Date: Mon, 14 Mar 2005 21:23:17 -0500
From: Gstrdr15 <Gstrdr15@msn.com>
Subject: KOMBAT KIDS CHAPTER 42

Disclaimer; If you are under 18 years of age, or material such as this is
illegal in your locale, please do not continue reading. All persons, places
and things depicted in this story are purely fictional; any resemblance to
people, living or dead, past or present, places or things are purely
coincidental.  However, I will admit to there being a Washington State.


Kombat kids
By; GhostRyder15

Chapter 42
Jap's Revenge


02:08 4,500 METERS ABOVE LZ IN SOUTHERN WASHINGTON


	Arms out, legs spread, Matt was looking around for the beacon that
Keener had activated eight minutes ago.  The NVG (Night Vision Goggles)
were made for relatively short-range work, but the beacon in the landing
zone was powerful enough to be seen from his altitude.  His altimeter read
4,500 meters (14,700 feet), ten seconds later and another thousand feet
lower, he saw the strobe of infrared light to his left.  Speaking into his
chin mic; "All jumpers beacon sighted."

	Within seconds of his announcement, he started to hear the rest of
the jumpers confirm their sighting of the beacon; "Two, Seven, Eleven."
The remaining jumpers all confirmed sighting it.  As the seconds passed and
the ground rushed towards them at 120 miles an hour, Matt gave his final
command; "Chute deployment at 1,500 meters, deploy manually at 1,300
meters, confirm."

	He got confirmation from all the jumpers that they were ready to
pull their ripcords if their chute failed to automatically deploy at 1,500
meters.  The seconds passed quickly as did the remaining distance to the
ground.  At 1,500 meters, he felt the chute start to deploy and two seconds
later, he felt the jerk as the 380 square feet of his canopy was fully
deployed.  He hit the quick release latch of his gear bag and felt it fall
away from his right leg, and then the jerk on his LBE as the twenty-foot
line attached to it went taut.  Using his risers, he steered towards the
beacon, after looking around to insure he wasn't about to collide with any
other jumper.  The PARIS unit he was using allowed greater maneuverability
and he was able to touch ground within ten feet of the beacon.  Turning
quickly, he started to roll up his cute as he saw the others of the team
landing all over the clearing.  As soon as the chute was rolled up, he
removed his chute harness and helmet.  Kneeling down, he pulled his gear
bag to him and opened it, first removing and loading his AR10 with a thirty
round box magazine.  Setting it on the ground, he pulled out his Kevlar
helmet and mounted the NVG to it, after putting it on; he secured the
helmet chinstrap.  Picking up his rifle he spoke into his chin mic; "All
jumpers, form on me at the beacon."  By 02:14, all the jumpers were
kneeling down in a lose circle facing outward with Matt at its center.

	Matt spoke in to his mike again: "Walker One, this is Six, over" A
few seconds later he heard; "Six, this Walker One, I'm moving towards your
position, make sure the guys don't cap me, over"

	All the jumpers being on the same frequency heard Keener's
instruction and weren't surprised when he moved from the tree line ten
meters from where they were crouching around Matt.  Even though they knew
he was coming, six rifles pointed at him as he moved toward them.  Matt saw
the boys line up on him and said over the unit net; "Easy guys, it's
Keener."

	Hearing Matt speak to them, the muzzles dropped toward the ground
but their owners continued to sweep the tree line for any unwanted
visitors.  Keener stepped between Jesse Stevens and Dave Allyn and crouched
down alongside Matt before saying; "We need to get moving, I tapped on the
basement window and was able to get Jacky's attention.  I think he's really
hurting, so we got to get Jesse in there to see what he can do for him."

	Mat nodded and spoke into his mic; "Stevens, you're going in with
Keener.  Littlelk, Beck, you guys set up observation posts at the end of
the cabin's driveway, if someone comes through, let us know but don't stop
them, go."  Jordan and Connor headed in the direction of the cabin to set
up their OP (Observation Posts), he turned to Jap; "Jap, you and Bauer find
your firing position, remember no shooting unless I tell you to or you see
one of our guys in trouble, Go."  Looking at two more Squadies he said:
"Tyme, Hedding go around back and set up your security points, no one
leaves that cabin, go."  He looked at the remaining six boys and two men
before saying: "I want you guys to cover Mr. Peterson, Sheriff Martin and
myself, Tommy you stay back a ways and don't get involved unless you have
to.  Anyone got any questions?"

	When no one asked any he continued; "On second thought, Morton, you
cover Jesse and Keener when they make their entry into the basement."
Turning to Mitch he asked; "Can you handle Keener's 60, it's going to be
too close in that basement to be using it there?"

	Mitch nodded his head and gave Keener his AR15 and his spare
magazines for it.  Keener handed him the 60 and his ruck containing the
extra Australian ammo boxes for it.  Matt looked at the boy's one more time
before saying; "Ok guys, let's do this, if you got to shoot, don't
hesitate, just follow the plan and we'll have Jacky back in a few minutes.




