1. Shattered Memories ch4


    Date: 4/16/2018, Categories: Fiction, Straight Sex, Non-Erotic, Teen, Author: Bleargh, Source: sexstories.com

    them down, under the guise of looking after their health and replaced their much needed blood-lust with extensive training. Remember how they experimened with giving troops LSD to increase their kill potential? They eventually uncovered that through repetitive training, they could disassociate the enemy from being people, to being targets, which worked a hell of a lot better than having a bunch of loose cannons running around. Perhaps you should have a little more respect for the men and women who give up their lives to let you keep your standard of living." Dr. Laine remained quiet throughout my explanation. "I... Have heard of some of these things. But that's beside the point. The army kicked you out because of your association with the Islamabad incident. Interestingly enough, you were the only one kicked out. Then you were sent here. From my understanding.. You and you alone are responsible for the millions of casualties that resulted, and the turmoil that followed." I sucked in a deep breath. It was a low blow, but I knew he had me by the balls. So I lied. "I was just following orders. I wanted to say no. Actually, I did. They threatened me with execution for insubordination. I don't even know who 'they' were. Some spook." I glanced at the portrait of Sarah. The best lies contain elements of truth. "How would a gunnery sergeant even know how to use a nuclear weapon? It's not like they have a 'click here to arm' button. No, I relayed the coordinates for the strike. But ...
    it was unauthorised and, naturally, I copped the blame. It haunts me... All those souls. All those people... Gone, in a flash of light. You know the Oppenheimer quote? Everytime I think about that moment, I remember that quote." My lie had a lot of holes in it. Why would anything be carrying a nuke around? Why would I obey the spook who I didn't even know? Why would any pilot, mortar operator or submarine fire a nuke at request from some grunt on the ground? Hell, why wouldn't my squad stop me? I was relying on the military's penchant for secretiveness to protect my lie. It payed off. "Taking all you've said into account, perhaps I need to reconsider my position, especially what you said in regard to my predisposition. Naturally, I'll take whatever you say with a grain of salt. I am, after all, talking to a mental patient. But perhaps he is suffering from depression, not schizophrenia, and perhaps he is racked by guilt, not violent bouts of insanity." I was surprised by the humility in his voice. I immediately regretted judging him so harshly. "Take all the time you need, doc. It's a serious situation. Oh, if you get in contact with Sarah, send her my love." I nodded at the painting, smiling as both realisation and shock flooded his features. "Very well. I hope... Well, I hope whatever misfortune has befallen you passes into the light soon, Mr. Hill," he said, voice ringing with finality. I took the hint and stood up. The orderlies walked over to me and we left, but as we ...