relief work. The United Nations, along with the respective foreign governments, was trying to negotiate the release of the ten men.
*
Dressed in his karate gee, Jason proudly marched across from the Academy to the airbase. He showed his pass and was allowed into the base. The two-armed guards pointed him in the direction he needed to go. Two more armed guards greeted him and allowed him inside. Once inside, Alex Hannity, a well-built man with a shaved head, greeted him. Jason couldn’t help but notice his tattoos that covered his arms and chest.
He spent the next two hours working out with the men. Much of it consisted with circuit training and various karate movements they called katas and finished off with non-contact sparing. Jason enjoyed sparing more than anything. He was of course much smaller and lighter than his opponents but made up for it with his incredibly fast reactions and moves. Often, they watched in astonishment at his moves. He switched from Taekwondo to Jiu Jitsu to Jeet Kune Do and, every now and then, he would throw an opponent in a Judo move.
On his way out, he passed several offices. They were closed the people working at the secret facility had gone home for the night. On one door he read the sign Radio Communications High Level Security. He tried the door to see just how secure it was and was surprised when it opened. After checking he was not being watched, he snuck inside and looked around. The room had large radios. They looked similar to his friends Scott’s, but these were much larger and looked more modern. On the table, he noticed a folder marked Top Secret. Inside were codes for radio contacts. Jason had no idea what he could do with it but remembered Scott saying that the Americans used secret codes and could never understand what they were saying. I bet Scott would love his. It'd make an awesome birthday gift , he said to himself as he stuck it under his jacket.
He returned back to the academy covered in sweat. He had bruises on his forearms after blocking various blows. he couldn’t wait to see Max again to thank him. He mailed out the secret codes to Scott the following morning, wishing he could see his friend's face when he opened it.
*
Tex and Jason joined Cowboy and Yankee for breakfast the next morning. It was the usual mocking of each other's accents, talking about girls, and what revolver would be best suited to carry. Jason felt strangely at home. He never missed his old school. Maybe Scott, but other than that, he was thoroughly happy.
Even more so, he enjoyed first lesson of the day—military training. Each week at the same time they were taught something of military importance and often had a guest speaker. Jason was delighted when Alex Hannity greeted the boys.
The three-hour lesson was jungle survival training. Hannity had returned from Vietnam just five months earlier. He had spent six years fighting in ‘Nam as he called it. He had lost many friends and colleagues during the war. He called the North Vietnamese the Vietcong, and he recalled events to the enthusiastic youngsters in Jason’s class. He covered how to survive by eating certain bugs and snakes as well as what plants to eat and avoid. He was awarded the Purple Heart. In a question and answer session at the end of the lesson, Yankee asked him what he hated the most about the war. He replied coming home to America. He was walking down a street and called a baby killer and literally spat on.
It was shocking to hear how he and many were treated. However, reports had hit the news that some troops had raped Vietnamese woman. Over four hundred thousand civilians had been caught up in the cross fire from both sides. Alex Hannity had to take a breath at one moment to prevent himself from breaking down. He explained that, in all wars, bad things happen. Your job, as a solider, is to follow orders on behalf of your country.
The whole class enjoyed the lesson and was disappointed when the bell went for lunch
*
Dressed in his karate gee, Jason proudly marched across from the Academy to the airbase. He showed his pass and was allowed into the base. The two-armed guards pointed him in the direction he needed to go. Two more armed guards greeted him and allowed him inside. Once inside, Alex Hannity, a well-built man with a shaved head, greeted him. Jason couldn’t help but notice his tattoos that covered his arms and chest.
He spent the next two hours working out with the men. Much of it consisted with circuit training and various karate movements they called katas and finished off with non-contact sparing. Jason enjoyed sparing more than anything. He was of course much smaller and lighter than his opponents but made up for it with his incredibly fast reactions and moves. Often, they watched in astonishment at his moves. He switched from Taekwondo to Jiu Jitsu to Jeet Kune Do and, every now and then, he would throw an opponent in a Judo move.
On his way out, he passed several offices. They were closed the people working at the secret facility had gone home for the night. On one door he read the sign Radio Communications High Level Security. He tried the door to see just how secure it was and was surprised when it opened. After checking he was not being watched, he snuck inside and looked around. The room had large radios. They looked similar to his friends Scott’s, but these were much larger and looked more modern. On the table, he noticed a folder marked Top Secret. Inside were codes for radio contacts. Jason had no idea what he could do with it but remembered Scott saying that the Americans used secret codes and could never understand what they were saying. I bet Scott would love his. It'd make an awesome birthday gift , he said to himself as he stuck it under his jacket.
He returned back to the academy covered in sweat. He had bruises on his forearms after blocking various blows. he couldn’t wait to see Max again to thank him. He mailed out the secret codes to Scott the following morning, wishing he could see his friend's face when he opened it.
*
Tex and Jason joined Cowboy and Yankee for breakfast the next morning. It was the usual mocking of each other's accents, talking about girls, and what revolver would be best suited to carry. Jason felt strangely at home. He never missed his old school. Maybe Scott, but other than that, he was thoroughly happy.
Even more so, he enjoyed first lesson of the day—military training. Each week at the same time they were taught something of military importance and often had a guest speaker. Jason was delighted when Alex Hannity greeted the boys.
The three-hour lesson was jungle survival training. Hannity had returned from Vietnam just five months earlier. He had spent six years fighting in ‘Nam as he called it. He had lost many friends and colleagues during the war. He called the North Vietnamese the Vietcong, and he recalled events to the enthusiastic youngsters in Jason’s class. He covered how to survive by eating certain bugs and snakes as well as what plants to eat and avoid. He was awarded the Purple Heart. In a question and answer session at the end of the lesson, Yankee asked him what he hated the most about the war. He replied coming home to America. He was walking down a street and called a baby killer and literally spat on.
It was shocking to hear how he and many were treated. However, reports had hit the news that some troops had raped Vietnamese woman. Over four hundred thousand civilians had been caught up in the cross fire from both sides. Alex Hannity had to take a breath at one moment to prevent himself from breaking down. He explained that, in all wars, bad things happen. Your job, as a solider, is to follow orders on behalf of your country.
The whole class enjoyed the lesson and was disappointed when the bell went for lunch
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