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I'm far too much of a gentleman to look, Thess!
absolutely no one here is going to believe that line ...
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
Monday the 4th of March 1991. Washington D.C. The White House. The Oval Office.
“Great news, Mr. President, our troops have liberated Kuwait City! The Iraqi Army is on the run.”
The president considered. It had been going well the last hours. The coalition forces had launched a massive ground offensive into Kuwait. As a matter of surprise, a second front had been launched on the left flank, into Iraqi territory. Strictly, this maneuver was against the UN mandate, but the tactical necessity to encircle the Iraqi’s had made it imperative. With the French Foreign Legion acting as the hammerhead, this left flank had successfully wheeled towards the apparently still ignorant enemy, and now, the big clash was on. As yet, no diplomatic protest had been issued about this violation of Iraqi territory.
“Tell me, General, what about Saddam and his gang? Did you already locate them?”
“No, Mr. President, they are hiding, probably hiding deep. But I assure you, we have things under control. Wherever they are hiding, they cannot communicate anymore. Saddam and his gang are completely cut off from the Iraqi chain of command! And the moment they will dare to come out of their shelter, we shall get them all the way!”
“Right, General, and what about the state of our air superiority?”
“Air superiority!? Mr. President! We have total air supremacy! We have total control over the skies of Iraq. Nothing that will dare taking off, or we will intercept it and take it down again. All over Iraq, even the birds are scared to fly by now!”
“Then, General, what is that story about Saddam’s son Uday, who has been seen openly at the execution of these crucified women? And why he could got there by helicopter? With a fleet of six fast, heavy, assault helicopters? They could just fly around, undeterred, and Uday could walk openly in public! Explain me that?”
“Mr. President, who told you? That must be a hoax?”
“It was on CNN, General! So it happened!”
“But, Sir, I assure you… This affair is delicate, Sir! We have discussed this before.”
“Listen here, General, someday, someone will have to explain why these women were not rescued.”
“Sir, General Schwarzwald…!”
“What about him, General?”
“He…Sir, General Schwarzwald has reported that the way to Baghdad is open. He says he can make it into two days, as the Iraqi Army is completely derouted.”
“Do not change the subject, General! And by the way, nobody is going to Baghdad!”
“But Mr. President, this is a unique opportunity!”
“General, my orders are clear! The offensive in Kuwait will stop at the Iraqi border, and the troops operating on Iraqi territory will withdraw behind the Kuwaiti or Saudi boundaries as soon as their mission will be accomplished! No dash to Baghdad, under no circumstances! Even not under the pretext of pursuing the enemy! Is that clear, General!?”
“Yes, Sir, but what about Saddam?”
“General, our mandate was to liberate Kuwait! And Saddam’s regime will topple by itself, now that his army is destroyed. There is enough internal opposition in Iraq to take care of that!”
“But Sir, General Schwarzwald…!”
“Schwarzwald has to take care that his victory does not make him delirious and incautious. He probably sees himself as a new Patton now! I do not want our troops involved into a quagmire. We are winning with minimal casualties! Let’s keep it like that! So, Baghdad is out of the question!”
“Yes, Sir!”
“And by the way, I know what Schwarzwald is up to! He wants to enter Baghdad as a conqueror, just for his own glory! Like Edmund Allenby, marching into Jerusalem during the First World War! That was his dream! Well, I tell you, General, Schwarzwald can whistle for his triumph! That shall teach that arrogant bastard to sabotage my order to rescue these crucified women!”
***
A few hours later, the president was still in the Oval Office, following the events on TV.
“The Vice-President has arrived, Sir!”
“Let him in!”
“Congratulations! What a great victory!”
“Yes, Vice! Very great, indeed!”
“You do not look convinced! The moment could not be better! That far in your term! It will certainly pay off over twenty months!”
The president did not reply immediately but kept watching TV!
“Kuwait City is liberated! The people are celebrating it on the streets! Meanwhile, it is all chaos around. Retreating Iraqi troops have been intercepted by coalition forces! The road from Kuwait City to Iraq is a carnage of burned wrecks and scourged bodies! Iraqi troops surrender by thousands. The Iraqi Army has practically ceased to exist! But before their retreat, Saddam’s troops have blown up hundreds of oil wells. The whole country is an inferno of burning wells, billowing black thick smoke. Environmental specialists fear already now for a disaster, possibly as bad as a nuclear winter, in parts of Asia! But now, everybody is cheering victory, a victory however on which still the shadow is casting from the failure to rescue the two female bomber crew members who, for the eyes of the whole world, suffered a cruel and humiliating death on the cross in the streets of an Iraqi town. This is Dottie Brown for CNN in Kuwait City!”
The broadcast showed again the footage of Barb and Siss struggling on their cross.
“You see that, Vice!?” the president said, pointing to the crucifixion scene on the screen, “Over twenty months, that failure will cost my second term!”
“Great news, Mr. President, our troops have liberated Kuwait City! The Iraqi Army is on the run.”
The president considered. It had been going well the last hours. The coalition forces had launched a massive ground offensive into Kuwait. As a matter of surprise, a second front had been launched on the left flank, into Iraqi territory. Strictly, this maneuver was against the UN mandate, but the tactical necessity to encircle the Iraqi’s had made it imperative. With the French Foreign Legion acting as the hammerhead, this left flank had successfully wheeled towards the apparently still ignorant enemy, and now, the big clash was on. As yet, no diplomatic protest had been issued about this violation of Iraqi territory.
“Tell me, General, what about Saddam and his gang? Did you already locate them?”
