Date: Thu, 23 Dec 2004 16:46:05 -0500
From: Gstrdr15 <Gstrdr15@msn.com>
Subject: KOMBAT KIDS 13

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Kombat Kids
By GhostRyder15

Chapter 13

Kombat Klaus


	Tuesday afternoon around 14:00, Matt opened the gate to allow a
dark blue 4 X 4 Dodge four door pickup entry to their property.  He called
James up and told him that he thought that the Gunny was here and to meet
him at the front door.

	The truck pulled into a parking slot directly across from the front
door of the house, both front doors of the pickup opened and two men
climbed out .  The older of the two, an average looking guy about 5' 10"
and a170 pounds with graying dark blond hair dressed in blue jeans and a
long sleeved wool shirt stretched and gave a small wave to the brothers.
The other man, much younger, maybe 22 or 23, 6' 1" or so and about 200
pounds had dark brown hair; he was wearing blue jeans, a tan shirt and a
light windbreaker.

	The first thing the brothers noticed was that both men were armed.
They were wearing an automatic pistol on their right hips and a magazine
pouch on their left.

	Both men walked up to the James and Matt and the older one held out
his hand and said; "Good afternoon sir, I'm Stan Mcnaughten and this is
Keener Webb, General Stanton said you were expecting us.

	After everyone shook hands. Matt said; "Come on inside gentlemen,
I'll buy you a cup of coffee."

	"Thank you sir, I'd like that.  But first is there someplace secure
we can put my truck before we go inside?"

	James said; "Sure, give me a second and I'll get the garage door
opened."

	James went inside the front door and a couple of seconds later, the
sound of a bell ringing could be heard.  The two marines looked at what
appeared to be a regular roll up two car garage door as it started to slide
to the right.  Bright lights could be seen shining out through the rapidly
widening gap.  When the door was fully open, the bell ceased ringing; a
second later James came back outside.

	"Why don't you back it in and leave it so the back end is near the
elevator door, it'll be easier to unload when we get around to it."

	While the Gunny was backing his truck in, Keener was looking around
the garage; he couldn't get over the size of the place.  He counted four
HUMVE's, the military version, not the H2's that you saw all over the
place, ten dune buggies and about a dozen quadrunners.

	"Son of a bitch, what do guys do for a living, run an indoor car
lot?"

	Matt looked Keener in the eye and said; "If I tell you, I'll have
to kill you."

	Keener's eyes kind a bugged out and his mouth dropped open. He
heard the Gunny say; "Kids these days, you can't live with them and you
can't shoot them"

	The three older men started laughing, Keener started turning red in
the face, and Matt said; "Come on inside and let's get that coffee."

	Matt got everyone a coffee; "General Stanton said you have a secure
weapons storage facility, before we off load the truck, you mind letting me
see it?" Gunny asked.

	"No problem it's down on the third level, follow me please."

	"Question Gunny, is Keener here going to be coming over with you
every weekend, or is this just a one time thing?"

	"General Stanton and I talked about manning, and decided it would
be a good thing to have an armorer working with us.  I grabbed him from the
base armory and he agreed to come with me and get things straightened out,
so to answer your question, yes sir, he'll be with us for six months or
longer."

	"That's what I needed, watch me as I dial the combination, both of
you are going to need access here anyhow."

	Once in side the arms room, Keener was surprised at the number of
firearms and the available equipment present.  "Kee-rist, I'm getting a
little tired of continually being surprised every time I turn around, what
the fuck is this place, just tell me than you can shoot me."

	Keeping a straight face Matt said; "This is a secret CIA facility
and we're getting ready to invade Canada."

	Once again everyone but Keener broke out laughing.

	"Let's go back upstairs to the kitchen and sit down, and we'll fill
you in."

	The men sat around the kitchen table while Matt filled Keener in
about the facility, the Unit and what General Stanton was going to do to
the Recon units next summer."

	About ten minutes after they had been in the kitchen, Keener looked
up to see five of the youngest looking Marines he had ever seen walk into
the kitchen.  Doug and Martin James, Jacky Hoffman, David White and Phil
Martin had volunteered to help out with some unspecified work at the
facility. Once again Keener's mouth dropped open.

	Matt turned to him and said; "Keener, if you're going to be here
for any length of time, you're going to have to stop doing that every five
minutes."