02:25, FIFTY METERS WEST OF SR 97 ON THE DIRT ROAD LEADING TO THE PRINCE
CABIN.


	The last semi was being unloaded; the three lowboys had disgorged
their cargo of HUMVEE'S, the LAV and FAV and headed to the rally point on
I-82.  The two remaining FAV's were just moving into the woods off the dirt
road when a black GMC Yukon moved slowly past the parked semi.  The driver
of the tractor had the hood of the Peterbilt tilted forward pretending to
work on the big diesel engine.  After the Yukon had passed, he pulled his
radio off his belt and spoke softly into it: "GhostRyder Six this is
Tractor Four, over."

Almost immediately, Matt answered; "Four, this is Six, go."

"We got a black Yukon heading your way with four men inside, over."

	Matt spoke into his mic after thinking for a few seconds;
"GhostRyder 25 move toward the cabin and halt in place at the entry to
their driveway.  Refuse exit to all vehicles trying to leave the cabin,
over."

	Tyler English responded to the call; "Six, Two Five, Roger your
last, GhostRyder 25 out."

	Switching to the intercom he spoke to his boyfriend and lover; "You
hear that Justin, let's move out."

	Justin Tannonligua answered; "Got it, moving, you watch your ass up
there Ty, you hear me?'

	"Yeah I do buddy." Tyler said softly to his lover as the heavy
vehicle accelerated down the dirt road to take up its blocking position at
the driveway entrance to the Prince cabin.


02:25 AT THE PRINCE CABIN

	Keener was set to knock out the basement window glass with the butt
of his AR15 when Matt and Steve Peterson took the front door. Jesse waited
behind him keeping watch of the surrounding area.

	Matt had cut the power and telephone lines to the cabin in
preparation to making the assault on the cabin.  Before he set his
breaching charges (small explosive charges made up of industrial grade
plastic explosive) he activated a small electronic device he `accidentally'
forgot to turn in when he left the Navy.  It was a specialty device
constructed by the Department of Naval Research and Development to jam any
cellular telephone within a quarter of a mile.  After placing the small
explosive charges on the hinges, next to the doorknob and deadbolt and
inserting the non-electric blasting caps, he ran the firing leads fifteen
feet down the side of the cabin.  After attaching the firing leads to his
battery powered 'Hellbox,' he spoke into his mic; "Fire in the hole, fire
in the hole, fire in the hole."  The third time he said fire in the hole,
he pressed the fire button and the five small charges detonated.

	When Keener heard the third "fire in the hole" he smashed the
window glass, and then ran the stock around the window frame to clear out
any remaining glass that might injure him or Jesse when they crawled
through into the basement.  Keener snaked his way through the window as the
explosion of the breaching charges sounded throughout the cabin.  Crouching
down, he shouldered his rifle and aimed at the door at the top of the
stairs and then gestured for Jesse to enter.

	Jesse climbed down into the basement and moved immediately to
Jacky. After setting his AR-15 and Gun Bag (a term used in the navy for a
canvas bag with drawstrings) on the floor, he pulled his Ka-Bar and sliced
through the duct tape holding him to the support post.  Jacky started to
groan in pain as Jesse laid him on his side.  Reaching across Jacky's body,
he quickly cut the tape binding his hands.  Jesse almost gagged at the
smell coming off of Jacky's body, as he started shaking with rage at what
had been done to his friend.  By the smell, it appeared that besides Jacky
vomiting, he also fouled himself, both pissing and shitting in his pants.
Jesse fervently hoped one or more of the fuckers came down the stairs so he
could get a shot at them.  Quickly he cleared his mind of revenge and
started to examine the teenager; cuts and bruises covered the boy's face as
well as dried blood from his smashed nose and split lips.  He took a
penlight flashlight from his belt and gently pulled his left eyelid open,
shining it in the boy's eye, he saw the pupil contract.  He then did the
same to the right which contracted a little but was very sluggish in its
response.  Jesse then started to move his hands over Jacky's head looking
for swelling and cuts, when he found none; he started to move down his neck
and shoulders.  He got no response until he got to his chest, when he
started to press on the ribcage, Jacky groaned and said in a whisper;
"Please, oh God, don't do that, it hurts so bad."

	Jesse stopped probing and spoke softly, with a husky voice, "Easy
guy it's me Jesse, we come to get you home. Just relax while I check you
out.  I promise I'll be as gentle as I can but I gotta find out what damage
has been done to you."  Continuing, trying to ignore the soft moaning from
Jacky, Jesse continued his exam.  Crying softly now for the pain and
humiliation his friend was suffering, Jesse moved to Jacky's abdomen and
gently probed, this elicited more groaning.  He moved down to his hips and
thighs, when he started to manipulate the right thigh, Jacky let out a yelp
and started crying at the pain.  As Jesse was examining Jacky, shooting
started, not just above them in the cabin, but outside to the front and
sides of the cabin.  It sounded like a 'Hell Minute' at the range, when
everyone fired as fast as they could for a solid minute, doing nothing but
sending as much lead down range as possible.  Keener moved deeper in the
basement so he could cover both the basement door and the window they had
made their entry through.