“No, Mr. President, they are hiding, probably hiding deep. But I assure you, we have things under control. Wherever they are hiding, they cannot communicate anymore. Saddam and his gang are completely cut off from the Iraqi chain of command! And the moment they will dare to come out of their shelter, we shall get them all the way!”
“Right, General, and what about the state of our air superiority?”
“Air superiority!? Mr. President! We have total air supremacy! We have total control over the skies of Iraq. Nothing that will dare taking off, or we will intercept it and take it down again. All over Iraq, even the birds are scared to fly by now!”
“Then, General, what is that story about Saddam’s son Uday, who has been seen openly at the execution of these crucified women? And why he could got there by helicopter? With a fleet of six fast, heavy, assault helicopters? They could just fly around, undeterred, and Uday could walk openly in public! Explain me that?”
“Mr. President, who told you? That must be a hoax?”
“It was on CNN, General! So it happened!”
“But, Sir, I assure you… This affair is delicate, Sir! We have discussed this before.”
“Listen here, General, someday, someone will have to explain why these women were not rescued.”
“Sir, General Schwarzwald…!”
“What about him, General?”
“He…Sir, General Schwarzwald has reported that the way to Baghdad is open. He says he can make it into two days, as the Iraqi Army is completely derouted.”
“Do not change the subject, General! And by the way, nobody is going to Baghdad!”
“But Mr. President, this is a unique opportunity!”
“General, my orders are clear! The offensive in Kuwait will stop at the Iraqi border, and the troops operating on Iraqi territory will withdraw behind the Kuwaiti or Saudi boundaries as soon as their mission will be accomplished! No dash to Baghdad, under no circumstances! Even not under the pretext of pursuing the enemy! Is that clear, General!?”
“Yes, Sir, but what about Saddam?”
“General, our mandate was to liberate Kuwait! And Saddam’s regime will topple by itself, now that his army is destroyed. There is enough internal opposition in Iraq to take care of that!”
“But Sir, General Schwarzwald…!”
“Schwarzwald has to take care that his victory does not make him delirious and incautious. He probably sees himself as a new Patton now! I do not want our troops involved into a quagmire. We are winning with minimal casualties! Let’s keep it like that! So, Baghdad is out of the question!”
“Yes, Sir!”
“And by the way, I know what Schwarzwald is up to! He wants to enter Baghdad as a conqueror, just for his own glory! Like Edmund Allenby, marching into Jerusalem during the First World War! That was his dream! Well, I tell you, General, Schwarzwald can whistle for his triumph! That shall teach that arrogant bastard to sabotage my order to rescue these crucified women!”
***
A few hours later, the president was still in the Oval Office, following the events on TV.
“The Vice-President has arrived, Sir!”
“Let him in!”
“Congratulations! What a great victory!”
“Yes, Vice! Very great, indeed!”
“You do not look convinced! The moment could not be better! That far in your term! It will certainly pay off over twenty months!”
The president did not reply immediately but kept watching TV!
“Kuwait City is liberated! The people are celebrating it on the streets! Meanwhile, it is all chaos around. Retreating Iraqi troops have been intercepted by coalition forces! The road from Kuwait City to Iraq is a carnage of burned wrecks and scourged bodies! Iraqi troops surrender by thousands. The Iraqi Army has practically ceased to exist! But before their retreat, Saddam’s troops have blown up hundreds of oil wells. The whole country is an inferno of burning wells, billowing black thick smoke. Environmental specialists fear already now for a disaster, possibly as bad as a nuclear winter, in parts of Asia! But now, everybody is cheering victory, a victory however on which still the shadow is casting from the failure to rescue the two female bomber crew members who, for the eyes of the whole world, suffered a cruel and humiliating death on the cross in the streets of an Iraqi town. This is Dottie Brown for CNN in Kuwait City!”
The broadcast showed again the footage of Barb and Siss struggling on their cross.
“You see that, Vice!?” the president said, pointing to the crucifixion scene on the screen, “Over twenty months, that failure will cost my second term!”
Thessela
Beloved slavegirl
Oh wow Lox. Thanks for putting my whole story in proper historical context....very believable!
Love the way both you and Tree have added to the story with such great writing.
rb1956
Lone Wolf
Tree our hero...an he always gets the girl!!!!!!!!!!!!
...and she always bitches at him...
LittleSiss
Sorceress
LittleSiss
Sorceress
Cinder blocks will hurt you
Cinder blocks will help you
They will stain you pain
But the feel of wood
And the air on your skin
Cold Iron within you
What building blocks take you here?
The presences of knowing ...............
Somehow I didn't expect that. Good to go get them out though, and I needed the exercise anyway.
Never leave your own behind.
Nice one, Tree.
(Anyone get the number of that naked girl on the roof? I like her...um...marksmanship.)
She asked that we don't look, you horny bastard!!!Somehow I didn't expect that. Good to go get them out though, and I needed the exercise anyway.
Never leave your own behind.
Nice one, Tree.
(Anyone get the number of that naked girl on the roof? I like her...um...marksmanship.)
Tree
Goodnight all and good morning to our friends a half-world away!!!
T
Thessela
Beloved slavegirl
The eBook is online
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crux-forums-e-book-libary.4744/page-7
http://www.cruxforums.com/xf/threads/crux-forums-e-book-libary.4744/page-7
Dorothy Brown
Brown Sugar
Loxuru
Graf von Kreuzigung
At the start of the next campaign in Iraq, in 2003, the US military took care that TV-reporter Dottie Brown and her crew were well "embedded", so that they could not walk to and fro across the enemy lines.