	Keener closed his mouth and turned to the Gunny; "Gunny, I thought
you and I were the only Marines who were going to be here?"

	Once again everyone laughed; "I am really getting tired of everyone
laughing at me, can't you guys cut me a husk?"

	James said; "Keener, you two are the only Jarh.. I mean Marines
here.  These are some of the boys from the Unit; they volunteered to help
with the stuff you brought over."

	The boys had immediately picked up on the statement made by Keener
to the affect that he thought they were Marines.  All five of them swelled
up like a cow dead for five days in the summer heat, they knew they looked
good in the MarCams, but to hear someone from outside the Unit, a
professional Marine to boot, tell them so, caused them to just about burst
with pride.

	Matt introduced the boys to the two marines and said that they had
brought some stuff over from the Wet Side from Phil's Uncle and needed some
help getting it down below.

	Matt said; "Phil, how about going down to the arms room and opening
it up for us? The rest of you guys head up to the garage, we'll be right
with you."  The boy's nodded and to both of the marines surprise came to
attention and said; "Aye Aye sir, by your leave Sir." Did an about face and
left the kitchen.

	Keener looked at Gunny; "Gunny, I don't know how much more of this
I can handle.  If they keep chucking shit at me, they won't have to shoot
me, I'll die of apoplexy."

	More laughter, this time Keener joined in, he figured that if he
just listened and watched, everything would become clear. "Yeah right,
clear as mud," he thought.

	When the boys got to the garage and saw the long bed Dodge pickup
sitting low on its springs, David sent the James Brothers over to the other
side of the garage to bring back two flat bed dollies. The James boys were
just rolling the dollies over to the back of the truck when the four adults
entered the garage.

	"Good thinking guys, one of you climb in the back and start handing
stuff out."

	The boys couldn't believe the stuff the truck contained, they ended
up making three trips to the arms room before they got everything unloaded.
The last trip found Phil trying to shift some of the ammunition cans around
and James jumped right square in his shit.

	"What the fuck are you doing, you know your doctor said for you to
hold off doing any heavy lifting until at least January.  I catch you
pulling a dumb fuck stunt like that again and I'll have your dad come and
drag your ass home, understand?"

	"Aww come on James, don't ..."

	"I said do you understand?"

	"Yes sir." Phil said, really unhappy about the order and tired of
being an invalid.

	While Phil took care of the paper work and Keener, assisted by the
other boys unpacked the firearms, to much ooooooing and awwwwwwwing as each
one was removed from their packing material, James, Matt and the Gunny went
back up to the kitchen for another cup of coffee.

	Over coffee, Gunny asked what had just happened with Phil.

	"Back during the middle of July, David, (James watched the Gunny as
he told the story carefully, to gauge his reaction to his next comment)
Phil's boyfriend and him went fishing down on the Yakima.  Eight boys' ages
15 through 18 tied them up, beat and stomped them and then gang raped them,
several times.  Phil was close to death when they got him to the hospital
and spent 17 hours in the operating room; David wasn't as badly injured and
only spent four hours being operated on.  The next day, the doctors had to
go back in for two more hours to stop some bleeders they had they missed
the first time when they operated on Phil.  Phil was unconscious for nine
days.  He's been pissed off ever since he got out of the hospital because
everyone has been playing nurse maid and not letting him do anything
strenuous.

	Gunny turned pale, and sat there grinding his teeth; "Did they
catch the son of bitches?" he asked in a low, deadly voice.

	"Yeah they did, Phil's brother had stopped by to check on them,
he's a deputy sheriff and was on duty that day.  He had dropped them off at
the river and luckily he stopped back, he heard some shouting from where
the boys were supposed to be at so he grabbed his riot gun and went down to
find out what was going on.  When he got there, he saw his brother on the
ground, hands tied behind his back and one of the little bastards holding
his feet back by his head.  The ring leader of the group, a fat tub of shit
whose father is the Scout Master for the local Scout Troop, was standing
over Phil trying to get a hard on so he could fuck him again.  Both boys
were bleeding and Phil was unconscious. Tommy almost took them all out with
his riot gun, but then his training and personal integrity stopped him from
committing murder.  He fired one round into the air, walked over to Launy
Prince and butt stroked him.  David said that from his position on the
ground, Launy almost did a back flip from the force of the hit. Tommy put
the other kids on the ground, all except one who he had cut David loose. He
had David secure the little assholes using plastic cable ties and then
called for back up and a med evac.  When Phil's dad arrived, who
incidentally is the County Sheriff, Tommy had to butt stroke his own dad,
Bill was about to put a round right between Launy's eyes when his son cold
cocked him.

