Battleship Destroyer (14 page)

"Now we will add an exclamation
to help you remember better. After each verse of "Touch my privates and die." You will slap your own butt twice and hard. After the verse of "Public privates are for all." You will pull your dick or your crotch and push up your boobs, which ever you have for all to see with the words Hump, Hump. And if I don't hear a good hard slap or see the flag raised every time it is called for, my little helpers will help you. If you do not have enough breast to push up you grab it and jerk on it like a cow." Turning around to look at everyone. "Do you understand maggots?"

"Yes Chief!" most tried to keep from smiling but were not very successful.

After they had repeated the chant a few times complete with slaps the Chief said. "Now attention. Left face. Forward march. “The group started marching around the compartment in front of the bunks.” Public privates are for all. Hump, Hump." As the Chief stuck out his crotch with his hand on it pulling up to show it off.  "Touch my skivvies and die. Slap, Slap." The Chief's left hand slapping his own butt making a louder slap than anyone else even though he still had his pants on. Continuing to repeat the chants and slaps over and over again as they marched around the compartment with every naked recruit showing off their privates. Most of the men getting hard rather easily weather they wanted to or not.

For
an hour they marched around the compartment pulling and chanting and slapping. With a dozen drill Sargent's berating the recruits whenever they even glanced at another recruits private parts, which was hard not to do at first. Especially turning vicious when the recruits started getting aroused and knowing exactly where to painfully pinch or slap to deflate any desires. After a half hour no one was even thinking of looking at anything but back of the head in front of him or her. After an hour the last thing anyone wanted to do was touch their privates let alone pull on them. Finally after two hours of marching around in a circle naked, the sight of anyone’s privates was beyond arousing. The Chief stopped them on their own foot pads with perfect precision.

"Now that we are no longer children giggling at peckers and b
oobs you can put your skivvies back on and the next time someone decides they do not feel like wearing them outside the shower that includes your bunk, you all can take a tour of the ship naked and give everyone a chance to enjoy all your bodies. Something the gays would love to take advantage of as you stand at attention. Is that understood maggots?"

It
took another good hour of shouting "Yes, sir!" and another hundred tours around the compartment naked before the Chief decided that he could hear them all and that they understood. Finally with the recruits dressed properly in their numbered skivvies, they marched to the recruit processing and uniform supply compartments to get a haircut and sign for their personal kits. Arriving just as another company was leaving. Jack thought he spotted the familiar face of a girl from childhood that he had grown up with but the size of the girls breasts sticking out a good foot in front of her told him that it could not possible be her. Her company marched past his company as they waited to enter the supply compartment. He tried to look to make sure but got that him chewed out with threats of a run around the ship naked as he did twenty pushups along with half the company who had looked at her breasts. Even though he was not looking at her breasts but her face. Finely deciding that could not be her. She wouldn't have been that stupid and had a wonderful loving family with no reason for her to join.

With his new uniform
s that had been tailor machine made for him as well as all the other recruits during the night (they had been scanned the night before after dawning their numbered underwear) complete with his name stenciled on the front of each peace and on every item in his kit. Then after storing every piece away in its proper labeled place in his locker, Jack took up position again in the footpads at the head of his bunk. He was glad he was not the last few as a half dozen drill sergeants descended on the poor saps. The Chief stepped into the compartment. "Now that you look like worms instead of maggots we will go to a late breakfast and then ladies and gentlemen after a short class on your responsibilities as Navy Crewmen you will be allowed out onto the military landing tarmac to say good bye to your families. That is if you filled out your forms properly last night and for some that didn't; if it turns out your family really loves and missed you and read our announcement of your enlistment this morning in the news. Just remember one thing. You are in the navy now and deserters will be shot even in the back if you run, including any family you try to hide behind as accessories during the act."

Letting that sink in for
a few seconds the Chief continued. "And to preclude any rumors. A planetary out post system on the fringe of human space went silent over a year ago along with a string of outposts since and now a frontier system with millions of colonists only a week ago. Since the first loss of contact, we have lost every ship that has gone out to investigate, including battleship squadrons and dozens of our fastest scout ships. Luckily some of those ships were able to get message torpedoes clear of the enemy before they were destroyed. Also lucky for us that we were already building new battleships at a low rate as the bugs in the new engines were being worked out, that had cropped up during initial production some 30 years ago. Luckily someone forgot to tell the automated hull factory about the engine slowdown but now that we need them we have a lot of battleships that finally have engines but no crews. Luckily again, we have you and thousands like you on dozens of training ships scattered across the Republic."

The Chief walked back and forth
around the compartment as he talked. "Something big and nasty this way comes worms and that is a secret you cannot talk about to anyone including your loved ones. That is an order that will get you and your family thrown in the brig if you tell them. Just remember, all of you were handpicked to join. We really are producing battle ships faster than we can train good crews for and you are the best. Just remember that when you go out and start whining to your loved ones about how unfair the universe is, you may be the ones that save your family's ship and their lives."

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Jack had his bunk's personal screen set on the space port as the training ship sitting horizontally on its belly, lifted on its huge gravity coils until it was high enough to fire its main engines and point its stern toward the ground and blasted into space leaving the planet and system behind. He had seen thousands of take offs before, but this was the first time he had ever taken off leaving his parents and family ship behind. He was suddenly very alone. A tear came to his eyes as he lost sight of the Turner Joy. Something he had not done saying good bye to his parents on the tarmac in front of the training ship. He had been taught that as the Captain's son, to maintain an even strain.

