Date: Mon, 9 Feb 2015 15:31:42 -0700
From: Brian <suddar40@shaw.ca>
Subject: Sandpiper II/7

SANDPIPER


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Book Two

Chapter 7


"What the hell? Jake forget the uniforms. I invited John over for
dinner. I'll call him and invite the commander over too. From what Anna
told me he lied to me when he said he had never met her. Maybe when he is
confronted by Anna and Erick we can screw his little ass."

"Good plan Ed. I'd like to beat that cocksuckers head in."

"Let's keep the violence to a minimum."  I chuckled.

I went to the galley to inform Andy of our extra guests for dinner. The
smell of cooking filled the galley and made my mouth water.

"What's for dinner Andy? Sure smells great."

"Well I asked Erick what he thought Anna would like and he said how about
pot roast. Well I couldn't find anything on pot roast so I figured Roast
Beef would be okay. I hope that's good Ed."

"It will be fine Andy. Pot Roast for your information is a roast of beef
done in a closed pot and allowed to cook in its own juices. Usually one of
lesser roasts are used and covering the pot makes the beef more
tender. Roast Beef is just as good."

I headed down to my Stateroom. Five boys were there in different stages of
dress.

"You boys need to dress nice for dinner tonight. We are having guests on
board."

"I wish I never had to wear clothes again." Erick said.

"Well that might cause problems Erick. You are very nice to look at nude,
but I'm not sure how Anna or our guests would take it. You are about the
same size height wise to Siam. I'm sure he can find you something nice to
wear tonight."

"You like me like this?" Erick said as he kind of posed.

"Yes Erick you are a very good looking young man."

While I had been talking I had been undressing. I needed another
shower. Once nude I just headed for my shower. I kind of expected I
wouldn't alone in the shower, I seldom was. I was somewhat surprised only
Erick joined me.

"Can I help you Ed?"

"Help or hindrance Erick?" I laughed as I pulled him under the spray.

I poured body wash on his shoulders and began to wash him. He looked up at
me. I had to be very careful, I could very easily fall in love with this
young man. He just stood as I washed him. After giving him a real good
wash, I went to one knee and handed him the body wash.  He went at it like
a pro. My problem was his six inch very hard, and thick cock was about six
inches from my face. I just leaned forward and let it sink into my
throat. His whole body jerked and he thrust forward. He came almost
instantly. A nice sweet load of boy sperm. I had to hold him up or I think
he would have fallen over. He pulled out of my mouth and quickly finished
washing me. As I stood up he went to go down on me. I stopped him.

"Later Erick you can have all you want. Now we have to get ready for our
guests."

"You promise?" Erick said.

"Yes Erick I promise." I lifted his chin and gave him a peck on the lips.

He just smiled. We dried off and went out to dress. Next surprise, none of
the other boys were in the Stateroom. Siam had laid out a pair of tight
underwear and white Sandpiper shorts and a blue t-shirt for Erick. Why did
I think I was being manipulated?

"Boy are these snug." Erick said when he got the underwear on.

"That is to keep that nice spike down." I laughed.

"Well I don't know if it will work. There such a lot of nice looking guys
on board."

I put on underwear and light pair of slacks. White shirt, no tie and deck
shoes.

"Ready buddy?"

"I guess, these are real nice."

The salon on Sandpiper had been changed into a formal dinning area. The
long hardwood table had been pulled out of storage and set up. All the
chairs were from the lounge. Anna I saw sitting sipping a glass of red
wine. Jake in his White RN Summer Uniform looked exactly as I would expect
a Royal Navy Captain would look like. All the boys were moving around
setting up the table. They were pulling out all the stops for this
one. Even the china I had never used was set up with real silverware.

The back deck had the awning over it and set up as the lounge. Jerry was
tending bar back there. I grabbed a scotch and sat and watched.

Erick went over and was talking to his Mom. Everyone was busy it seemed,
but me. I doubted they would let me do anything. Jake wandered over and
handed me a fairly thick file that Jason had down loaded.

The file sort of confirmed my idea that Anders had brought his wife and kid
to Tonga to put the Navy off. He had abandoned them here only sending them
enough money to keep them here while he set up in a country without
extradition treaty with the US. Brazil was where I believed him to
be. However that file also opened up something else. It made me really
wonder if the Commander was in on the theft, but got jilted by the four
others. That would explain his continued interest in Anna and Erick.

