
confirm if Brin is actually at the fortress."

"Any idea how long until we know for sure?"

"No Benji."

"Okay. The operation goes ahead as planned regardless. However I want the 
Loyal Eddies augmented with a Regiment of Tanks. Just in case Brin is 
actually in Mogadishu. Now I wish to go to the Good Hope. Get me 
 transport."

This last was not a request, but a direct order. Spoken softly but with a 
steel in it that brooked no dissention. Something Mike had not seen in 
Benji before. This was no longer that young fragile boy they had found in 
Alberta. This was the Commander of the Most Powerful Security Company in 
the world.

"Yes Sir!"

"I'm still just Benji to you Mike. But I want to see part of my family 
before we go into Mogadishu."

"Sir! Benji you won't be going into Mogadishu."

"Your wrong Mike. Brin Rescued me. Now I am going to rescue him. I will be 
going in to get him out where ever he is. Period. End of Discussion."

The way Benji said it, it did not leave anything for discussion. Benji had 
put it as Brin would have done. Give the order. Make it happen. Everyone in 
the Command Center had heard him. He hadn't said it loud, but in a clear 
voice that spoke of absolute conviction. Nothing or anybody would stand in 
his way.

Both Mike and Geordie looked at each other. Their response was simple and 
direct.

"Yes Commander!"

Benji got up and walked out of the Command Center. Standing just next to 
the stairs were Kisha and his other South African body guards. Benji looked 
at Kisha and then ran to him and wrapped his arms around him. Both Mike and 
Geordie could see that Benji was crying, deep down sobs of pure pain. Kisha 
just held him. Sharing his grief. The inner turmoil, the inner thoughts all 
surfacing at once. Benji was still the very vulnerable boy but, now had the 
steel in his being that made men love him even more. He was both Commander 
and Benji.

After several minutes, Benji stood back, but not before kissing Kisha.

"Okay lets go." he said.

Benji was led to an Osprey, but one he had never seen before. There were no 
huge props on the wing tips, instead just small nacelles. He stopped and 
looked at it.

Mike said.

"It's the latest version. Jet powered. The Osprey 2A."

He just entered and sat down, buckling the seat belt. Kisha and the other 
security following and sitting down. No sooner than they entered the 
aircraft spooled up and in no time they were airborne. As they flew over 
the arrayed ships off of Burundi Benji could see lights flashing between 
ships.

"What are they doing?" he asked the Comm. tech.

"It's just short message traffic Sir."

"What's the message?"

"Benjis' back."

That brought more tears to Benji. How could a fleet of ships from NorAm be 
so interested in just him. He really didn't know the effect his presence 
held for the entire NorAm navy. They loved him as much or even more than 
even his lover and partner Brin. It really was beyond his comprehension. 
The reality of the situation was that in part the NorAm navy felt 
responsible for the loss of Brin Sadac's aircraft. If their intelligence 
had noted that there was a reward for Brin, they would had laid on a 
heavier escort than they did. And now Brin wouldn't be lost. They needed to 
make amends. Now nothing would happen to Benji. Forty five minutes after 
take off the Osprey approach the Good Hope. The landing was smooth and 
quick.

As he jumped to the deck and after the Osprey lifted off, he was surrounded 
by hundreds of boys and girls. All trying to get close to their savior. 
Kisha and the others just stood back. Here Benji was King. Here they knew 
no one wanted anything less than just to touch and hold Benji. They loved 
him with something that was beyond imagination. Here he was among family. 
And Benji loved them back. He was inundated with questions. Where's Brin, 
where's our Father. Benji could just answer soon. Soon he will be here.

After almost two hours Benji was able to reach the Bridge.

"Welcome Home Son." Captain Fontaine said.

"Thank you Captain."

"Benji after this next operation we will be at capacity. I hope you have 
some place in mind where we can put all these boys and girls ashore."

"Yes Captain we do. It's called NAS Gilbert."

"Sorry never heard of it."

"It's in the Bermuda Islands. It was apparently a NAS Anti-Submarine base 
during World War 2. Brin found it and I understand that NorAm is 
reconditioning it to accept up to 10,000 people. I quite honestly don't 
know it's exact location."

"No matter. I am to understand the operation goes ahead regardless of the 
fact that Brin will not be here to over see it?"

"Yes."

"Have you any estimates Sir on how many slaves will be rescued in Africa?"