02:25, THE SNIPER 100 METERS FROM THE PRINCE CABIN

	When Jap heard Tractor Four give his warning about the approaching
Yukon, he dropped the magazine from his rifle and ejected the chambered
round.  Reaching to one of the ammo pouches on his LBE, he pulled a twenty
round stick and checked it to make sure it had the capital "A" for armor
piercing painted on the side.

	Looking around through his NVG one last time he inserted the new
magazine in the well and chambered a round.  Moving his NVG to the up
position, Jap settled into his rifle, and found the 'spot weld,' the place
where his cheek and the cheekpiece of the rifle stock was most comfortable
for him.  Without moving away from his rifle he said; "Bobby, start
sweeping for unfriendly movement, let me know as soon as you get a read on
any."  Bobby Bauer didn't reply; he was already sweeping the area with his
NV spotter scope.


02:25, INSIDE THE PRINCE CABIN

	Even before the door could hit the floor, Matt and Steve Peterson
were moving through the door followed closely by Tommy Martin.  Matt went
to the left while Tom and Steve moved to the right in a crouching shuffle.
Matt and Steve had their AR10's mounted to their shoulders surveying the
room for threats, while Tommy had his Glock 35, .40 caliber pistol doing
the same thing.  Tommy was using a two handed grip to steady and better
control his pistol.  Suddenly both bedroom doors opened at the same
time. The room containing the three teenagers was nearest the kitchen and
the basement door.  While the boys seemed to be jammed in the doorway to
the bedroom, trying to fight their way out, Delbert was standing by himself
cradling a shotgun to his right hip.  Matt stood up and took aim and said;
"Drop it Prince."

	Prince shifted his stance and triggered off a round in the
direction of Matt's voice, Matt was hit in the chest and belly by a full
load of .00 buckshot, causing him to be thrown backwards into the wall
behind him.  Before Delbert could trombone another round into his gun,
Tommy opened up with his .40, Tommy fired all fifteen rounds in his gun at
Prince, then dumped the empty magazine and loaded a full one, letting the
slide slam home on a fresh round.  Out of the fifteen rounds Tommy had
fired, he hit Delbert four times, once in the right kneecap, once in the
right hip, once in the right shoulder and a grazing wound to the right side
of his head

	When the shooting started, Launy and his boys finally made it
through the door and ran for the basement. Bill Jordan was the first to get
through the door, very much to his bad luck.  When the door opened, Keener
clicked off the rifles' safety and started putting pressure on the trigger.
When Jordan came running down the stairs, he held an open Buck knife in
front of him, too fucking bad for him.  As soon as Keener saw the knife, he
fired three times, the first round shattered Bill's hip before taking out
part of his pelvic girdle as it exited his body.  The second round took
Larry Alcorn in the left chest and the third round took off Launy's two
outside fingers on his right hand.  All three of them tumbled to the
basement floor bleeding, moaning and crying.  Jesse, after sparing them a
quick glance continued working on Jacky.

02:27, THE FRONT OF THE PRINCE CABIN

	Just after the door went down, the black Yukon eased its way up the
driveway, totally oblivious to what was going on.  That is until the four
men exited the vehicle with their firearms ready, then all Hell was out for
dinner.  The first thing they were aware of was the front and then the rear
tires were blown out.  Then as if by magic, a line of holes appeared on the
front fender that the vehicle's motor was behind, a second later the engine
seized up.  Mitch was about fifteen yards or so to the front of the
vehicle, and following the doctrine he was taught by the Gunny and Keener,
he put four, three round bursts into the engine compartment.  This had the
effect of insuring that the vehicle would never run again and also of
drawing the attention of the bad guys to him.  One of Benny's men cut lose
on him with the shotgun while Benny triggered a three round burst from his
MP5 into his targets' center of mass.  The M60 flew from Mitch's hands as
he was knocked backwards.  Seeing this through his scope, Jap did not
hesitate for a second.  Benny didn't even realize that he was dead as his
body hit the dirt. Before the second man could move, he too was dead.  Jap
took to heart the credo of the sniper: "One Shot, One Kill."

	The other two of Benny's team attempted to take shelter in the
cabin, as they ran toward the steps leading to the front porch, the man on
the left tried to bring his shotgun up when he heard; "Halt Police!"  He
fell forward sliding toward the steps, missing half his head.

"One Shot, One Kill." Jap thought with a grin.

	The last man threw down his gun and as they used to say in the old
time 'Horse Opera's,' from the 1940's and 1950's, reached for the sky while
yelling; "Don't shoot, please don't shoot."

