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David looked at Barack "And totally untrained she managed to get us airborne, still alive, in an aircraft with a notorious reputation."

"Mostly because of the crap engines. Plus, the yard worked this beauty over." Stephen replied.

Mozah chuckled "So you got Canada on the list early then."

Stephen grinned "And got the armament! Athabasca can make them."

Angela shook her head "As much as I hate to do anything that even slightly resembles something one of the former governments of my country would have done a detachment of German women has been formed. They are on their way to Brockton Bay to join the US detachment there."

David sighed "So that's me told. Fine. We have two, a UK detachment and a Commonwealth detachment. Several members of the Kingsmen are escorting them."

The French representative nodded "A small group of observers have been formed and will be joining as well."

Barack looked out at the nodding heads or telepresences "Oh boy. OK, well since we have a sort of top-level UN going, any other issues?" He shouldn't have asked.

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Up in the cockpit with the peanut gallery of foreign leaders either strapped in jump seats or lashed to the deck Taylors instruction continued, not internally now. She arched a brow "How many G? That's like a fighter?" 'Hey' the pilot smiled widely. Taylor shook her head "And when the cargo rips through the floor, which is rated for twenty pounds an inch why, and goes shooting through the hull how do we land?" His smile faltered a bit and the copilot laughed and heyed, Taylor nodded "Told you so. Tanks. The cargo deck is wide enough for that?" 'Hey' "Barely. OK, we don't carry tanks maybe. Not like we don't have LSTs. So, can we save weight there? Hmm, not worth it really, it is after all a combat aircraft not an airliner.

"Speaking of which, how is the floor going to stand up under vehicles? That looked like aluminum."

The world leaders' heads turned like it was a tennis match. Some of them were horrified this apparently radar absorbing aircraft could carry anything, much less most of an infantry battalion and apparently now tanks. Wait would that make it radar reflective? If not, the thing could appear like magic anywhere there was a straight piece of water two and a half kilometers long, four meters deep, and a beach or shore. Plus, it only needed the two and half kilometers to take off. There were very few places in the world that didn't have a lake or river and were landlocked. The minister of state for Chad was very smug. Until Bolivia's minister of state sent him a one-word text 'helicopters'.

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Amy shaded her eyes standing on the beach watching the enormous plane land. Nebraska turned to her and grinned "First Ship."

Amy huffed "So she gets extra SSGMBS?"

Dennis nodded "All of it."

The girl who had been eyeing him pulled him away by an ear. The ship girls blinked. Missy opened her mouth and Amy shook her head "Checked her."

Aisha whistled "Probably ought to do that daily. Where is that tweedy guy, he should check her too, who has a Catholic chaplain, let's see about an exorcism."

Consuela rolled her eyes "He isn't bad looking?"

Crystal snorted "And the hobgoblin method begins."

The girls discussed it as the Tradewind parked, beached itself maybe, and Taylor trotted down the ramp and joined them "Hobgoblin method? Who?" She looked around "Oh, yeah, that." Then she kissed Amy and grinned "I can show you the world!" she sang.

Amy laughed "Faster than before, we are all weather all ocean." Taylor pouted. The other girls laughed.

Maria walked down the ramp "So, the people's decision will be respected."

"Duh."

"Not because you will make it so Dona, because it is their right. Now when are we going to California?"

Taylor flopped on the beach "Give me a minute, then I got to post flight the beast, then... well lots of stuff. Tomorrow maybe? Monday probably because you know, Saturday and beach time, then Sunday and church along with Sunday lunch."

Vivianna nodded "The Abuela want to get set up to cook for you, they are doing the judging for who does which dish the best now."

Lisa nodded "So Mozah got a yard?"

Taylor shrugged "Store really, upside down layer cake. They are having a bit of trouble with their neighbors as they aren't towing the Saudi line. They want to position themselves for when the oil runs out too. Pretty forward-thinking really. The Kingdom is a bit mired in the past. Then you know, all the sects of Islam and them enjoying shooting at each other and everyone else. Hot blooded region. The Kingdom being where Mecca is giving them a leg up. Blah, blah, blah."