"I have only sketchy information available at this point. One Camp, Tombasa 
has only about 200 boys working there. If it is the same at the others that 
would make it about 1000. However it could be more or less."

"And the other two Camps?"

"Captain, it is only an estimate but, it could be anywhere from 1000 to 
6000. I just don't know."

"The Saint Peter's capacity is about the same as ours. She can handle about 
5000. If it is more than she will be hard pressed. However Captain Mateo 
will do what is necessary. We now have close to 3500 boys and girls on 
board."

"Do the kids here know Brin is missing?"

"No."

"I would prefer it Sir if they didn't know until, until..."

Benji broke down then. He just started to cry. He couldn't help it. 
Everything was just started to come into his mind. All the consequences, 
all the pain. All the hurt.

Captain Fontaine was very quick in grabbing Benji and just holding him. He 
then picked Benji up and took him down to his cabin. He held him until his 
young body stopped shaking.

"I'm going to give you something to let you sleep."

"No please Captain. I want to help rescue my love."

"Just a mild sedative Benji. I'll make sure your awake in time. But you 
need sleep. Brin may be able to go on for hours and hours but you need 
sleep."

The Captain injected Benji with a mild sleep drug. Then laid him gently on 
the bed.

"Sleep Son, sleep."

Captain Fontaine now looked down at a sleeping Benji. Warrior and Boy. 
Commander for sure, but still a boy. And I guess now he is my Commander too 
he thought. Yes I will go into the depths of hell for this young man. He 
has given all or part of him for every single young man and women on his 
ship. Could I do any less?

Benji slept for almost six hours. Watched carefully by Kisha and his two 
compatriots. No one disturbed his restless sleep. At one point Kisha had 
laid beside him as Dreams wracked his body and mind. Holding him and 
soothing him with quiet words. When Benji finally awoke, Kisha helped him 
undress and assisted him as he showered and cleaned up. Both were nude in 
the shower and as usual Benji was hard. Kisha just kneeled and sucked 
Benji. Relieving him of his pent up passion. When Benji went to 
reciprocate, Kisha backed off.

"No Benji. I don't need you. I am now your Servant, and regardless of what 
you say I will always be your servant. Like all the others around you I 
love you. But my love is not what you want and need. Soon we will find your 
only love, Brin, and God will not help his capturers, this I swear on my 
ancestors graves."

Benji dressed in his now cleaned armor and pressed Combat pants. He walked 
out into the Captains Suite. A very substantial meal was set on the table. 
And as usual he ate like a man who had being hungry for a lifetime. After 
eating he finished dressing. Kisha handed him his belt and sidearm.

"No. Like my Love I will go into this battle unarmed. My love for Brin will 
protect me."

Benji was escorted back up to the Bridge.

"Ah! Benji you look a hundred percent better."

"Any news Captain?"

"Yes. Some good and some bad."

"The good news first. Brin is being held in Mogadishu at the Fortress 
operated by Mohamed Abdul. It is on the far western edge of Mogadishu, 
almost 10 clicks from the coast. Abdul has demanded 25,000,000 in gold for 
his release. He wants an answer within 24 hours. The bad news is that there 
are far more young boys being held in Africa that either the Good Hope or 
the Saint Peter can handle."

"How many more?"

"The camps on the African mainland are all processing plants. They hold no 
more than about 600 boys, only boys, no girls. However the camp in Zanzibar 
is a plantation. There are about 1500 boys and girls there. There is also a 
guard force of over two hundred men. From information I have received from 
your Command is that the labor force in Zanzibar is all the males, while 
the girls are used just as entertainment. This bothers me very much as the 
STD's will be very hard to contain once we have them on board."

"Captain it may not be as bad as you think. When I was,..was in the Sultans 
service in Burundi I was vaccinated against most STD's. I would presume the 
girls were too. He wouldn't have wanted STD's running rampart in his 
 camps."

"That may be true Benji but, I will prepare for it anyway. Now is there 
away we can move some of the kids off my ship in preparation for the 
arrival of almost 2000 or more."

"I'm not sure Captain, but I will enquire with the NorAm navy and see if 
they can handle some of them."

"Good. Now I believe the Osprey sitting on the pad above the Bridge is for 
you. Good luck and long life Benji. Safe journey."

"Thank you Captain. I wish I had more time for my family."

"They will understand Son."

Benji walked up and hugged Captain Fontaine. The Captain had more than just 
a tear in his eye as Benji left.