02:39 TRACTOR TRAILER FOUR

	Doctor Davidson had the base station in the trailer of Tractor Four
on and was listening to the commands and responses from the assault team
when suddenly he heard; "Medic, Medic to the cabin."  As he was about to
punch the intercom switch to the tractor and tell the driver, Nelson Beck,
to move on the cabin he heard another call go out; "Medic, Medic, twenty
meters west of the cabin."  He hurriedly finished hitting the transmit
button; "Sonny this is Davidson, get me to the cabin as quickly as
possible, we got people down."

	The next thing he knew, Nelson had the rig moving forward and by
the sound of the engine, he was shifting through the gears like a drag
racer.  Five minutes after he told him, Nelson was turning into the Prince
Cabin driveway at a speed that threatened to turn the trailer on its side.
Thirty seconds later he was slamming on the breaks.  Not long after, the
side door at the front of the trailer opened and Doctor Davidson jumped to
the ground giving the area a quick survey.  There on the ground just in
front of the semi clearly illuminated by the headlights, lay a prone body
with one boy kneeling beside it while two others maintained security in
case more bad guys showed up. Looking closer he saw that the left leg was
shredded from just above the knee to the ankle and it looked like the boy
took a hit in the chest.  As he rushed to the downed Squaddie he prayed;
"Dear God, please let him survive."

	Just as he went to his knees and started to open his medical kit,
the boy started to groan and tried to sit up; he gently pushed the boy back
down.  Looking close, he saw the boy was Mitch Babcock and that it was his
prosthesis that had taken the brunt of the shotgun blast.  There was a
little blood on his leg, but it seemed to be the ooze of a graze or a minor
flesh wound, not the spurting blood of a major hit involving any arteries.
The Doctor quickly checked his right leg and groin area to insure there was
no damage in those locations.  He looked to the Squaddie standing guard and
said; "Your knife let me have your knife."

	Marty Morton pulled his Ka Bar from its sheath and handed it to the
doctor hilt first, never stopping his search of the area surrounding the
compound.  Doc Davidson took the knife and started cutting Mitch's left
pant leg off just below his crotch.  Once he got the pants leg off, he
breathed a sigh of relief.  He couldn't find anything but two grazing
wounds on the outside of the boys' leg and a tear in the material used for
securing the prosthesis to his stump.  He looked up at Mike Hedding the
other security Squaddie and said; "Mike, set your rifle down and get his
leg off for me while I check out his chest."

	While Mike was doing as he was directed to, the Doctor ripped open
Mitch's blouse and breathed another sigh of relief, Mitch had taken three
rounds, one in the belly and to in the chest area.  Thank God James and
Matt had gotten Level III body armor for everyone; otherwise Mitch would
have been dead.

	The Doctor looked up at Marty and said; "Take off your ruck and put
it under his head, if he has any problems breathing, yell for me."

	Marty glanced down and said; "No problem Doc, we got him covered."

	Getting to his feet, he trotted over to the Cabin and yelled out;
"It's Doc Davidson, I'm coming in."

	He immediately heard; "Come ahead Doc."

	Rushing into the cabin he found Matt leaning up against the wall
breathing slowly, the front of his MarCams looked like he was attacked by
giant ripstop eating moths.  Smiling a little, he pointed over to the open
door on the other side of the room.  The Doctor moved over to the door and
saw Tommy Marten and Steve Peterson trying to stop Delbert Prince from
bleeding to death.

	The Doctor took over for Tommy and examined the entry wound at
Prince's hip; he saw that the .40 caliber bullet had struck him in the hip
joint and after shattering the joint, exited to the rear of the joint while
removing a large chunk of muscle.  Unless he got a hip joint replacement,
he'd never walk without crutches again. Gesturing to Tommy to apply direct
pressure on the wound to try and staunch the bleeding he moved to Prince's
shoulder.  He examined the wound and determined that there was no immediate
cause for concern, just some blood, and lots of bone splinters.  Too bad,
it might have been better if Tommy hit him square in the head instead of
just grazing him.  Looking at Tommy he said; "Keep up the direct pressure
on both wounds; I'm going to find Jacky."

	Moving to the basement door, he yelled; "In the basement, this is
Doctor Davidson, I'm coming down."

	As soon as he heard Keener say; "Come ahead."  He descended the
stairs and found Jacky lying on the floor with his head propped up smelling
like a cesspool.  Jesse had cut the shirt sleeve of his right arm and
started an IV with Ringer's lactate and D5W and had tied the boy's arm to a
piece of doweling to keep his arm straight so the shunt in the elbow
wouldn't be dislodged when they moved him.

Seeing that Jesse had done everything that could be done down here, he
moved over to examine the other three boys Keener had lined up against the
wall. Bill Jordan, sat with his back propped up on a crate.  Larry Alcorn
was on his back and Jesse was pressing a rubber glove on his chest wound,
looking up from what he was doing he said to the Doctor; "This one has a
sucking chest wound, I think his left lung collapsed.  That fat tub of shit
leaning against the wall only lost a couple of fingers."  Jesse looked at
Keener, giggled and admonished him; "Damn Kee, next time do a better job
aiming."

