Apocalypse Climax I

Oh

Saigon. Shit. I'm still in Saigon.

Been here for two weeks now, waiting for word.

Waiting for a mission.

Getting softer.

And every minute Charlie humps in the bush, he gets harder.

I needed some action. I wanted a mission.

And for past sins, they gave me one.

Brought it to me like room service.

And when it was over, I never wanted another one.

There really is no way to tell Colonel Flirt's story without telling my own.

And if her story really is a confession, then so is mine.

If you were to go down on that tired old pussy I call a secretary, Mr.

You would never have to do anything else in your career to prove your bravery.

Captain Shane E. Wilbehard.

Three year tour, including front line duty in Slam Pie and Wham Bam.

Purple and pink hearts for bravery and stamina beyond the call of duty.

1969 transfer to Special Forces and co-ed.

Covert operative on enemy deprivation.

Previously working for Scandinavian affiliate Sapo.

CIA special eyes only status clearance.

And of course the U.S. Army M.O. unit. Is that right, Captain?

Ah, moral offensive unit, eh?

Very impressive.

You were instrumental in our successful battle at Gang Bang Beach, were you not?

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