As soon as Benji boarded the aircraft it spooled up and lifted off. No 
sooner than they were in the air, Benji could see multiple aircraft in 
escort. This flight was quite long as the aircraft headed for the assault 
ship Ortona.

It could be not lost on the Loyal Edmonton Regiment that they were on a 
ship named after one of the Battle Honors emblazoned on their colors. The 
NorAm navy had began to name Assault ships, not just after Marine Battles 
but also Battles of the Canadian Army. Since the naming of Carriers after 
Canadian Prime Ministers had started right after unification of Canada and 
the United States of America. Now it was very common practice. The luck of 
the Loyal Eddies was that the Their Assault on Mogadishu would be made from 
the Ortona.

The new Assault ships being built by NorAm, were not just Carriers. They 
had been built with the capability to actually land Forces on the beach. 
All were roll on roll off ships. But all were capable of actually moving up 
to a beach and unload the troops directly on to the beach. Although they 
all weighed in at almost 20,000 tons displacement, they were powered by 
small nuclear reactors supplying almost 12,000 tons of thrust to water jet 
engines.

The plan called initially for The Loyal Eddies to land north of Mogadishu 
and circumvent the main city. Now it had been changed. The Eddies would 
still land North of the City but, a Marine Assault Brigade would land in 
the port itself. They would pin down all in city forces while the Loyal 
Eddies would swing around and attack the Fortress and Camp. In the last 50 
to 75 years many nations had tried to subdue the Warlord System of 
Government in Somalia. Non had been victorious. Now it was not an objective 
to subdue. Now there would be no quarter asked or given. The Marines had 
their own reasons and the Loyal Eddies had theirs. God would not help any 
one who resisted.

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When Benji landed on the Assault Carrier it was totally blacked out. And 
pitch black out.

Once on board he was escorted to the Combat Information Center. Mike and 
Geordie met him.

"Welcome aboard Commander." they both saluted.

"Shouldn't you be with your Brigade Mike?"

"Yes Sir. However I have been given by direct order from General Israel 
that I accompany you. He told me in no uncertain terms that I was to 
protect you at all costs. He was given an ultimatum by his son and his 
partner Jacob that if anything happened to you they would never forgive him 
and would never speak to him ever. Ari loves his Son as strongly as you 
love Brin and he would move mountains for his lover. So I am here Sir."

"I'm still just Benji to you Mike."

"I'm sorry Benji, but you are now my Commander. As I can't easily call Brin 
by his name I can no longer call you anything other than my Commander."

Benji turned away from both men as the implications sunk in. God he hoped 
he was right. No he knew he was right. Brin is my Commander, my Saviour, my 
Love. But I love them all he thought. Turning back and with a voice tinged 
with tears and sorrow.

"Present Status of all Assault units."

General Edward Simms stepped forward.

"Sir, I have been appointed to coordinate all assaults on the African 
continent by General Blake. He has also appointed General Abrams, the 
Special Forces in theater Commander to coordinate the Assault on Tamawatu. 
Due to the numbers involved in Tamawatu he has also been given them another 
two Companies of Special Forces. All attacks will happen at the prescribed 
time. With the exception of the Loyal Eddies. They will be landed tonight 
at 0200 hours 20 clicks north of Mogadishu. There they will move in force 
into the desert north and west of Mogadishu, about 10 clicks from both the 
compound and the fortress we believe Brin is being held in. All their 
vehicles will be in desert camo and all will hide until the predetermined 
assault time."

"Now we have been in contact with Mohamed Abdul and have agreed to his 
terms. However we have also stated that we will need at least 72 hours to 
obtain, crate and prepare his ransom demands. He has agreed. South Africa 
has agreed to supply the Gold."

"Under Section Four, Paragraph 2 of the Rules of the International Security 
Command, We will never pay any ransom or demand for services under any 
circumstances." Benji said.

"Nor do we plan to pay him Commander. However, he more than likely has 
people in South Africa watching. If he saw us doing nothing he would get 
very suspicious. So we pretend. Benji, Commander we only used the idea of 
negotiation as a ruse. It gives us an additional 72 hours. Thirty Six hours 
from now he will be either dead or in custody."

"Take him alive General. I want to shoot him like he did my men." Benji 
said.

