Being a peacekeeper in Afghanistan was not Captain Daniel Morgan's idea of a great military career.  He would much rather be involved in the upcoming campaign in Iraq, where you knew for sure who your enemy was.  Being a peacekeeper you didn't know what was going to happen from one moment to the next!  The Captain's attentions were brought back to the present by a sudden warning from one of his men.  His vehicle swerved and there was a loud explosion just behind it.  His vehicle came to a stop and everybody bailed out, finding what cover they could.  Machine gun bullets began to ding off the vehicle's side.  The Captain reached for his radio.
"Bravo!" he called ,"Bravo!  We're under attack again on the north road.  Need immediate assistance!"
Machine gun bullets began to rip up the ground around the Captain.  They suddenly stopped and he wondered why.  He looked up to see a man standing before him holding a round shield which the incoming bullets were bouncing off.  The shield was red, white, and blue with a white star in the middle.  The man wore a blue uniform with a white star on his chest, and a helmet with a big A on it.  The Captain could not believe that the shield he was holding was deflecting the bullets!
 "I'd really get over there," the man commented, "before they think of changing position and getting a new line of fire."  Captain Morgan quickly obeyed.
Suddenly there was the whoosh of an incoming rocket.  A young woman swooped down out of the sky wearing a petite little blue dress with the Star Of David on the chest, flesh colored nylons, and, red boots.  She grabbed the incoming rocket, spun it around, and hurled it back in the direction where it came.  "Weee!" she cried.
There were flashes of light in the distance and Arab voices screaming "Allah be merciful!" then all was quiet.
The young woman landed by the man with the shield.  A few moments later another man joined her.  He wore a blue shirt with The Star Of David on it, blue tights, red boots, and a red cape fluttered in the wind behind him.  "Come on!"  he told the young woman.  "Grab the Captain!  We gotta get going.  Much more to do tonight."
"Let's stay in this form!" the woman giggled.  "It really messes these guys up more than my other one!"
"Whatever!"  the other man said.  "Let's go!"  He leapt into the sky and disappeared, the young woman grabbed the man with the shield, picked him up, and soared away.
Captain Morgan rose, brushing the dust off his clothes.  His Lieutenant walked up and Morgan raised his hand.  "That did not happen!"  Morgan remarked.  "None of that happened!  We came under fire, fired a few rounds back, and the enemy withdrew..  None of that happened!  If anybody says it did I'll court martial them!  It never happened!"
"Yes, sir!"  the Lieutenant snapped.  "But my God, she was cute!"
"Yeah!"  Morgan agreed, "She sure as hell was!  The comic books don't do her justice.  But I thought she was supposed to be blonde, not silver haired.  Oh well, they can't get everything right!  Let's get these vehicles back on the road and get out of here!"
His men quickly obeyed.  Officially nothing had happened, but it wasn't long before the story was spread about.  Everyone looked at the people telling it and shook their heads, and hoped nothing like that would happen to them.
But then again, some hoped it would, they hoped A LOT it would!