	Keener, who was watching the three teens to insure that they
wouldn't try anything, glanced quickly at Jesse before saying; "Fuck you
Jesse, I don't have to take this shit."  Knowing that even though he was
hurried just a bit, matters would have been much more simplified if he put
all three of the teens down hard, instead of just wounding them.

	While the doctor was working on the two more seriously wounded
teens, Launy Prince leaned against the wall crying.  Crying from the pain,
crying from being humiliated in front of these people (yup, you guessed it,
he pissed himself again) and crying because he knew he was going back to
jail.

	Jesse looked up towards the top of the stairs and saw several Unit
one people hurrying down them.  As the newcomers got to the bottom he heard
the Unit One vehicles approaching the cabin and realized it was all over.
Matt Bateman, slightly hunched over, slowly descended the stairs and knelt
beside Jacky who was now aware of his surroundings.  Looking down at him he
started to speak; "How you do . . . . . ."  When a short, intense
individual in MarCams, Kevlar, LBE and semi-automatic rifle came flying
down the stairs.  Placing the rifle on the floor he moved to Jacky and
gently placed his hands on the sides of his lover's face and started to
kiss him.  Jacky could feel the tears from his boyfriend's eyes as they
drenched his face and knew that the nightmare was over.

	Matt, Tommy Martin and Doctor Davidson talked about what to do
next, it was agreed that the State Police and the United States Marshal's
office, along with the INS should be notified immediately.  Doctor Davidson
added; "We need to get some 'Dust Offs' (MilSpeak for Helicopter
Ambulances) in here to get these assholes to a Critical Care Unit ASAP.  I
also want to get Mitch and Jacky to an emergency room where we can get some
imaging done" Matt made his way slowly up the stairs and out of the cabin
where he located his cell phone jamming device and turned it off.
Pocketing the device, he pulled out his cell phone and started making the
notifications and the calls for emergency medical services.

	Looking around, he thought to himself how lucky he and the Unit
were that none of the boys were seriously injured.  As he moved down the
steps and over to where Mitch was, he heard the sounds of heavy engines
approaching from the west, looking up he saw the vague outline of Snoopy 09
rapidly approaching.  Keying his radio he said; "Snoopy 09, Snoopy 09, this
is GhostRyder six, over."

	Almost instantly he heard the voice of Major Hobson coming over his
headset: "Six, this Zero Niner, what's your status, over."

	"Zero Niner, Six, we got our boy, no injuries.  We have a problem,
we got what looks like several illegal down here who look like they were
about to pull a hit on the occupants of the cabin.  We're about to call in
the Feds but could use some backup until help arrives, over."

	"Ahh roger your last GhostRyder Six, I have fuel for approximately
six, I say again six hours of loiter time. Over."

	"Zero Niner, Six, could we ask you to monitor the area for other
hostiles until the Feds show up?  Over."

	"Six, Zero Niner, roger, we'll keep you advised of vehicular
traffic and persons on the ground, Zero Niner out."

	Matt moved over to Mitch and knelt down alongside him and found the
boy crying softly; "Mitch buddy, what's the matter, you okay?"

	Mitch looked at Matt before responding; "Dad's gonna kill me, and
if he doesn't Doc Allyn will.  Them sons a bitches ruined my leg and my
chest and belly hurts something fierce, the last thing my daddy said was to
be careful and look what happened to me."

	Matt laughed softly; "I know what you mean about the pain in your
belly and chest, I took a load of buckshot from Del Prince, thank God we
were wearing the Class III body armor or we'd be both be goners.  Don't
worry about your leg, I'll replace it for you, and I know Doc Allyn won't
hold it against you.  Shit man, better a titanium and plastic leg getting
shot up than your biological one, you just stay put until we can arrange to
get you home, and don't worry, that's an order."

	Matt stood up and was moving back to the cabin as Larry Alcorn and
Bill Jordan were being carried from the cabin to the trailer where Doctor
Davidson had his emergency aid station set up.  As the Doctor and Jesse
were following the stretcher- bearers to the trailer, the Doctor gestured
to Mike Hedding and Marty Morton to come with them.

	Getting the Jordan boy on the first table, Doc Davidson got Alcorn
on the second one before turning to Jesse; he looked at Marty Morton and
Mike Hedding who were standing against the wall of the trailer out of the
way.  The Doc ordered; "Martin, remove Jordan's clothing, don't waste any
time, and just cut it all off."  Tuning to Mike he said; "Michael you do
the same to Alcorn, when you get them stripped, take a bottle each of
Betadyne, use those cotton gauze pads and wipe the area around their wounds
down with it, don't worry about neatness, just get it done.  When that's
done, get dressed like we are and Michael you come over here and help me,
Martin, you help Jesse."