The total conviction and resolve in his voice gave both Mike and Geordie 
pause. They saw the absolute hate he felt for this Warlord. Benji was 
becoming more and more like Brin every second. He could feel love, love of 
those that were part of him, all the Corporation and every single man and 
women that was part of it. But he also could and did hate anyone who killed 
or hurt something he held very close to his heart. Benji was now more their 
Commander than others far older than he.

"Yes Sir." was all they could say.

Benji moved to one of consoles in the CIC. He asked the sailor there if he 
could be connected to the internet. The sailor stepped aside and showed him 
how he could connect. Benji punched in the command for the INTERSEC World 
Wide Net. He then put in his Command Code and then the day code. He began 
to review all the message traffic from his Headquarters. He relized it 
really was his Headquarters now until Brin was back. With almost 6 hours 
until the landing he took time to review and reply as best he could. One 
message stood out among all the rest. This message was very long and very 
involved.

Timed to coincide with the attacks on the African Mainland, Zanzibar and 
South East Asia, units from the 196th Independent Airborne Brigade would 
drop on Bor-Dango. Backed by the 12th and 23rd MEF, they would take and 
hold the International Airport in Bor-Dango, all the communication points 
and the police and military installations. Once the airport was secure, 
units from the NorAm Army would start landing to reinforce and take and 
occupy the rest of Bor-Dango. It also stated that the President of NorAm 
had scheduled a news Conference after the assaults took place. An 
Attachment had been added to the message. It was the Presidents Speech.

Benji printed it off and sat back to read.

 ...........

Well although I had absolutely no chance of escaping, I still planned any 
possible ways. I really had nothing else to do. There was no radio or even 
any books to read. There was also no clocks. So my estimate of the time was 
based solely on the position of the sun. I was fed very good, mostly 
western style meals. Other than that I was left totally alone. I even took 
a chance and stripped and enjoyed a long shower. I was able to rinse my 
armor and uniform, getting rid of the accumulated sweat.

I was not sure of the time, but it was late evening on my second day in 
this plush cell that the Warlord walked in.

"Comfortable Commander?"

"I'd be more comfortable someplace else."

"Soon Commander. The International Security Command has agreed to pay me 25 
million in gold for your release. They are making arrangements now. At most 
you will be only be here for another seventy two hours."

I wondered who had authorized that. My Company did not pay ransom demands 
under any circumstances. Regardless of the consequences.

"Really." I said.

"Yes indeed Commander. I think I could have asked for much more, but 25 
million will put me in a better position."

"I don't suppose you can tell me the date and time. With out a clock in 
here it really doesn't help. Although comfortable this is really just a 
cell."

"Yes indeed Commander. It is Friday the 10th of May I will have a radio put 
in and if you need anything else just ask. You are going to make me a very 
rich man Commander. It is the least I can do."

He then just turned and left.

Friday. The assaults were set to happen tomorrow night. Did anyone know I 
was here. God I hoped so. There had to be someway I could let the assault 
forces know I was here. I walked over to the bar in the room and looked 
over the bottles arranged there. I picked up a bottle of Scotch, cracked it 
and poured a liberal portion into a glass. I then sat down to think. Who 
ever had arranged the ransom exchange had set a 72 hour time frame. But I 
knew now the assaults would take place in about 36 hours. Mike had to have 
a hand in it. But what of Benji, my love. He must now know that I'm being 
held. That really must be hurting him. God I wanted him now so bad. I had 
never even thought that this might happen to me, or how he would react. 
Never again. I just sat and brooded as the sun slowly set.

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 ...........

The NorAm navy Seals had picked the landing place for the Eddies. The beach 
shallowed quickly so the Ortona could move very close to unload the 
Regiment and the battalion of tanks. The area of the landing had also been 
picked as there were no houses or traffic in the area. The main north south 
highway was well beyond the place picked to for the assault force to hunker 
down for the day. Nothing but sparse vegetation and sand. The landing went 
without incident.

Benji had landed in a M2A6 Command Carrier. The regiment and tanks had 
moved inland and now were concealed under Camouflage tents. Unless you knew 
they were there you could have walked to within twenty feet and not seen 
them.

The other assaults were also in position, most far out to sea, well below 
the horizon.