	"Jesus, James, I don't know if I could've stopped myself from
taking them all out, if it had been me, I would have probably fragged the
whole lot of them, Phil's brother must be one hell of a guy."

	"Me too, anyway, they had to remove one of Phil's nuts, his spleen,
repair his lung from having a broken rib drove into it. I think Bill,
Phil's father, said they had to sew up six tares in his colon and three
rips in his anus, plus assorted bruises and dislocations."

	"You don't have to worry about him trying to do stuff he shouldn't
around me and Webb, I'll make sure of that!" Gunny said emphatically.

	"Thank you, how about Webb, how's he going to handle the fact that
a good portion of the Unit's membership are Gay?"

	"Did Phil tell you about my son and how he died?"

	"Yes he did Gunny, and you have our deepest condolences."

	"Thank you.  When Tim told me he was gay, he had his aaah, his.. Aw
fuck it, he had his boyfriend with him for moral support.  Keener stood
along side him when he told me he was gay and that they loved each other.
So no, I really don't think there'll be a problem.  Now Keener might get
the surprise of his life when he finds out about most of your troops, but
he won't have any problem about them being gay." The three men laughed.

	They finished their coffee and went back down to the arms room.
When they entered it, all five of the squadies and the one Marine came to
attention.

	"What's this shit coming to attention when I entered the room
Webb?"

	"Well you see Gunny; the guys here explained to me about what the
brothers here have done, I mean setting up the Unit and all.  I just
thought it was only right to pay them the same respect that I would pay one
of our officers."

	Matt said; "Ok guys lets get one thing straight, the only time I
expect military courtesy is during meetings and Unit events.  All and I
mean ALL other times we're James and Matt, understand?"

	The six answered in unison; "Sir, yes Sir!"

	"Aww fuck you guys, I don't have to take this shit."

	Everyone laughed. Then James said; "All kidding aside, we really
only want you to render courtesy's when we have the meetings or events, you
guys really need to comply with this request."

	The five Squadies and the one Marine looked at each other and
turned to the brothers.  Keener said; "All right, we'll honor your request,
we don't have to like it, but we'll do it."

	James and Matt went over to the table and watched Keener field
strip an M60, one of four that he and the Gunny had brought with
them. After another three hours working with the firearms and other
ordinance that the two Marines had delivered, James called a halt and
ordered pizza for all of them.

	While they were eating the pizza, the Gunny asked; "Is there a half
way decent motel near by? We need to get settled in for the night."

	Matt said around the pizza in his mouth: "Oo n swed ere."

	Gunny looked at Matt and said; "Excuse me?"

	Matt finally swallowed; "You can sleep here, we have plenty of
room."

	Gunny shook his head; "We drew advance per diem, and we'd have to
give the lodging allowance back if we don't check into a motel."

	"No problem, welcome to the Bateman Motel Bar and Bodyshop.  We'll
even write you out a receipt for the cost of lodging, which will be, how
much did you get?"

	"$155.00 a night."

	"For $155.00 a night."  Matt giggled. "I'll make you out a receipt
on Bateman Brothers Inc. stationary, no problem."

	"I guess we can give it a try, all they'll do is make us pay it
back if they don't like the receipt we turn in."

	"Gunny, do you have the General's phone number?"

	"206-555-0981, that's his home phone, he should be there now."

	James punched in the number and heard it connect.  After two rings
the phone was picked up and he heard "General Stanton."

	"Sir this is James Bateman, I'd like to ask a favor.  Can we get
Lance Corporal Webb assigned to us TAD for an extended period of time?"

	"What's going on James?"

	"I was watching Webb working on the firearms he brought over and
was greatly impressed with his skill with weapons and his ability as an
instructor, I had five of my squadies helping today and all of them got
qualified on field striping the M60.  I think if I can keep him on hand
here and have the Gunny down on the weekends, we may be able to cut the
projected schedule by as much as a month, maybe two.