When I looked the table had only been set up for eight. When I asked Siam
he said that was all there was room for.  Everyone else would eat out on
the aft deck.

Dead on seven PM the limo arrived with the Council General and the
Commander.

"AS Captain I will greet them." Jake laughed.

I looked out one of the Salon windows. It appeared to like the John and the
Commander were arguing. Abruptly John walked to Sandpipers gangplank.  I
saw John had on a similar attire to what I was wearing. Light slacks, white
shirt with no tie. The only thing that made him look official was the small
pin of his office on his left breast.

Jake saluted John and the commander saluted Jake. Jake escorted John inside
and out to the aft deck. I rose and shook his hand.

"Welcome aboard again John. John this is Anna Anders and that young man is
Erick Anna's Son. I won't introduce you Commander. From my understanding
you have met them both on several occasions."

The look on the Commanders face was one that just stepped in something very
smelly and very bad.

"But I thought?" John started, but I stopped him.

"WE can talk about that later John. What are you drinking?"

"A Scotch would be fine."

I found out John had only been Consol General for less than a year, so he
would not have known about Anna and Erick. After some more small talk, Siam
announced dinner.

Dinner turned out to be perfect and just what the doctor ordered for
Anna. She was very verbal in her praise of my chef Andy. Erick ate like a
boy starved. Everyone commented on the dinner.

After dinner I led Anna, along with John, the Commander, Jake and Jason up
to my office off the bridge. Anna turned down another glass of wine, but I
got everyone else what they wanted.

Before I sat down I handed John a folder.

"Inside you will find two applications for US Passports for Anna and Erick
Anders, complete with photos and fingerprints. I want new Passports issued
to both within 48 hours."

John opened his mouth to speak. I held up my hand.

"I'm not finished yet John. You have been here less than a year so you
don't know everything this LT. Commander has been up to. For the last
several years he has steadfastly refused to allow the issue of New
Passports to Anna and Erick. It is his contention that they know the where
bouts of Ensign Gerald Anders, the Man who is alleged to have stolen 2.5
million dollars from the Navy."

"Now I don't know why he has been so steadfast in his conviction, but I
reality I don't care. Commander I have some very powerful friends in both
the State Department and Navy. I know that power in the Navy comes from my
honorary position as Commodore, but to me even it doesn't matter. If I was
to wear a uniform, I'd be wearing one Star on my lapel. Even as an honorary
position that throws some weight in Navy circles."

When you told me yesterday you would not issue a new Passport, you pissed
me off so I made some enquiries. Guess what Commander, I suspect there is a
message waiting for you when you return to the Consulate. John it won't be
an official complaint unless those passports are not issued."

"First off Ed, you'll get your passports. As for you Commander, you can
start packing. As far as I'm concerned you are no longer Military Attach?
at the Consulate here."

Before anyone could say anything Temin knocked and put his head in the
door.

"Sorry Ed, but there is an officer here to see the Consul General."

"Show him in Temin."

The biggest Marine Officer I had ever seen stooped to come through the
door.

"Yes Lt. Nelson."

"Sir, I have priority Traffic for you." He handed the Consul General a
Message.

"Is there something else Lt?"

"Yes Sir. I have an order here from the Director of NCIS to place Commander
Witherspoon under close arrest pending his transfer back to DC. Transport
is coming for him."

All the color drained from the Commanders face. I looked at Jake. He had a
Cheshire grin on his face. What the fuck had he been up to?

The Commander never said a word, just got up and followed the Marine
Officer out of the office.

John read the message he got and put it in his pocket.

"I wonder what that is about?" I said to no one in particular.

"Mrs. Anders, I sincerely apologize for everything you have been put
through here by the Commanders actions. I'll make arrangements for you and
Erick to travel anywhere you may wish to go."

"Thank you Sir, but I think Ed has already made some arrangements."

"My Father in Law is sending an aircraft to pick up Anna and Erick. I've
arranged to get her into Hospital in Palikir. He'll be here as soon as I
call."

"That's very generous of you Ed. You can bill any expenses to the State
Department."

"Well I'm sure Anna and Erick doesn't have much to wear, so why not take
them shopping for what ever they need and we'll call it square."

