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for their dead. It will take another hour. My men placed 13 of their badly wounded soldiers with our wounded and they will be on that 747 to Misawa; we have a lieutenant and his platoon of 30 flying with them. What do you want me to do with the dead?”
    “Do we have any machinery here to dig a hole?” asked Major Wong.
    “Yes, there is a Chinese type of Caterpillar back-end loader with a digging attachment in the motor pool at the rear with several other vehicles. It’s next to the helicopter repair hangar. We could use that to dig a massive hole to bury the enemy. Do you want us to keep their uniforms?” Major Wong said no. Zedong Electronics no longer existed and they still had enough Red Army uniforms for soldiers if they needed them again.
    Within an hour Major Wong saw the single 747 taking off from the airfield with the dead and wounded bound for the base in Japan. He shouted for any men who hadn’t slept in 24 hours to get on the trucks, and he climbed into one and headed back for some sleep. The rest of the world could wait.
    Forty-eight hours later the battle briefing took place. Twenty of the C-130s had already left for Misawa with 1,600 Marines heading back the long route with the tankers to the states, via Elmendorf in Alaska. Another 100 Marines had headed out on each of the other three fully loaded 747s which took off an hour after Major Wong got to sleep. He had taken care of those issues.
    General Patterson then ordered a second load of 100 Marines to head back to the U.S. with the first four 747s which returned after loading them again with electronics and took off as Major Wong surfaced from a needed twenty-six hours of sleep.
    Carlos and Lee Wang left with the second load of Marines and flew in the comfort of the several passenger seats in the 747 Transporter. Carlos wanted to get back and reposition the satellite over the central United States. It would take him a week and, unbeknown to him, he was already too late.
    The general had told Carlos about the three unused satellites aboard the missile, and he said that he would be back in a week. He wanted to get them into space.
    “A battle with honors, gentlemen,” shouted General Patterson through a megaphone to the 800 remaining Marines, 100 Air Force personnel and 150 engineers and technicians standing in formations in front of him; they were on the apron where the 747s were being loaded. Another 100 Marines and 50 Air Force personnel were still on guard duty at the other base and a radio mike had been placed in front of him to allow them to hear his briefing. “Yes, we lost many fine men and yes, our enemy lost over ten times more men than we did. Any battle commander would be proud of his men with those numbers. I’m here today to tell you that my worst nightmares did come true in the underground area of the last military base controlled by our enemy. We found a fully operational R-36M Russian Intercontinental Ballistic Missile aimed directly for Washington, DC. As many of you already know, this missile is capable of sending 10 separate warheads over to the United States, or anywhere else in the world for that matter. On the side of the missile, and in the enemy leader’s own handwriting, were ten cities he wanted wiped off the map.
    If his mission to invade and take over our country had failed, he wanted the base commander to fire that missile. The major was on his way to do just that when we attacked yesterday morning; he was captured alive by our Marines who had infiltrated their underground sections the night before and prevented him from achieving that mission. I don’t know how many people still live in those cities, and I’m sure many of you might have grown up in those cities; but yesterday we saved those Americans who are still there. Those cities are Washington D.C., New York, Trenton, Boston, Indianapolis, Chicago, Pittsburgh, Columbus, Ohio; and Richmond, Virginia. Any areas within 200 miles of those cities would have been death