	Turning to Jesse he said; "Jesse, I really need your help here, I
know you haven't the necessary training to do what I'm going to ask you to
do, but if I don't get Jordan stabilized, he's dead.  I need you to work on
Alcorn while I do Jordan; you think you can do that?"

	Jesse went pale; "Doc, I just did the First Aid course, I don't
know if I can do anything really difficult."

	"Jesse, if you don't at least try, one or both of these guys are
going to die."  The doctor was washing his hands in 180 proof alcohol as he
talked, not having the time or the facilities to do a full scrub in.
"Time's short Jesse, I need help and you're it, you going to give it to
me?"

	Jesse swallowed hard and nodded his head yes; "I'll try Doc, but
I'm scared shitless right now."

	"Alright Jess, we have to get them set up on the patient monitor
electronics, I want you to attach the blood/oxygen monitor on his right
index finger."

	Jesse nodded and took the gray plastic spring-loaded device of the
top of the P.M. unit that would be monitoring Alcorn and attached it to the
boys' finger, then asked.  "Okay Doc, what next?"

	"Next, attach the blood pressure cuff to his lower right leg, when
you secure it in place, make sure you just snug it down."

	Jesse took the cuff and worked it up Alcorn's calf and snugged it
in place using the Velcro strap; "Okay, it's in place."

	"Good now place the oxygen mask over his nose and mouth, set the
regulator for two liters per minute.  When that's done push the rocker
switch to the 'On' position."  Following the doctor's orders, he completed
the steps and pushed the switch.  He was rewarded with a beeping from the
monitor and low his as the blood pressure cuff started to cycle.  After the
machine monitored Alcorn's BP, pulse and blood oxygen level, the results
flashed up on the monitors' screen.

Jesse studied them for a second before relaying their results to the
Doctor; "Doc, BP is 85 over 49, pulse is 102 and his oxygen level is 93%."

	The Doctor continued his prep of Jordan as he spoke: "Hmmm,
increase the O2 to three liters per minute."

	After he increased the oxygen level; "Okay Doc, what next?" Jesse
asked.

	The doctor looked at the shunt that Jesse had inserted into
Alcorn's right elbow and nodded his head before saying; "Take the syringe
and draw two cc's of Ketamine and inject it into the IV, keep the dosage as
accurate as you can.  Ketamine is a good field use anesthetic, but you
don't want to over medicate him."

	Jesse had practiced using a hypodermic needle by injecting saline
solution into oranges, but this would be the first time he would be
injecting anything into another person, even if it was through the
medication port of the IV line.  His hands, shaking a little, he picked up
the hypo, removed it's protective cap and pulled the plunger back until it
was at the two and a half cc mark on the barrel of the hypodermic needle.
He then picked up the small bottle of Ketamine and inserted the needle
through the rubber stopper and pushed the plunger home.  Jesse took a deep
breath and let it out before pulling the plunger back out until the hypo
had just a little more that two cc's of the drug in it.  Removing the
needle, he gently pushed the plunger in until some of the drug was forced
out and the plunger was aligned with the two cc mark.  Turing to the Doctor
he nodded and then inserted the needle into the IV's medication port;
slowly he injected the contents into the line until the plunger stopped.

	The Doc looked at Jesse as he pulled on a set of surgical gloves;
"Just do what I tell you and ask questions if you don't understand what I
tell you.  Come over here and wash your hands and glove up." Jesse
hurriedly washed his hands with the alcohol after donning a surgical smock,
a surgeon's cap and mask.

 	When his hands were as clean as he could get them, he pulled on a
pair of surgical gloves.  Looking at the Doctor he took a deep breath and
nodded his head indicating he was ready to start.

	Marty looked at Mike, both the boys were pale and sweating, Marty
thought to himself; "Geez, he looks like I feel, and I feel like I'm gonna
puke my guts out any second now."

	The doctor stepped up to the table and started talking as he worked
on Jordan; "All right Martin, on your left look for the for a sealed
package that's labeled 'Scalpel, open it and hand one to Jesse."

	Both of the boys nodded.  "Good, let's get started. Jesse, I want
you to make a small skin incision between two ribs near the site of the
wound, feel around and locate the right spot before you cut."  As he was
instructing Jesse, he was clamping off the ruptured blood vessels in
Jordan's hip wound, without looking up, he said: "Michael."  When he got no
answer he looked over to see Mike staring at the wound.  Raising his voice
he said sharply; "MICHAEL, pay attention."

	Mike quickly looked at the doctor and nodded; "Yes sir, sorry but I
never done nothing like this."

	The Doc nodded and went back to his work; "I know this is difficult
for you, but you must pay attention, now take the round aspirator and use
it to suck the blood out of the wound cavity so I can see what I'm doing."
Mike hurriedly did as he was instructed, when it was temporarily free of
blood he moved back.  The Doctor told him; "Squeeze the bulb and expel the
blood into the can over there."