"That would be my pleasure Ed. Mrs. Anders; I'll have a car here for you
both around ten tomorrow if that is satisfactory?"

"Thank you Sir. That would be fine."

WE talked for about an hour and then Anna begged off to rest. I had one of
the boys escort her to her stateroom. A half hour later John left.

Jake and I retired to the aft deck to talk.

"So how did you manage to pull that off Jake?"

"Just by chance Ed. I remembered I had an old friend who is now a liaison
officer at the British Embassy in Washington. He was once a Navy Shore
Patrol Officer, but now is with Scotland Yard. I sent him the file and
asked if he could get it into the appropriate hands. He turned it over to
the Director of NCIS. The rest is as they say history." He chuckled.

"I'm pretty sure your name was mentioned as well."

"Okay. I think once Anna and Erick are gone we'll plan to head north."

"Samoa?"

"Yeah, that's a good place to start. From there we are about 4,000 miles
from Hawaii or an almost equal distance the other way to Micronesia."

"Well that will give us lots of choices from there."

"Make it so Captain."

"Aye, aye Sir." Jake laughed.

Being pretty burned out from all the days' activities and the scotch, I
headed for my Stateroom.

Well five much browned boys made it plain I was going to be even more tired
in the morning. All were nude and all smiling when I arrived.

Getting Tag teamed by five very horny, very passionate and very willing
young men was something I would never turn down, not that I had a
choice. Having a smooth cock in my mouth, while another plowed my ass and
still another was either sitting on my cock or sucking it was a wonderful
way to spend the night. Being more than satisfied and having satisfied all
sleep was very easy.

After a late breakfast, I barricaded myself in my office behind the bridge
to catch up on everything. Wearing four or five different hats all at the
same time would drive a normal man insane. Lucky for me I had an excellent
crew to keep me on an even keel. Jason was the one that did that best.

Owner of the Sandpiper was one thing, but also head of the Sandpiper Family
Corporation, Ambassador at Large for Micronesia and a sort of Commodore in
the US Navy meant I got reports from every where almost daily. All required
at least some input from me. Jason gave me what I needed to know.

There was one problem on my mind that would just not disappear. What I was
supposed to do or could do was totally beyond me. That problem was the Pau
Pau.

I was alone thinking about my options when Anna came in. I went to get up
and she stopped me. She had on light slacks and a nice frilly blouse. She
also had a lot of her color back.

"I wanted to thank you Ed for all you have done. Also the Ambassador was
real nice. I don't think Erick will ever run out of clothes. He spent
almost a thousand dollars on each of us."

"Well you deserve it all Anna and more."

"Ed could I ask another Favor?"

"Anything at all Anna."

"Erick doesn't know and I hope you won't say anything, but the doctors here
have me on very strong pain killers. I honestly think that the cancer has
probably spread enough that no real therapy of any kind will help. If I
should die and I know I will, will you take care of Erick? I know he's Gay
and I know you and all the crew on Sandpiper are Gay, so he would fit in
here. Would you take him on Sandpiper if and when the inevitable happens?"

"Of course I will Anna. I'm very sure he would fit well with the crew. He
is a very smart and likable young man."

In my mind I had already decided where to go after Samoa. That rogue
warship along with Anna had decided me. I idly wondered if I should just
forget Samoa and head direct for Palikir. No that would not do.

"Everyone on Sandpiper has been so nice to me and I don't need do
anything. It's real hard to be just sitting or enjoying the sun."

"Well they treat me the same way and I own this boat. Something I had to
get used too Anna. Relax and enjoy."

I called Gio and asked him to have an aircraft on the ground in Tonga in 48
hours. He promised an aircraft would be here.

That out of the way, I decided to take my boys swimming if they wanted. The
tide was almost out so the beaches at the north end of the island would be
accessible.

The thought just entered my head when Siam stuck his head in the door.

"Can we go swimming Ed?"

"Mind reader now Love? I just had the thought."

He giggled and bounced over in front of me.

"Well Jason said you were alone so I figured it was a good time to ask."

"Perfect timing Babe." I pulled him up onto my lap and kissed him.

Was it a mistake to do that, well maybe, but it was a mistake I never
regretted. Siam like all my young men knew exactly what to when they were
on my lap and as usual I got hard with him squirming on my lap.

"How are you going to walk around with that Siam?" I grabbed his very hard
spike in his Speedos.