	"Is the Gunny handy?"

	"Hang on a second," James got up and hit the speaker phone button
on the cradle. "Go ahead sir."

	"Gunny?"

	"Yessir!"

	"What do you think of James idea, and can we steal Webb from the
base armory without causing too big of a commotion?"

	"No problem sir, Webb was placed in the armory four months ago to
help them get caught up on maintenance.  I took him out of Recon, so he
belongs to me and to be truthful, I think it would work great."

	"When you coming back Gunny?"

	"I plan on leaving around 08:00 tomorrow morning, that should put
us back around 14:00."

	"Webb?"

	"Yessir!"

	"Do you have a car back here?"

	"No sir."

	"General, James again, I think I know where you're coming from and
we can lend him one of ours."

	"That's taken care of.  All right then, Webb you follow the Gunny
back and pack your gear, I want you back there by Thursday noon, do you see
any problems doing that?"

	"No sir, and Sir, thank you."

	"Anything else I can help you with James?"

	"No sir"

	"Gunny, Webb you got anything?"

	"No sir." Chorused the two Marines.

	"All right, carry on." With that, the General hung up.

	"Do Jesus, you boys got some kind of pull." Said a highly impressed
Webb.

	The next morning, Webb and Gunny headed up to the garage, upon
arriving there Webb almost swallowed he teeth, again.  Matt had the front
garage door opened and a HUMVEE was sitting alongside the Gunny's Dodge
with the engine running.  Webb just shook his head and followed the Gunny
as he headed for I-82 west and back to the coast.

	The first Meeting in December arrived along with the first major
cold front of the year.  The Columbia Valley had a light dusting of snow
during the night and until the sun broke through the clouds the snow caused
the roads to be slicker than whale snot.

	Posting the colors went off without a hitch, then James called the
two marines to the front of the Cavern and said; "I'd like to take a moment
before starting on the announcements and introduce two new volunteers.
Master Gunnery Sergeant Mcnaughten and Lance Corporal Webb of the Fleet
Marine Reconnaissance Battalion, from Whidbey Island have volunteered to
assist us in providing specialized training.  Gunnery Sergeant Mcnaughten
will be with us on the weekends and Lance Corporal Webb has been assigned
to the Unit on TAD orders.  General Stanton has made it possible for us to
have the service of these men, plus the loan of some specialized equipment
that everyone will be trained in."

	James turned to the two Marines and said; "Welcome aboard, we all
look forward to working with you.  One more thing and then I'll get on with
the announcements; as of 15:00 Friday, The United Sates Marine Corps has
officially agreed to sponsor our Unit."  All the Unit members stood and
applauded, whistled and shouted their firm approval.

	The first item was the Christmas Party, Matt and James had
discussed it with Phil, David, Carson, the twins and the two Marines.  The
party was to be held the weekend before Christmas on Saturday evening.

	While the brothers could easily pay for the entire Adopt a Family
program that they wanted the Unit to sponsor, they also wanted the members
of the Unit, all 49 of them to participate in it.  So Friday night when the
Marines and the twins arrived, they sat everyone in the TV room and
explained what they wanted to do.  Amongst the gathered people they were
able to flesh out the idea and complete a polished format to be delivered
during the meeting the next day.

	When the idea was brought up, the entire Unit bought in to it.  All
of them straight or gay remembered what it was like before they joined the
Unit, and each one wanted to spread around to other people, people who were
for the most part, less fortunate then they.

	The remaining announcements had to do with training.  Before the
squadies were released to the different training classes, the twins were
introduced to the Unit and it surprised everyone that they were making the
trip across the mountains every weekend to attend the meetings.

	Gunny and Webb took the first group of squadies up to the arms room
to pick up firearms and ammunition.  When Webb started pulling the M60's
out of their storage racks he could just about hear everyone of the boys
popping a woody.  While Webb was getting ready to go through field
stripping the 60's, the Gunny had the sniper teams get the Barrett's and
ammo for practice on the 800 yard known distance range.

	The members of the sniper teams were thankful that they had been
issued the cold weather gear, lying on the ground, even though the
temperature was up to 40, would have been miserable for them without the
clothing.