	Jesse looked up at the Doctor over Alcorn's chest; "What next Doc?"

	"Martin, find the package labeled 'Trocar Probe,' open it and give
it to him, Jesse I want you to use the probe to force a hole in the soft
tissue and muscle between the ribs and the pleura sack that seals the
thoracic cavity around the lungs where you made that incision, careful not
to go too deep into the chest cavity."

	Jesse took the probe and gently pushed it into and through the soft
tissue between the ribs. When it wouldn't go through he said; "Doc, I can't
get it to penetrate, what do I do now?"

	"Jesse, you must be hitting a rib, retract the probe a little and
try again.

	Jesse pulled the probe back a little and tried again, when he felt
it start to move easier, he stopped and withdrew it; "What now Doc?"

	"Marty, open the packages labeled 'Surgical Adhesive Drape and
Thoracic Drain.'  Jesse, take the drape and place it over the wound and the
drain puncture, take the tube attached to the drain assembly and insert it
through the drape and the hole between his ribs.  When you get it inserted,
tape it in place and try to make sure you seal the puncture with the tape."

	Jesse worked quickly, after following the Doctors instructions, he
asked; "Okay Doc, what now?"

	The doctor glanced up from his work and said; "Good, Marty attach
the that small suction pump to the drain line and start it." Martin, find
the packages labeled "Hemostats," look for the package with the smallest
number on it."

	Marty rummaged through the packaged surgical instruments until he
came across the hemostats; "Okay Doc, I got a 01 and a 02 here. Which one
should I give him?"

	"Give him the one marked '01'."  Looking up from his work on
Jordan's hip he said; "Jesse, I want you to find all the damaged blood
vessels you can and clamp them off using the hemostats, keep suctioning out
the excess blood using the aspirator.  Then try to clamp off as many
arteries as you can."  Together the man and boy fought to save the lives of
two of the people who hurt their friend, wishing that they could just let
them die, but knowing they couldn't.

	As the doctor and the three Squaddies entered the trailer, Matt
walked through the front door of the cabin, he heard yelling in the
basement just as three holes appeared in the floor and the cheap chandelier
in the center of the room and a picture of Dan Prince and his wife seemed
to explode into a thousand pieces.  Pulling his Desert Eagle .44 Magnum
pistol from its holster, he ran to the basement doorway and took the steps
three at a time heading down.  Scanning the basement for threats as he
reached the floor, he saw Launy Prince lying on his side with his hands
over his face sobbing while a puddle of liquid formed near his crotch.
Turning to Jacky, he saw Jap and Keener struggling to hold him down and
disarm him.  When Keener had bent over him to reassure, him everything was
all right, Jacky had grabbed Kee's G21 from his shoulder holster and opened
fire on Launy.  If it hadn't been for Keener's quick reactions and him
grabbing Jacky's wrist, Launy's head would have been splattered all over
the basement wall.  As it was, Jacky had been able to get off four rounds
before he ran out of cartridges.  Keener has punched the magazine release
button on the side of the pistol as he fought to keep Jacky from killing
Launy.  When the chambered round was fired after the magazine was dropped,
the slide came out of recoil and slammed home on the empty chamber, all
Jacky got was "click" when he pulled the trigger.

	Matt rushed to the three struggling people and yelled at Jacky;
"Knock it off Jacky; you almost took out some of your buddies upstairs."

	Jacky shook his head and looked up at Matt, shook his head some
more and passed out; "Fucking assholes!" Matt shouted, wishing Keener would
have shot Launy through the head instead of just shooting his fingers
off. Moving quickly to Jacky's side, and gently moving Jap out of the way,
Matt saw the boy's chest rising and falling and figured Jacky had just
passed out.  Then he noticed the smell; "God in heaven, he smells like a
gut pile that's been lying in the sun for three days, we need to get him
cleaned up."  He looked over at Launy cowering against the far wall and
turned to Bobby Bauer; "Bobby secure his hands with some of those cable
ties and get him to fuck out of here, if he gives you any shit, shoot him."

	Little Bobby Bauer, the skinny little guy who Launy and his buddies
had always made fun of looked almost happy at the orders Matt had just
given him. "No problem Boss, that's one order I won't have any problem
following."

	Matt turned back to Jacky and started to remove his clothing when
he felt Jap grab his wrist; "No Matt, let me do this, please?"

	Matt nodded and got out of his way and signaled Keener to follow
Bobby and make sure there weren't any 'accidents.'

	Jap pulled his Ka Bar out and started to cut Jacky's clothes off
him, when he removed his blouse and undershirt he saw the bruises from the
beatings he had received.  It took all his willpower to keep him from
picking up his rifle and capping all of the rotten fuckers.  He had to wipe
his eyes often so that he could see what he was doing. When he had Jacky
stripped out of his clothing, he asked Matt to help him move his lover away
from the clothing to a cleaner spot on the floor.  Together, the man and
boy moved Jacky to the side away from where he had been held hostage for
over two days.  Jap found some halfway clean rags on the workbench and
moistened them with water from one of his water bottles.  As he gently
cleaned Jacky's ravaged body, Jap couldn't stop crying.