"Well you could take care of it." He giggled.

"I could do that." I lifted him onto my desk.

He lifted his butt as I peeled off his tight Speedos.

I looked at Siam's five inch spike, surrounded by his lush black bush of
curly hair. Back in Oregon and later in the Med, I had figured I was a size
queen. I loved big thick cocks in my mouth and in my butt. Yet I had taken
on several Asiatic boys. In fact all of my Son's but one were Asian. All
were endowed about average for Asian boys. But there exceptions to even
that particular rule of thumb. Salomon, one of my Sons had about normal
cock soft, but hard was another matter. Then it was an eight inch solid
thick piece of meat that he knew exactly what to do with. In fact until I
met most of my Sons and lovers I was a babe in the woods when it came to
sex.

I had learned so much I could write volumes on the techniques that could be
used. Now after burying my nose in Siam's bush, I used everything I had
learned on Siam's sweet dick. It guaranteed it did not take long to get him
off. This time was no exception. Very quickly he was trembling and shaking
as he came close. Three sweet shots of his salty cumm shot across my
tongue. I always savored these boys before I swallowed.

If I had stood up and pushed my shorts off, he would have pulled his legs
back waiting for me to screw his brains out. Instead I pulled him up and
kissed him. Then handed him his Speedos. With disappointed look he put them
on.

"Later sweet heart." I kissed him.

"Go tell the rest I'll be right down." I patted his sweet buns.

He giggled and was gone. No doubt telling all of what just happened. A bit
of one up man ship.

I knew I needed to do the same for each of the young men I loved, but it
became very difficult when they could practically read my mind.

I made a quick stop in my Stateroom and donned a comfortable pair of
Speedos under my shorts. Then up to the lounge. Only Rad was waiting.

I gave him a quick kiss. He adjusted himself as I let go. Some times that
was all it took.  "I'll make time for you too Love," That got a big smile.

That in itself was a problem. Whenever I was alone one or more of them
always seemed materialize next to me so getting one alone unless I said it
was next to impossible. Siam had been lucky this morning.

There was a lot of giggling in the back seat when I climbed in the
Jeep. Rad got in the passenger side. With four boys in back meant they had
to be on each others lap. That could be why the giggling.

I hope you remembered some cold beer?"

"Yeah, we got beer Ed and towels and stuff."

The stuff made me wonder. Never bothering with the Ambassador pennant, I
just started up and drove off. The Security on the dock recognized the jeep
and we just cruised through the gate. Left onto the main road and north.

About a half hour drive brought to the cut off for the beaches. The first
beach named Tamarind, Erick said not to stop.

"Go to the fourth beach. It won't be so crowded."

That beach was almost a mile down the narrow road. We pulled into a parking
lot with just a few cars. Piled out of the Jeep. The boys grabbed
everything and we headed for the beach.

The beach of fine black sand was about 600 yards long and maybe fifty
wide. Two massive outcroppings of volcanic rock stuck out far into the sea
on both ends. There was a fare surf breaking on the beach and I didn't see
a protecting reef. You can bet in one of those big Pacific Storms this
beach would totally unsafe even up on the parking lot.

The boys quickly laid out the beach towels and then stripped off their
shorts. All including Erick had on those translucent Speedos that left
nothing to the imagination when wet. Lucky there wasn't many people on the
beach. I could see several people surfing farther out. That was something I
had told myself I wanted to try some time, but had never got around to it.

I realized that I had on the same Speedos as the boys when I pulled off my
Shorts. They were not as snug fitting as the boys, but I knew once wet it
wouldn't matter. Oh well when in Rome, I thought.

"Last one in is a rotten egg." I said as I sprinted for the water.

Even though I started first, I allowed them all to pass me before I dove
into an oncoming wave. As I stood Temin yelled I was the rotten egg. That
got him picked up and tossed into the next wave.

Pretty soon it was five to one, but all in fun. We played, swam, played
grab ass and generally just enjoyed the water. Trying to keep up with these
five wore me down real quick. I finally begged off and headed up to rest. I
sat down on the towel and pulled out an iced Fosters.

I looked up when I was spoken to.

"Those are pretty risqu? for this island, but I suppose having diplomatic
immunity let's you do just about anything."

The man that had spoken was about 60 I figured. Totally bald, but with full
white beard. He was about 5 6 and I figured about 150 lbs. Pretty good
shape to. He had on cargo shorts and sandals.

