AFOSI Agent

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Chapter 01 Tales of the Odd…

Well, if you are reading this, either my security on this file is less than I thought it was, or I am dead now.

I know that it is against regulations for guys like me to keep a journal, but there is just so much odd stuff that I've seen now, that I have to record it. I'm writing this down more to organize my own thoughts, to deal with my own Post Traumatic Stress, than to tell a story.

Of course, I hope that maybe you are one of my grandkids, stumbling over something in Grandpa's old files. I have the feelings that, if you share this, and especially if you publish it, you may cause some other old guy to have a heart attack, so don't do it, OK?

Let me get one thing straight – I was in the US Air Force Office of Special Investigations. I mean, it always rankled me when I told somebody, "I'm in the Air Force" and they automatically ask "Oh, are you a pilot?" Less than 2% of the USAF is pilots. The rest of us are the support folks, the people that do the stuff to keep those chunks of aluminum in flyable condition.

The Office of Special Investigations – OSI - is drawn from AF folks, who serve a four-year controlled tour in AFOSI, and then we go back to doing whatever our main job is. Mostly, it was things like murder and theft.

If it was simple open-and-shut cases, the AF Security Forces handled it. But anything complex was handled by us. Once in awhile, we might have an espionage case, but it was fairly rare, especially after the Cold War ended.

EDIT – Freaking Squids – Always get the publicity – there's a TV show that came out called NCIS – Naval Criminal Investigative Service – a lot of civilians know about them , so to answer the question you're probably asking right now, yeah, kinda like them, but in the Air Force.

The trouble is, the USAF was a high tech organization, and there were some odd things that happened. Some things were crazy – bu we did not have the "need to know". That's a key phrase in the US military – "need to know". Sometimes, there is a point where, to understand why something happened, you'd learn other things – and that would put you at another level of knowledge. At that point, they would invoke "need to know" and you would know that you should walk away.

Some things that did not have a rational, mundane explanation. We didn't call them "X-files" or anything like that. We just gave them a case number, wrote up the report, and filed them.

Trouble is, some of these things still haunt me, and I find myself getting anxious about them, especially as I get older. So I wrote them down, if only to help my own psyche deal with some stuff that I found hard to grasp.

As I get older, I find that some things – many things – that looked spooky, and supernatural at the time were just – well, "science I didn't know". But some stuff…well…

How did I get into AFOSI? Funny you should ask…

I was originally an aircraft maintenance and munitions officer. Basically, I was in charge of the people that kept the airplanes flyable, and maintained the weapons that put the "Force" in Air Force. But I have a curious streak, and a philosophical streak, and so, when offered the chance to do a tour in AFOSI, I grabbed it.

Of course, some of that was an butthead Colonel that was my nominal superior – getting out of my base, and out of Strategic Air Command was a good thing for both him, and for me – by the time I returned to my original job, folks would have moved on, stories would be forgotten, and I could resume my career – and the things I knew about him would no longer matter, you know?.

At least, that was my plan. Didn't work out that way, but…

So, I spent a year at Kunsan AB, Republic of Korea. It was supposed to be an easy tour. Once upon a time, it was a tough spot for AFOSI, because we handle everything that is more than cut-and-dried. If it's espionage, we hand it off to the Intelligence Agencies – AF Intelligence Agency, Central Intelligence Agency or National Security Agency. If it's a criminal activity, we hand it to the Law Enforcement Part of Security Forces.

Often, OSI is the backstop for the other guys. We investigate, decide where it goes, and hand it off. Back in the days when we had nuclear weapons at Kunsan, we always had both the People's Republic and the Soviets trying to penetrate our security. Nowadays, it is only the North Koreans – the DPRK, or as we called them, the "NODAKS"

There wasn't a whole lot of criminal activity among the Americans deployed to "the Kuun" as we called it. The second most interesting case I had that year, was a guy that was selling kiddy porn on the internet. FBI was tracking on the Missing and Exploited Children's Task Force, and I got it when they tracked him to Kunsan.

Turned out it was a GI supplementing his income by having sex with a (barely) legal Korean girl, who looked darn near pre-pubescent…and he was using his own computer, and a civilian dial-up account from ATT-Korea. She was eighteen, and they had all the paperwork, so it was legal.

The question of "is it still kiddy porn when it only pretends to be illegal?" we passed over to the Higher Headquarters folks back Stateside. We'd just let JAG figure it out. He wasn't claiming to be a military member, it was consensual sex, she was over eighteen…it turned my stomach, but…

OSI Field Offices are found at every base, but we are a tenant unit, not part of the Air Wing. The idea is, we don't work for the Wing Commander, so there's no conflict of interest.

If the "Wing King" wants to hide an investigation, it isn't going to happen, because he/she can't really apply effective pressure to quash us. It isn't a matter of Colonels who get caught doing wrong, as much as Colonels who try to hide scandals.

The down side of that is, OSI is usually the "red headed stepchild" on every base. At Kunsan, that meant we were in a pre-WWII building, originally built by the Imperial Japanese Air Force, and renovated multiple times since then.

I laugh when I watch the TV show "NCIS", because I've been on Navy Bases, and my counterparts in NCIS have the same problem. The folks on that TV show have all sorts of technical goodies – we had a phone line that went out every time it rained.

I looked at it once – it was copper conductors wrapped in paper and insulated with gutta-percha. In other words, per-WWII Imperial Japanese Phone System lines.

But, we made do. The OSI office at Kunsan was one special agent – me, Captain Jethro D. Crockett – and two agents, SSgt Larry Stewart, and Senior Airman Gilbert Hernandez…we were supposed to have an Airman for admin support, but that was chronically unfilled, and we usually made do with typing our reports ourselves on Microsoft Word 3, on Pentium III computers running Windows 3.1.

I mean, yeah, it was 1999, but – hey everybody else had Windows XP on Pentium IVs.