Matt spent a little time with his nieces and nephews. Malachai showed him a neat little trick that Mike had taught him and played a guitar solo that Uncle Danny had been working with him on. "Malachai's come a long way since I last saw him. He'll be what, nine soon?"
"Just turned nine, actually." Brie told him.
"Hey, David, who knew that you're kid was so talented?" Matt said
"All of my kids are talented, Sergeant. What the hell are you talking about?" was David's response.
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The Commandant and the Master Sergeant left. "Ok boys, back to work we go. We've got new information to add to the monologue. Let's get it done", Dan said.
"But, Dan, we'd like to spend time with our families too. You're running this ship like a fucking Nazi", Mike said.
"This isn't a democracy, boys", Dan said.
"Bull shit it's not", David said. "All in favor of spending the rest of the day with our kids, raise your hands." Mike, John, and David himself raised their hands. "Ok. All opposed." Dan raised his. "Spend the rest of the day with our families it is."
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"Master Sergeant, when we get back to HQ, I want to put together that strike force. First, we handle the prisoners, all of them that we have in custody. Start with the big wigs then work your way down. Do what you feel the need to do to get them to talk, then kill them. Screw trial. Next, you hit the White House. Take Gentry out", the Commandant said after he was sure that they were a good distance away from the Disturbed safe house.
"Yes, sir."
"Take no prisoners, Sergeant. None. This is a seek and destroy."
The Sergeant nodded. "You can count on me, sir."
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