Besides after being berated for being stupid and joining the Navy by both his father and brother, a tear was the last thing that even tried to come out. Even when his mother started to cry, shocking Jack.
He did not know what to make of his sister simply standing staring at him while shaking her head in bewilderment until much later when she finally hugged him and said into his ear. "You’re smart enough to get off the Turner Joy. Maybe you aren’t so dumb after all." Then kissed him on the cheek.  Jack's other surprise was his grandfather, while stern faced, Pop actually hugged him and said. "You remember everything I taught you boy and you will go fare in spite of the stupid Colleges you were enrolled in instead of my university. Just remember The Game, and don't get in a hurry. It will come to you in time. Just do your best is all anyone can ask of you." Giving him another hug and kissed him on both cheeks. "I am proud of you Jack no matter what happens." Holding him out at arm's length he stared into Jack's eyes. "Don't be afraid to argue interpretations of proven facts. It was the wrong interpretation of facts a thousand years ago that kept man locked into the Sol system when the scientific consensuses interpretation insisted that nothing could go faster than light even after man had colonies across the planets and the right  interpretation was starring them in the face. A moron finally saw enough of the right interpretation to finally design and build gravity coils to push his ship past the speed of light to the nearest star and back again in months before the scientific consensuses finally came up with the complete current interpretation. The speed of gravity limit may be just another wrong interpretation as well though there is no reason for us to worry about it right now. There are plenty of others about the enemy that could get you killed."

A high pitched voice practically screamed. "Leave me alone you pervert!"

Pop shook his head as he slapped Jacks shoulder. "Take care boy. I have to go kill your brother before he gets arrested." Glancing at his son standing next to Jack with a disgusted look, Pop turned and walked off in the direction of the scream.

Tom's parents suddenly appeared
Immerging out of the throngs of people, asking Jack to keep an eye on their son and keep him safe as they hugged him, wishing him well. Jack tried to talk with Tom but with Tom’s parents in front of him and his parents flanking him with mom clutching his arm refusing to let go it was impossible. Then dozens of other parents from the Turner Joy started coming up to them. All expecting the Captain's son to provide a miracle even though a day before most were calling him retard or laughing at the idea of him being a ship's pilot.

A baffled and shocked Jack simply stood there
to stunned to say anything. Still mad at his father and brother and unsure of himself. His parents, talking to the parents trying to ease their worries while Jack simply smiled as best as he could saying as little as possible, not knowing what to say in the first place. Especially when a vaguely familiar looking girl in a navy recruit uniform like his with huge breasts came up stopping a few feet away glaring at him for several minutes as his parents’ reassuring other parents. She suddenly lunged forward hugging him briefly and told him that he couldn’t run far enough to keep her from hating him and then gave him a peck on his lips. A spark arced between her lips and his and as she backed up he raised his hand toward his lips in surprise but caught her breast for a second instead. Already confused and embarrassed from all the attention Jack could only stand there in shock. With one of the twin suns half way up on the horizon in his eyes preventing him from seeing anything but her shadowed outline, he simply grunted at the strange girl as he started to reach his hand up to shield his eyes hitting her boob yet again.

S
he slapped him across the face and screamed at him. Though with everyone else talking only he heard her. “I am going to kill you, you pervert!” Grabbing his upper arm like a vice.

Jack
was jerked around by another parent wanting his reassurance that he would personally watch out for their child even though their child was years older than he was. The girl’s fingers still digging into his arm. Jack suddenly noticed his brother with happy sparkling eyes heading his way from behind the man demanding his attention, to his dread at first. But a sudden growing expectation crossed his mind, that maybe his brother had a change of heart about him joining the Navy only to realize his brothers eyes were not on him but on someone a little to the side and behind him as he strode past him. Turning around as his brother slapped him on the shoulder without ever looking at him as he realized the strange girl was gone. Jack shielded his eyes against the sun as he watched the back of his brother pushing through the crowd chasing after some girl, doing his usual. Looking beyond to see too many women around to figure out which one had kissed him and then it downed on him what his asshole brother was doing yet again.

With the
hottest of the suns beating down on him and the high humidity jungle surrounding the port making him sweat and not helping with his hang over.  Jack wiped the tear from his eyes as he backed a few steps away from his father talking to the worried parents of the Turner Joy and even other ships when word got around that a Ship's Captain's son had enlisted. Shaking his head as his brother walked back up and started making passes at everything with boobs in sight.  Jack wished he could crawl into one of the cracks in the tarmac so people would stop looking at him, blaming him for his brother. He was so embarrassed watching his brother making a fool out of himself trying to get the Comm number of even the recruits that were getting ready to leave the planet.

Not being able to watch his brother anymore,
Jack turned again to study the ship laying on its belly across the miles long tarmac behind him. The huge mile long ship sat with half a dozen gapping hatches and thousands of recruits marching or running in perfect step up and down the ramps and around the ship. Most of them in Navy battle dress and weapons. Though he wondered about several small groups spread out around the corners of the ship that had been standing at attention without moving since his company, amongst the half dozen new companies, had marched out there to the fenced compound to say good bye to their relatives and friends. Or rather shambled out there in rag tag loose lines that kind of made him ashamed compared to the seemingly hundreds of strait lined precision marching and cadence chanting companies moving around them. He had to admit they looked good. He turned his attention back to the ship.

The ship
was an old hundred year old assault transport that he had a badly repaired model of in his cabin back on the Turner Joy. The real ship bristled with dozens of self-defense and troop support gun turrets his model did not have. Seeing the real ship up close finally made Jack realize he was becoming part of something much bigger than himself. Something he could be proud of if he could ever get past being scared to death. Jack found himself wishing the Drill Chief would come and get them so they could leave as his mother kept clinging and embarrassing him. Especially each time he saw his brother making a fool of himself with another woman or girl that did not look old enough or. All the parents coming up to talk to his father to demand the impossible while they stared and gestured at him. Though he was glad they were not talking to him anymore.  His family talking about him as if he was not there was just normal.