"You have me at a disadvantage."

"Sorry, John, John Borden. You are Ed Somers, Owner of Sandpiper and
Ambassador at large for Micronesia."  "You are very well informed." I said.

I knew who he was or had been. He used to be the most outspoken Senator in
Washington. Always pushing for Gay and Lesbian rights. A lot of people
actually believed he might be a closet gay, but no one had ever said so out
loud. He had retired after almost 40 years in the Senate.

"So what brings you to Tonga?"

"A long put off Holiday. I'm here with my Wife of 40 years and my two
grandsons. Their parents are in the middle of a sticky divorce so I took
them away to keep them out of it."

"Well why not sit and have a cold beer."

"Thank you. That's very kind of you."

"I wasn't totally truthful with you Ed. I'm also here on business. One of
my Companies is contracted to do some upgrading on the Naval Dockyard. I
saw Sandpiper tied up and wondered why it was in the Naval Dockyard and not
at a local Marina. So I made some enquiries. That was how I found out it
was a counselor Vessel as well."

Borden Industries was the same type of Company as Matrix. But they
contracted most military construction.

"I understand you are building yachts similar to Sandpiper at your shipyard
in Sydney."

"Yes, they will be identical except none will be armed or have hydrofoils."

"Well I'm interested."

"What I suggest is that next time you are in Australia, drop into the yard
and have a look. I believe they are building one now as a demonstrator or
for sale. They will run near the ten million Australian mark depending on
how they are fitted out inside."

"Christ! That's expensive."

We talked about other stuff and then he wandered off. Almost as soon as he
was gone five wet boys showed up and flopped down on towels. Siam handed
out beer or water. Surprise, surprise, even though those translucent
Speedos showed everything, not a single hard cock among them. That was
unusual for them.

Another thing was they were very quiet, very unusual when most time they
would be talking and laughing. They were making furtive glances at each
other and me. Why did I now think they were up to something?

"Okay, what's up boys?"

"Well we was wondering if Erick can join us on Sandpiper?" Siam said.

"Is that what you want Erick?" I already knew the answer.

"Well Mom doesn't know, but I know she is in pain lots and doctors have
been giving her real strong pain killers. I'm just afraid the doctors won't
be able to do anything." He was so close to tears.

"Come here Son."

He was in my arms bawling his head off instantly. I just held him and
soothed him until he got down to sniffles.

"Erick I promise if anything happens to Anna, you will have a place on
Sandpiper."

Erick was a lot smarter than even Anna took him for.

Noon on the second day a white Lear Jet set down at the International
Airport. Its diplomatic seal on the sides and wings ensured a quick
inspection from Customs.

Three limo's got Anna and Erick along with all the boys, plus baggage to
the jet. A quick kiss from the boys and a handshake for Anna and they were
on board and soon gone.

"Make plans for an early start tomorrow Jake."

"Very good Ed."

I said my good byes to john at the airport.

Very early the next morning, Sandpiper slipped her lines and headed north.

Once clear of land and the multitude of fishing boats, Sandpiper went back
to her usual routine at sea. That meant a large number of very distracting
and very good looking nude bodies every where on Sandpiper.

There were very few Islands between Tonga and Samoa, so we decided to make
it a straight run. I spent most of my time in my office.

I spent my time finding out all there was known about that rogue
warship. She had to have some place she worked out of. Her usual operating
method was to show up at dawn off an Island. Take out its
communications. If there was a dock she would raid the fuel stocks and also
hit the Island for supplies. Their message to the Islanders was always the
same. Convert to Islam or die. They usually reinforced that with the
execution of a few Islanders. They also had on occasion kidnapped both
young men and young women from some Islands.

It was believed that she had converted her boilers to burn Marine Diesel,
exactly the same as Sandpiper. I wondered if that gave her better
range. Her speed was a constant which was a maximum of near 35 knots. She
was from reports armed with two twin turrets, caliber unknown. Plus several
other automatic weapons and machine guns.

With burning of bunker oil she had a range of 5500 miles at 15 knots. I
doubted she went anywhere that slow, so she had to have an operating base
somewhere within her range.

I got together with our resident Marine Engineer to figure out what her new
speed and range would be using Marine Diesel.