	Each team member fired ten rounds of .50 caliber ammunition at the
thousand yard target that had been set up on the 800 yard stand.  After
everyone fired, the Gunny had to agree with the assignments of the primary
and secondary snipers on each team, for eleven to fifteen year old boys
they were really good shots.  True, they wouldn't win any national matches,
but the Gunny knew that he would change that.

	The unit meeting went well, the members received some good
training, and with that training, they also received the personal guidance,
the praise when they deserved and more important criticism when they
deserved that as well.  Praise was given in front of everyone, criticism
waited to be given until the instructor could do it in private, never where
they would be embarrassed in front of their friends and fellow squadies.

	About 15:30, the snow started falling, by 18:00 when the meeting
broke up, there was close to two inches of snow on the ground and it had
started to stick on the roads.  James talked to Jordan and Connor. Connor
had called his father and found out that he had to go to one of the
construction sites and hadn't yet left to come and get him and Jordan.
James told Connor to call his family and tell them that he and Jordan would
spend the night at the brother's home.  Gunny overheard him talking to
Connor and told him that he could drive them home when he and the twins
headed back to the coast the next day.  Connor's father thanked both the
Gunny and James for helping out his son and Jordan and he would see them
tomorrow.

	James and Matt fixed dinner for everyone and the twins, Jordan and
Connor cleaned up after everyone finished.  The twins said they were tired
and wanted to take a shower and get some sleep.  As they had been assigned
to share a room down in the berthing compartment with Connor and Jordan,
the two older boys decided they may as well call it a night also.

	As the four of the boys headed down to the berthing compartment,
Matt turned to James and said; "What da ya think, sex ed 101?"

	The four adults laughed and went in to the TV room to see if they
could find anything worthwhile watching on the 400 plus channels available.
It was doubtful.

	Even though the twins were only thirteen, they exhibited no body
modesty in front of Jordan and Connor as they stripped out of their
MarCams.  None of the boys bothered to wrap a towel around their waist as
they headed for the showers, the twins following behind the older boys got
hard almost immediately.  The were used to seeing boys naked after gym
class in the shower room, but those boys were all the same ages as they
were and looked nothing like the two beautiful boys walking in front of
them.

	When they entered the showers, Jordan and Connor noticed that the
twins had boned up and just smiled.  The twins blushed but didn't try to
hide their five inch boners, they both said; "Sorry, I guess you guys
figured it out that we are, uumm, you know gay."

	Jordan laughed; "No, really?  Maybe that's because you guys have
been pointing them `Cum Canons' at us ever since we got into the shower."

	Once again the twins blushed; Connor took pity on the boys and
said. "Don't worry about it, as you can see, we got the same problem, every
time I see my boyfriend here naked, or when he's wearing his boxers, or for
that matter a snow mobile suit, I bone up right then and there."

	The twins caught the comment about Jordan being Connor's boyfriend;
"You mean, you two are gay, I mean like us?"

	Connor laughed and went in to his English accent mode; "By George,
Jordan, I think he's got it!"

	The twins laughed also, Justin asked; "Aaah, umm, listen, do you
guys think you might..."

	Before he could finish his question Jordan said; "Sorry guys, me
and Connor agreed that we were a couple and that we wouldn't do anything
with anyone else."

	"No, no, that's not what I meant, I, I mean we just wanted to ask
you some questions. You know about, umm sex."

	Connor laughed; "I'm not laughing at you guys, I was laughing at
myself for thinking you wanted to have sex with us."

	"But we do, but we didn't think you'd want to have sex with us
cause we're so much younger than you two."

	Ted spoke for the first time; "What numbnuts means is that we would
really like to have sex with you guys, but we really wanted to ask about
sex cause we never done nothing but beat off together."

	Jordan said; "Lets finish showering and we'll talk about it back in
the room, OK?"

	The twins just nodded, their heads, which kind of reminded the
older boys of a piston in an engine at high rev.


End of Chapter 13
Next;
Chapter 14
Christmas Balls, I mean Bells


I'd like to take a moment and thank Jamie Haze, Author, Mentor, and Friend
for the encouragement he has given me in the writing of this story, and
editing it for me.  I encourage you all to read Somerset Farm, Dooby Rhymes
With Scooby and by Mr. Haze.

Comments are eagerly requested.  If you feel it necessary to flame, go
ahead, but don't expect an answer.  Address all comments to Gstrdr15
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