We Are Warriors

Early life of Jack Bashe, where he came from. His part in WW2, finding his love, Anna in South Pacific. His fight against the Japanese. Marriage to Anna, understanding her missionary calling. "I'm over here, sweetheart." I could barely make-out a bed sitting on the far wall and a form lying in it at first. But as my eyes adjusted, I could tell it was Nancy and she was waiting for me under a single sheet which did nothing to shield her womanly curves. I walked to the bed and dropped my towel and slid under the sheet next to her as her warm arms encircled my body and her mouth found mine.Anna heard them, the sound tearing away the sleep from her eyes, spoiling the best nights rest she'd had in weeks. The squeal of their motors as they twisted and dived, seeking a kill. The powerful barking of 50 caliber machine guns as they ripped the heavens and jolted her to full conscious while seeking their prey. The awesome boom as plane after plane failed in this game of cat and mouse while jumping from one cloud to another, seeking hiding places. The earth was not immune from their folly as patterns of death kicked up dirt, tree limbs, and rocks in a devastating show of destruction of anything unable to flee the path of wayward firepower. Anna's makeshift bedroom felt the fury of the madness from the sky as stray bullets tore through the walls of her building within only a few feet from her bed.Tonight, she was thinking, was the first time she had taken a drink since that awful stormy night when Todd Driver and the Nazi submarine Commander and the young lieutenant had forced her to strip naked before them. She had asked for the drink, needing anything to fortify her for the ordeal the three evil men had planned for her. She remembered how the fury of the storm had descended on the small hut they were holding her in and how the tree had crashed through the roof, killing the Lieutenant and commander just before the three started taking turns raping her. She again thanked the Lord for her narrow escape. She shook her head as if she were trying to erase the memories. Memories of a terrible night, one which was part of a life she would just as soon forget.