	As Matt watched the little redhead boy cleanse his boyfriend's
body, he heard over his headset; "GhostRyder Six this is Snoopy 09, over"

	"Go for Six." Matt said into his mic.

	"Ahh roger six, we got four vehicles with flashing lights heading
your way from SR97."

	"Snoopy 09, Six, roger your last, Six out."

	Running up the stairs, Matt started giving orders over the Unit
Net. By the time he got to the roadway, GhostRyder 25 had most of the dirt
road fifty meters east of the drive blocked and just as Matt got to the
LAV, a HUMVEE with one of the M60's mounted on a pedestal mount filled in
the gap from the LAV to the other side of the road.

	When the four Tribal Police SUV's got within sixty meters of the
roadblock, they were suddenly illuminated by three 1,000,000 candlepower
Q-Beam searchlights.  The lead vehicle slammed on his binders (brakes) and
skidded to a halt, causing the three other vehicles to rear-end each other.
As the dust settled, the doors started opening and Tribal Policemen began
exiting their vehicles armed with handguns and pump action shotguns.

	Tommy yelled out to them; "This Deputy Sheriff Thomas Martin,
Denton County Sheriff's Department.  I have a warrant signed by Federal
Judge Marin Juxton for the arrest of Delbert Prince, Launy Prince, Bill
Jordan and Larry Alcorn.  You are to holster your firearms and return to
your vehicles."

	Captain Jackson Eagletooth was starting to worry now; his long and
profitable relationship with Don Prince was about to bite him in the ass.
He didn't have any alternative but to try and bull his way through and try
to make whoever had set up the roadblock back down.  Pulling a bullhorn out
of the his Eddie Bauer Excursion he ordered back: "This Captain Eagletooth
of the Yakima Nation Tribal Police Force, you have no authority on the
reservation, lower your weapons or we will open fire."

	While Tommy and Eagletooth were arguing, Matt called on this radio;
Snoopy 09 this is GhostRyder Six, over"

	"Six, 09, go ahead over."

	"09, Six, can you throw a shit storm on the road about twenty
meters to the west of the vehicles with their flashers on? Over."

	"Roger Six, keep your heads down, splash in five. Over."

	Matt was just able to say; "Unit One, duck and cover."  Before a
green lance touched the surface of the road and a trench a half meter deep
suddenly appeared across the road twenty meters in front of the Captain's
SUV.  The green lance disappeared but a sound like someone moaning;
"Unnnnnnnnnnnnnnnh," was heard by everyone present.

	When Matt looked again, all of the Tribal Policemen had gotten back
in their vehicles and had the doors closed.

	Matt looked up and said into his mic; "09, Six, perfect."

	"Ahh roger six, be advised that you got more visitors in route to
your location, I count 9 vehicles with flashing lights and what appears to
be three helicopters.  We been monitoring transmission from the copters to
the ground units for the last couple of minutes, they sound like the Feds
you called. I think it's time for me to go play somewhere else, good luck
to you, Snoopy 09 out."

	Just as Snoopy 09 was moving to greener pastures, two ATF, four
U.S. Marshal and two INS vehicles stopped behind the four Tribal Police
vehicles.  Armed and armored men erupted from them surrounding the vehicles
constantly on guard to insure the people in the vehicles wouldn't try
anything.

	Matt spoke into his mic; "All Unit One members, muster in front of
the cabin, unload and safe your weapons."


End of Chapter 42 Next;

Chapter 43 Sorting Things Out



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 the
editing of it for me.  I encourage you all to read Somerset Farm, Dooby
Rhymes With Scooby, The Good Ship Frig It and Apartment 14B by Mr. Haze.  I
also want to thank David, the owner/operations manager of SHV Webhosting in
Ottawa, Ontario, Canada, David is my technical advisor and linguistics
expert.

Doctor Springteufel has made possible the accuracy of the medical
procedures performed by "Doctor Davidson and Jesse Stevens" in Chapter 42.
For his kind help, and for putting up with my overabundance of questions, I
sincerely thank him.

GhostRyder Stories is up and in the process of posting the first ten
chapters of Mr. John Ellison's "The Phantom of Aurora."  Soon we will have
Mr. Jamie Haze's "Somerset Farm" added to the site.  You will find the site
at http://ghostryder15.gayauthors.org/.


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

One more thing please let me know what state you live in, I like to know
where people are who take interest in my story.  Thanks all

Welcome to;

Mike 		In Texas USA
JC 		In Western New York USA
Gray		In Arvada Colorado USA
Alfred	In Pendleton Oregon (Dry Side of Oregon) USA
John		In St Louis Missouri USA
Xerxes_9000	In California, USA
Wes		In Covington Georgia, USA