Lisa face palmed "Imma go find Dinah, this is going to go so wrong."

Dinah surfaced and walked across the water to the beach. Leslie said, "Holy fuck, a boomer."

All the girls turned from gaping at Dinah to stare at Leslie. Taylor giggled, a bit hysterically, then laughed, then roared laughing. Dinah rolled her eyes "Not nuclear, weapons or propulsion. A huge sterling, two even. Ship space batteries, oxygen, and fuel. Gas turbines for surface propulsion. Near surface really, snorkel about a quarter of a mile long. A hundred and eighty-two cruise missiles though. Plus, torpedoes, countermeasures, and some anti air missiles." She pouted "I want a deck gun."

Missy spluttered "You got a foot taller!"

Dinah grinned "Bunkers too!" She poked her chest out.

Aisha put an arm across her shoulders "Yep, some." Then she poked her in the right bunker with a durometer "Holy crap! You're as firm as a BB!" Dinah grinned.

Vicky sighed "How is that fair?" Crystal nodded.

Taylor pinched the bridge of her nose "Every time with the body issues."

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Emily looked at the reports and sighed. So much sex to forget about this. She sent a text to Dwayne 'eat your Wheaties.'

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Dwayne read the text then looked at the fleet composition update on the SIPR net and laughed. "A conventional Boomer. What will those girls come up with next?

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New Hampshire looked at the message traffic and giggled madly. Then she sent a message to Hue. She needed the specs on these sterling's. Holy crap that was a lot of megawatts.

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Tess chuckled watching the Subs have a day. She had thought that helium consumption was a little high and had been trying to figure out how to ask Lisa and Kim if they had a gas problem. The stuff was monomolecular and went right through almost everything. Those ceramics in the Sub's sterling's should be better at holding it.

These ones of Dinah's were amazing. Probably all a sterling could be really. A five percent boost from using hydrogen but that was problematic in an explosive sort of way and they weren't Russian subs so one of them blowing up and sinking was right out. Though that was one of those HTP torpedoes.

Using them was crazy though. Otto fuel existed after all. It would run in a gas turbine as well. Those Nazi scientists the Russians captured were still getting their revenge with T stoff.

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Jerry Brown looked at the people in the meeting "So, you think you can do better at cleaning up a superfund site than an organization that makes most of their money from doing just that?"

One of the developers who were upset by the government reclaiming Mare island, the one that had bid pennies per acre rather than pennies per hectare shook his head "No the government is obliged to clean it up and probably would have contracted her."

Jerry nodded "So it's the creation of thousands of jobs then?"

One of the other developers shook her head "Well no, good paying jobs mean more people to buy our ticky tacky houses."

"Hmmm, so its restoring shipping and fishing like she has done in the Gulf and on the East Coast?" Jerry asked.

The greediest of the developers huffed "She won't be paying taxes Jerry! They gave it to her in a perpetual lease for peanuts! She just has to maintain it and build them ships occasionally. Why do you care?"

"Income taxes from her employees. Tens of thousands of them, people who aren't working now if her hiring in New Hampshire is any guide Rick."

"So, if my company hires all these people, you'll fight the Fed to give it to me?" Rick asked. His company might be able to do it, they would have to move them to the other twenty-one states they built houses in, no need to tell Jerry that, but it was possible.

Jerry shrugged "No, some other states fought it, it turned ugly. She's the golden girl darling of America and the goose that lays golden eggs. Damn shame she isn't a California girl. Our girls love her though. Linda, Katy, Paula, hell Joan's down there right now, went to prove it was all a plot to suppress the Haitians, fell in love. Apparently happens to a lot of people who meet the girl. That's just the singers, the actors love her too, wax poetic about the sea. That video with her in that burning oil was just the end.

"Plus, retro so cool.

"Then she slaughtered Christine and even TMZ can't find any dirt on her, it's all girl fighting, and they are losing.