We knew the reason the Pau Pau had changed to Marine diesel; it was more
readily available than the bunker oil she had been designed to use. Speed
was about the same we figured but Marine Diesel would not burn as hot so
range would be cut down. At twenty knots, we figured she had a range of
about 2500 miles. Less than half of what it had been, but still that meant
she could travel almost anywhere in the South Pacific.

 With both my Ambassador and US Navy connections I could ask for and get
almost anything. What I got was the daily sighting reports of the
warship. I had Jake set up a large map of the South Pacific and we plotted
each report on the map. It wouldn't give us a location we could use, but
would or might give us an inkling into where she went to rest or layover.

With thousands of islands or inlets of larger islands she could be
anywhere. I was looking for a pattern in her movements.

Randy was slowly taking over duties from Jake as he prepared to write his
Masters Ticket. That gave Jake more time to spend on our search.

The antics aboard Sandpiper didn't stop. No matter where I went on board I
was always soon joined by one, two or more very loving boys. They weren't
really boys anymore, more like young men, but they still preferred when I
called them my boys.

I said these were young men really and they were also very intuitive. They
knew I was spending a lot of time in my office, Far more time than I ever
had before. They also knew it wasn't business in the sense of the
corporation.

Stretched out on a lounger on the bow, I was enjoying the late afternoon
Sun. As usual it didn't take long before I had four boys around me.

"How come you are spending so much time in the office Ed." Siam asked.

"Just checking a few things Siam."

"You're looking for that ship aren't you?"

The look on my face told them he had hit the nail on the head.

"Yes Siam, I am looking for that ship."

"Are we going to go get it?"

"I don't think so Siam. Sandpiper maybe very good, but taking on a real
warship is not a good idea."

"But what happens if it goes to Timatu. Those boys would be in real
trouble. We can't let that happen Ed. It would be real bad."

"I guess that is something we have to decide."

This wasn't a decision I was going to make on my own. Everyone had to have
say in this.

"Once we get to Samoa, we'll all decide where we go next."

That appeared to satisfy them.

My worries might be unfounded. The Pau Pau had not been seen anywhere near
the Marshalls. That might be because of the heavier and closer US Naval
presence or something else.

Three leisurely days sailing brought to Samoa.

Jake had decided we would stop at Pago Pago in American Samoa. This was the
only US Naval Facility. I wanted any up to date information on the Pau Pau
and we could refuel and get reloads for our 76.

Many people including some countries classified Sandpiper as a warship. I
did not. To me it was home away from home. Sure we had a light weight gun
system and a couple of M-60 Machine gins, but they were for defense. I had
never even dreamed of going up against a real warship in battle and frankly
the whole idea scared the hell out of me. I had seen what one shell hitting
the afterdeck of Sandpiper had done and wanted no part of getting into that
position again.

Pau Pau for all it's age was still a formidable warship. No one knew
exactly how she was armed. Two twin turrets, caliber unknown was not much
to go on. If she had been armed with her original armaments as built, she
could pound us to scrap long before we even came in range with our 76mm.

The 76mm Gun was widely used in navies around the world. It was light so it
could be mounted on smaller warships and very reliable. We had never had a
single problem with ours. There was a difference to most 76mm guns
mounted. Our light weight system had a shorter barrel than most. That meant
our range was also not as good as most others. Sandpiper could hit targets
to 14,000 yards. Just over the horizon in most cases. Our Radar could see
almost 20,000 yards so we always knew when something came into that range.

The other difference in Sandpiper was how ammunition was fed to the gun. In
all warships the Ammunition magazines were in very lowest part of the ship
under each gun. They were also armored against attack. Sandpiper didn't
have Armor and didn't have the space to put our ammunition separate from
the gun. We had two rotary magazines, each capable of holding 40 rounds of
ammunition. They moved hydraulically into position under the gun when it
was raised. We had never carried more than 40 rounds total in both
magazines. One carried HE( high Explosive contact fused) and the other star
shells.

The 76mm was classified as a dual purpose, meaning it could hit surface
targets and also be used against aircraft. There was also several other
types of ammunition that could be fired from the 76mm.

Most modern warships carried HEAP (High explosive Armor piercing)
rounds. They also carried anti-air ammunition. Sandpiper had never
envisioned a time when it would need anything else but HE rounds.

That was about to change.

TBC.