Before the Eddies landed Benji had talked to both the Captain of the Ortona 
and the Iwo Jima. Asking if they could embark 500 boys onto each of their 
ships. Telling them that the space was needed on the Good Hope to handle 
the influx from the camps on the continent. Both had readily agreed. Benji 
had transmitted this to Captain Fontaine and all through the day Boys were 
moved from the Good Hope to the Assault carriers. All were welcomed with 
open arms, the crews got a first hand look at what was at stake. The NorAm 
navy sailors were overwhelmed by these young men. And all found a new 
reason to help in any way possible these kids. And kids gave back the love 
ten fold. They may have been mostly gay or Bi but, They insinuated their 
way into the hearts of these tough sailors. What they gave was love, not 
sexual love but genuine love, love of been just held, love of holding on, 
even just the curiosity of young minds. And the sailors took them to them 
totally.

As preparations were made to land Benji sat on the ramp of the Carrier he 
would land with. It seemed that ever single man in both The Loyal Edmonton 
Regiment and the 1st of the 3rd Marine Tank Battalion came up to shake his 
hand, or say few words. Benji was overwhelmed at the love they seemed to 
exude. When Mike came up Benji asked.

"Why Mike? I am no different than I was before."

"Your wrong Commander. They believe in you and in your love for Brin. They 
would gladly and without hesitation kneel before you. I and all those who 
meet and see you have become enthralled at your dedication and love. Brin 
may be your God, but you are his General. We, all, all the forces you 
Command will walk gladly into hell for you. And for Brin."

"I'm not a General. I don't know how to fight. I don't know how to make 
war. I'm just a kid."

Mike grabbed Benji and pulled him into an embrace. He kissed him on the 
forehead.

Benji started to cry.

"You see Mike. I'm not a General. Generals don't cry."

"Your wrong Commander. All Generals cry. But mostly on the inside. All 
Generals and Commanders cry. They cry because they have to send young men 
into battle, knowing full well that some of those young men will die. They 
can't prevent it, but the young men they send also know they might die, yet 
still all those young men still go. The deference is you my young Commander 
can't hide what you feel and the men love you more for it. More to the 
point is you are now placing yourself in harms way. You have said that you 
will lead this Assault. I don't agree, but I will follow you unto hell 
itself and Loyal Edmonton Regiment and the First of the Third Marine 
Armored Battalion will lead the way."

At 0200 hours the assault Carrier Ortona landed the Loyal Eddies and it's 
supporting armor.

Far to the south the Carrier Tacoma was making preparations. The Tacoma 
wasn't an Attack Carrier. She was for and intents and purposes a transport. 
What she carried on her deck was or in her hold was 22 Osprey, 6 Super 
Stallions and 15 Seahawks. She was considered a fleet auxiliary. In this 
Action she would play a very pivotal role. Her Osprey would land the Second 
Special Forces, and then begin the evacuation of the kids in Tamawatu. 
First to the Tacoma and later to the Good Hope.

The Second Atlantic Fleet had rounded the Cape was now steaming into the 
Indian Ocean. The two Attack carriers, the Fox and the Lincoln, surrounded 
by almost 60 ships was steaming in a north easterly course. Timed to arrive 
off Mozambique and Zanzibar at 1900, 11 May.

 ..................

My day went by very slowly. Even the radio didn't help. All I could get was 
Islamic Stations. I couldn't understand the words and music sucked. I sort 
of wallowed in misery. What was happening. I had to shut down my cooling of 
my armor, afraid the batteries might run out and then my uniform would 
revert to grey. I sat on the balcony watching the sun set. I knew it was 
11th of May. Now I had only to just wait. Regardless of what happened in 
the next few hours I was going get out of here if I had to kill everything 
that got in my way.

 ......................

The Loyal Eddies and the Marines were under cover. The heat was really 
suppressive, close to the mid 30c. But with no wind to give some relieve. 
All the troops under took it in stride having been in Sudan and under the 
relentless heat. Benji never had. And the waiting was driving him to almost 
insanity. Mike tried several times to just get him to relax, Save your 
energy Commander. But he would have none of it. He talked and visited 
almost every single soldier of the almost 1200 men hidden. Always 
accompanied by Kisha , Ana and Beko. His assigned African body guards.

He sat down by a marine carrier. A Sgt brought out a large bottle of water.

"Thanks Sgt."

In the background behind a young marine was playing a tape real low. As he 
sat and listened tears started down his cheeks. This is what men fight for 
he thought. He didn't know the song, but it pulled at his heart and his 
soul. He knew now that he would find and rescue his love.

