LOGINSSgt. Tom Riley is a Airforce Joint Terminal Air Controller on missions in Afghanistan. Our Hero is faced with many decisions based on the war going on around him. Slight comedic relief in a few of the characters that join him on his journey protecting those who cannot protect themselves against the tyranny of fascist Taliban regimes. HIs story begins on 911 when the towers fell and the United States was brought to its knees. He adopts a child, falls in love and almost dies quite frequently due to the nature of being a Combat Tier 1 Operator.
View MoreThe next morning Ruthie awoke to loud knocking on the door. Riley got up and growled. " Give me a minute. I am getting dressed." He hopped up and down as he pulled his pants on and zipped them up and pulled his shirt on as he opened the door. There stood Mo with a beautiful box of pastries and some Turkish coffee. He stepped back and let her side and grabbed a eclair as she walked past and bit down. She moved across to the bed as Ruthie was sitting up, Hair all messy. She smiled as she reached out and grabbed an eclair and bit down saying," Oh my gosh! this is so good. Who made these?" Mo smirked slightly and said," I gave Danny a hundred dollars to make them for us. So, He made a box for us to take to the General and a box for us There are two dozen in each box. Both Maple and Chocolate with this custard inside. Now get up! We have a dress to buy and other stuff." Ruthie smiled and nodded as she pulled her pants on hopping a bit with her eclair in her teeth. Riley laughed and grabb
Meanwhile...Washington Dc was all in a buzz. Pesident Bush was in the war room for the morning military briefing and whent ashen white when he heard Strike Package Romeo come over the airways. Now, He was pretty sure it was someone who had been a bag man for him to know Strike Package Romeo. He motioned for his bag man to open the football and reveal the strike package inside. There, pretty as you please was sitting " Strike Package Romeo". Bush ,uttered under his breath." That crazy son of a bitch! Well, I did tell him that I would never ask him to open the football that he would have to open it an put it in front of me I would then authorize it. Wait now," Bush said straining to hear the chatter. His bag man blanched as he read off the sequence of letters and numbers with knifelike precision. Bush looked up and said to his bag man," You didn't memorize this number did you? The bag man shook his head feeling slightly chagrined. President Bush lifted his eye brow and s
The five soldiers and reporter pressed their way silently in to the city center.Moving silently and efficiently through whatever crowd they encountered. They split into two teams. Riley, Flarighty and Brown in one team, escorting the reporter and Cunningham and Beaverhousen in their own team. They stashed the weapons in a nice spot and continued to walk towards the center of town. Riley kept looking for vantage points and pointed up. They both pushed Ruthie up onto the roof and then they both jumped up shortly. They kept their heads low as they ran across the roof tops. Richard cursed low under his breath,"Mo was dressed like a man like Flarighty instructed but she was a little pissed and irritated so she tried several times to get a distance shot of her target but everytime she had a money shot, someone innocent moved between them. Mo Growled into the speaker." FUUUCK!! Other people keep getting in the way! Chris what do you see from there?" She said as she prea
The next morning everyone came creaping out of the container at 04:30 to go back to their respective abodes. Jack was holding his head and pulling on his uniform shirt. Tooth brush hanging out of his mouth. Mo, had fallen asleep sitting at the table after like the third round of poker. This was the lull before the storm. Mornings were never this nice. As they are all standing by Clyde's Stall in the shadows to avoid patrol. When Ruthie made it outside, Her pony tail was pushed to the side a little and she had wisps of hair around her like a halo.. Tom growled, He hoped that she would stay asleep so he could have some alone time with her before he went to ask the General about Mo's target.All of them were using Special forces signs. But of course Jack had to be the funny one and almost got caught when they ran across the street and got the ladies back to their container. Still, continuing on like bandits in the night got Chris back to his container and Jack to his truck that