"You guys can't even get your stuff together for the Presidio or Ft Ord, you only care if it has a runway. You let the damn Chinese beat you out on Long Beach for god's sake.

"We've lost a ton of bases, which means a ton of revenue, every one of those put millions of dollars in the local economy. You guys have not put that back. I'm going to not say a word and see how this goes. I might even give her a couple of spots for those store things, three even.

''The fucking Simurgh set the Chinese back at least twenty five years, my friends at State are telling me fifty. That means all the remaining bases here could close.

Kitzhaber is making a fortune off the one he got, they buy the damn sawdust from those lumber mills up there, clean up forest, reduce fire risk, put farms and ranches in production, it's a dream for them. Already the biggest ratable in the state and it's in the middle of damn nowhere. Bend. She bought the damn railroad!"

Rick sighed "Just the BNSF so far."

Jerry laughed "KANX Rick, like the department of defense is DODX, if its haze gray and has KANX on its her rolling stock. The train watchers are posting thousands of pictures of that rolling stock in every state. Engines, well cars, box cars, tank cars, coil cars, hopper cars, passenger cars, and flat cars. Intermodal containers too. Loads of them. She's running mixed trains of them from the east coast to here and back. I guess her Army is running her transportation like the US Army does DOD's. They all have HMLD Army on them.

"The railroads are all interchange now, they share rolling stock and power, she is building new, everyone else is just maintaining and trying to figure out how to meet tier four. They use hers and have to pay her a fee. Freight brokers are using hers by preference. Its newer and she is cheaper than everyone.

"All those haze gray Mack B series too. Pretty much if its haze gray its hers, car, truck, train, bus, doesn't matter. All those mean deliveries or services, which meant profit, which equals taxes.

"Get this, they all run on natural gas. Oil is for ships and airplanes and gasoline is trash. Tier four isn't a problem for her. No environmental standards are. She built a LNG gas turbine locomotive! I hear she has a hundred thousand orders for those already. GE tried to sue her. It didnt even make it to court. She uses the government TDB for her base turbines. The Government lets her.

"Get with the program people! How do you expect the state to pay for all this stuff people demand? It's about attracting and keeping ratables.

"One that is a net improvement on any environment she lands in. Damn skippy we are doing that.

"I got Calfire looking at those gigantic seaplanes trying to figure out if they can be tankers. One of them could probably dump fifty thousand gallons of water. CalEnviro looking at those water mister things like Haiti got. They knock down pollution and pollen like a HEPA filter. Make rain too. Hey, Calfire needs to look at that as well.

Melinda sighed "She just killed Cuba Jerry!"

"My ass, The Cuban government opened fire on unarmed demonstrators then tried to distract with an airstrike aimed at a foreign power. Didn't work for Clinton, they should have known.

"And that was aside from her pulling a couple million people from the water.

"Hmm, maybe a point though. We are going to have to do some prep work on our brothers and sisters on the far left." Rick blinked at the irony.

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Heather, Whirligig, woke up in the dock. She sat up and blinked at the boat with the 102-001 on its bow and the grinning crew sprinkling stuff in the water around her "Finally. Where have you guys been?" 'Heey' "Christ, well, it was the seventies. OK, let's get my plans ready and talk to the yard. I need some upgrades. No more of that free love shit either. All of you are getting a borescope and pullover. And piss tested. I've had all the druggy exposure I ever need." The crew in the boat's knees slapped together as their faces fell.

Heather looked at them and grunted "I should have been a two gun crazy turret boat. They got scrapped before dope was a thing.

"Oh well, twelve guns four turrets, good enough. That non superfiring center turret on the Brooklyn's was always bullshit, What are we? British? The Buships boys must have been drunk that day.

"Let's go dopers, make with the minerals. We got a yard to protect." Her crew looked at each other.

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Taylor looked at her pad then narrowed her eyes at Amy "Are you doing this?"

Amy blinked "What is this?"

"Someone is posting like a thousand pictures of my butt a day on the internet."

Amy blinked "Uh, no. Who are these someone's?" She asked very calmly. Her crew added another layer of encryption to her picture files.