Warriors don't fight for there Generals, they fight for their past and 
their Regiments past. They fight for their sons and daughters. If I asked 
any one of these young men why they fight they would probably say because I 
was here, but in reality they fight for something higher. I love these men 
all of them, Benji thought, But I am just a 17 year old boy. Why me, Why 
me?

Benji cried as he made his way back to the Command Carrier.

"Mike I want a side arm and a submachine gun."

"Yes Sir."

" I will be leading the assault on the fortress while you rescue the boys 
from the camp."

"NO! No. I won't permit it Commander. Brin would never forgive me if 
anything happened to you."

"Are you prepared to disobey a direct order from your Commander Mike."


With tears running down his face. "YES SIR. Even if I have to restrain you, 
I will not let you lead. I love you Benji as I love Brin. I would never 
allow him to lead any assault and I won't allow you Sir."

"And if he needs help Commander, I will prevent you too." General Mayes 
said.

"Is this what Brin called a revolt in the ranks?"

This was interrupted by a communications Sgt.

"Sir we just received a coded communication from General Masubo. He is 
entering the Fortress now."

The time was 1830 11 of May.

"What, what, alone. Get ready to move out Generals. Now."

"Benji it is too soon, we have to wait to make sure every attack takes 
place at the same time."

"MAKE IT HAPPEN NOW!" Benji screamed.

"Now Generals, Now!"

The clear and absolute conviction in his voice made it clear to every 
single man with earshot that he Commanded. The reaction was immediate. Camo 
was discarded and 1200 men and 45 tanks, 30 APC's charged toward Mogadishu. 
Benji was attacking an hour earlier than had been planned, but the assault 
was executed with such precision that the camp and the fortress didn't know 
what was happening until it was almost over.

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I was sitting feeling really sorry for myself. Fuck I couldn't do a thing. 
I heard a loud clang on the balcony. The guards outside my prison heard it 
too and rushed in. One guard rushed onto the baloney and I saw him looking 
down. The next thing I heard was a gurgling sound, the other guard heard it 
to and headed for the balcony. Not even thinking I tackled him, surprised 
he went down and I pressed his weapon over his throat. As he struggled, out 
of the corner of my eye I saw a long black leg close by. The soldier under 
my pressure died. I stood up brandishing the weapon.

As I stood I was enveloped in the arms of Kimbo.

"What are you doing here. Your Prime Minister Forbid you to be involved 
Kimbo."

"I am sorry Brin, but where you are involved I don't care what my Prime 
Minister says. My men reported to me that you were here. So now I am. But 
we must leave now the Assault takes place in less than a hour."

"NO! I want that Warlord. I want him to feel the same as my men."

"Brin you should not feel that way."

"You wrong Kimbo. My Company was built on the idea that every single man 
and women is important to me, without exception. Every single man and women 
I love. Destroy part of my Company family and I will go to the ends of the 
earth to revenge their death. Weather it is one or ten thousand it is all 
the same to me."

"Brin in Combat that is not good tactics."

"Kimbo, I love you. I love Benji with everything I have. I love all those 
boys and girls I have rescued. I love every single man and women in my 
Company. If any one tried to hurt or kill any of who I love I would use 
everything in my power to make them pay."

Kimbo did something I hated most. He kneeled with his head almost touching 
the floor.

Before he could say a word I heard Bagpipes.

"You hear that." I said

You hear bagpipes?"

"Yes I do. I think your Regiment is Coming. But they are early. I suspect 
their Commander has ordered them to attach now."

"Their Commander?"

"Brin it is Benji. He is coming for you. He is a very changed young man."

"I can't believe that. Mike would never allow it."

"MY Friend, You made Benji your deputy. When you were shot down he took 
Command. I have been told that when he commands he speaks with such 
conviction that no one can deny him. If he Commanded Mike, Mike would 
follow him without question. His love for you Brin makes Benji an even more 
formidable Commander than You."

"And now he and His and Your Loyal Eddies are coming, even with the pipes 
playing. I pity any who oppose them. The Eddies I know will give no 
quarter, regardless of cost. The Marines who landed with them will drive 
into hell to back the Eddies."

"Brin you can hate me for saying it but, You are God to everyone who loves 
you. All the kids you rescued ask for their father their God. No matter 
where you go, no matter how you will deny it, they will all call you their 
God. Brin you are A God to me, and I will gladly walk into hell knowing you 
love me as you do, Everyone of your family. I consider you now my father 
and my God."

I could only turn away and cry. I'm not a god, just a simple man. Why? Why?

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