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Military challenges for battle-hardened soldiers
Part III Military knives at work Lt. Fuller MP Cpl. Tallong Capt. Kransdorf special forces Umpires Pte. Masterton and Staff Sgt. Bonner Two MPs Quartermaster Pte. Adam Pte's. There was a
predictable military stuff up. The engineers supporting the trench warfare
had built eight sets of pegs and fittings specifically to stake out soldiers.
Maj. Mannhelder overlooked Capt. Kransdorf with his specialist castration killing zone.
Capt. Kransdorf was a Special Forces officer who
reported to Maj. Mannhelder in the course of his
normal military duties. The Quartermaster had supplied a box of the latest
knives which two Pte’s had issued to all present.
Capt. Kransdorf was annoyed when the Quartermaster
interrupted the beginning of activities within the castration killing zone.
The Quartermaster demanded that the assembled fighters cancel their proposed
combat and move instead to the castration area within the trench killing
zone. He pointed out that stakes had been positioned on the ground in
preparation. There, the fighters’ mission was to capture targets, stake them
out and, then, castrate them. “What does Maj. Mannhelder say?” “He is in favour but the real power play comes from Maj. Miguel,
the Spaniard. He wants a full quota of fighting soldiers in the trench
killing zone.” “Will you be
issuing rifle butts, bayonets and knives to all fighters?” “Yes. You can be
certain all your fighters will join in and use the additional weapons.” “We have a slight
problem. Our fighters here are focussed on
castration as the primary weapon.” “They will assemble
at the site beside the staked area. The engineers have deliberately built the
stakes so that the pinned soldiers will see their captors in action. Lt.
Brant is fully aware that some soldiers specialise
in this area. He believes that Cpl. Tallong would
be a firm asset organising the assembly of the
targets.” Lt. Fuller and
Capt. Kransdorf took the news in bad grace. They
were hyped up to order Pte’s to use the knives in the
box. On the other hand it appeared that they were expected to man the trench
warfare designated site. Umpires Pte. Masterton and Staff Sgt.
Bonner expected to confer with their leader Lt. Borso. Maybe Lr. Borso had little say in the
running of a complex, terminal exercise. Whilst the above
discussions took place three Pte’s rebelled by
walking away from the present castration killing zone. The two MPs responded
immediately by following, confronting and challenging them. They demanded the
Pte’s stand up and fight; at this point it would be
macho to expose their cocks and balls; after all they could see the MPs’
cocks and balls. The Pte’s unsheathed their knives
and attacked. Pte. Adam shouted “Help!” as the MPs
closed in on him. Macho soldiers don’t cry for help. The fivesoldiers
closed in on one another rather like a football scrum. They stood upright,
boots apart andconsidered their next move. This
gave time for their cocks to get fully erected. The MPs chose acircle jerk as a ritual before using the knives. Lt.
Fuller MP considered this a tactical mistake butthe
two MPs had good reasons. The five cocks were superb specimens. The prospect
of danger intensified the
highly visible erections. One MP spelt out the rules: after the last cock
spewed, then, out with the knives. The Pte’s would have liked a photograph like the above but,
alas, the sights of five cocks spewing would remain part of their lost
memory. Circle jerks are messy given the spewing. The Pte’s
regained their bravado during the extended circle jerk. The other MP was the
slowest. Whilst his cock was firm it wasn’t spewing. A Pte.
put his left hand under the balls and squeezed. The MP groaned, shuddered
and—pause—his cock spewed. The Pte. focussed on the MP’s cock and balls with the knife in his
right hand. He thought he had it all worked out but combat doesn’t go
according to plan. The MP and the Pte. sliced off
each other’s cocks and balls at the same time. The second MP
sliced off an arresting set of cock and balls. He shouted with glee but too
soon: Pte. Adam got lucky. The MP watched in dismay
as Pte. Adam sliced off the eye-catching cock and
balls. The MP reciprocated. Pte. Adam lost his cock
and balls. The neat score was five sets of cocks and balls. Umpire Staff Sgt. Bonner
enjoyed watching the encounter from a distance. It was his job to collect
severed cocks and balls for Lt. Borso. There was an
agreement in principle that severed cocks and balls would be collected after
the castration killing zone event. He tasked Cpl. Tallong
to help him. It seemed, by
here-say, that Cpl. Tallong had an enviable
reputation. It was essential that the Cpl. be recruited into the Military
Cattle Cut Club—that’s if he survived the trench warfare. Recruiting a Cpl.
was easier in the system than recruiting officers such as Lt. Fuller. He
tackled the Cpl. directly about whether his reputation was justified. Cpl. Tallong was happy to brag. “Staff Sgt. When I
was on overseas service there was little to talk about. The enemy were gooks. Their cocks were
too small. My ambition is to cut off large cocks and bull-balls.” “A bull-ball Cpl.,
eh?” “Yes Staff Sgt. I
have bull-balls and I hope you have them too. It’s great to slice them off
other soldiers and stuff them into mouths. There’s always an exception: I
castrated two enemy soldiers who did have reasonable sized cocks and balls.
The Lt. was very impressed after I had swapped their cocks and balls as a
buddy gesture. I believe the Lt. recommended me to the Colonel.” “Cpl. Tallong. The umpires will evaluate you this afternoon. If
you demonstrate mastery of the knife you will get a confidential offer you
cannot refuse. That’s all I can say for the moment.” The Morgue Disposal
Unit had the task of finishing off the five wounded soldiers. Cpl. Tallong and Staff Sgt. Bonner threw the five sets of
cocks and balls into a back-pack. All five cocks were a striking size. It’s a
pity about the two MPs. |