Taylor rolled her eyes "Most of them get taken down nearly instantly. I'll get the crew to work on it?"

"I got it." Taylor looked at Amy's red eyes and giggled.

Dinah snorted "Ninety percent chance she can actually engineer a virus to kill everyone who looks at your butt."

Taylor broke up laughing at Amy's nod. Then blinked "Uh, don't Amy."

Lisa spoke up "Not just you Taylor. Amy, the BBs, all of us. Dat ass though, Man!" Taylor blushed. Amy growled at Lisa. She was feeling lucky and grinned, slowly backing down and flooding her ballast tanks.

Tess nodded "I had to spawn a process; people are perverts. Thing runs locked wide open all the time. I may have to add a server farm just for it. It is helping law enforcement arrest pedophiles though."

Michelle walked up "Good. Keep it running. I'll talk to Barack about tossing you some money. Maybe we can adjust the parameters, so it isn't just hunting people who post pictures of you girls but any underage children."

Lisa laughed "Making the internet civilized? We'll be called fascist."

Taylor shrugged "Why not, we are called every other ist."

Amy had recovered a bit as her crew got hunting across the internet and her files secured "So, Taylor, why the new swimsuit?"

Taylor pinked a bit "We're dating, and you like it?"

The girls contemplated this a moment. Meili finally said "We are so complicated." The boys near them all put on their best innocent faces.

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Danny sat on his rise under an umbrella. He had had to get lanes put up for the seaplanes and boats. That section of the beach was never still.

Of course, neither was the swimming area. Or the beach behind it.

Lacey sat next to him "Taylor's new bikini?"

Danny nodded "Means she is serious about Amy. And Amy is serious about her. At least she thinks so." Kurt nodded.

Lacey contemplated that for a moment then sighed. "Secure, OK. And when Amy kills a few thousand for looking?"

"I'll buy her a shot gun and load her some rock salt." Danny nodded thoughtfully.

Kurt scowled "Or just let her kill a few, make the others think." He looked at the packed beach "Not like we don't have some extra." Lacey face palmed. The discussion got started and dragged in lots of parents.

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Rebecca looked at Kenta "And who is running your dominion?" They were on the beach with Kenta's daughter and minders. His daughter was in the first daughters' herd of girls. Her and their Marines were fortifying an enormous sandcastle.

Kenta shrugged "Johnny Tsang is very capable, plus Delphine is there." Rebecca huffed. Kenta sighed "She is not your rival."

"I should say not!"

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Malia looked at Miko "Your future stepmom is mad again."

Miko nodded "Culture clash." Sasha tilted her head, Miko started explaining as her minders had explained it to her. The first daughter's minders took notes.

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Michelle arched a brow at Mozah who shrugged "I don't golf and well, I have an agreement to have a miner headed to the inland sea." She smiled.

Michelle huffed "You are trying to drive the Saudis insane."

Mozah shrugged "If the new deep-water port doesn't then the Yard building LNG tankers, oil tankers, bulk carriers, and container ships might. Maybe turning the whole of Qatar into a giant halal farm and the people and infrastructure disappearing will. If that doesn't, well, we can fortify the border.

"Eventually we will drag them into the eighteenth century from the sixth."

Michelle laughed "Taylor is going to spank you in public if you get any of her people killed."

"Abdullah is very forward thinking. The other princes not so much. As there are thousands of them, well it will take a jolt. That's if they survive the more radical elements of their society.

"Having La Dona as an ally will bolster us against those radicals as well as give Taylor a place for her people to work. Plus, five thousand square kilometers of land that is in full sun year around. Constance is thrilled. I think she plans it to be in wheat first. At least what isn't in her nitrogen fixing pasture mixture, which really seemed to be the rest of the country in that plan. Barns for the animals underground. Cattle, goats, sheep, chickens, turkey, ostrich."

Michelle nodded "In a place that will go right up the Saudis nose. Wait, the whole country? Ostrich? What?" Mozah grinned. Michelle sighed.