{"sf1_id":293220,"sf2_id":"ve3jdGN1","title":"Soldiers of War prelude","author":"Wolf Trooper","words":1592,"posted_at":"2011-10-06T02:48:00.000Z","tags":["Guns","Military","North Korea","Violence (Not In Yiff)","attack"],"url":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/293220-soldiers-of-war-prelude","original_url":"https://sofurry.com/s/ve3jdGN1","image_url":"https://cdn.sofurryfiles.com/submissions/thumbnails/36/4e/364e7c1b-1824-48b9-9354-988244a19d14","description":"#1 of Soldiers of War\n\nWell this is the prelude of a series I plan on doing. Hope you and enjoy and I would love to hear about how I can improve my writing. Enjoy!","content":" **Soldiers of War Prelude**\n\n**\"They're only here  \nto help you...\"**\n\n**This story was inspired by a Canadian  \nwriter by the name of Terry Allen. I've been reading his works for some time  \nnow and I actually like them. My story takes place in the year 2014, where communism  \nhas once again taken over Russia, and North Korea becomes a powerful nation.  \nNow America's greatest ally is under attack. How will they help them?**\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"God damn I hate night patrols!\" Winston said as he scratched his fur. He was a  \ntough Canadian husky but nighttime was not his prime..\u0026nbsp; He was driving his cruiser in the dark dirt  \nroad. Night time patrols were always tough, especially for a Canadian Royal  \nMountie. He continued driving the dirt road until something caught his eye.  \nAlongside the dirt road was what looked like the silhouette of a person. As  \nWinston approached the person he got a better look. It was a snow leopard dress  \nin military attire. He must of been from a nearby base.\n\n\"Hey buddy need a ride?\" Winston asked. The leopard  \nturned around and that was when he realized this was no soldier, well no  \nCanadian soldier. He wore a dark green camouflage uniform with a helmet and  \nwhat looked like paratrooper gear with Korean looking symbols on them. In his  \narms was a black painted AK-74m assault rifle. Winston immediately pulled out  \nhis Smith and Wesson semiautomatic pistol.\n\n\"ALRIGHT DROP IT ON THE GROUND!\" Winston shouted.  \nThe soldier immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie and started shouting  \nsomething in a very Southeast Asian language. The leopard then pointed his gun  \nat Winston. Winston wasted no time. He shot the soldier several times, double  \ntapping as he had been trained to do. The soldier's body jerked as the nine  \nmillimeter rounds penetrated his body. He slumped over to the ground, his gun making  \na loud clang as it hit the concrete road. Winston, with his gun still drawn,  \napproached the body and took a closer look.\n\n\"Who the hell is this guy?\" he asked himself.  \nSuddenly the wind began to pick up and he caught a really loud sound of a  \nchopping noise close by. Then the trees started blowing when out of nowhere  \nWinston was staring face-to-face with an Mil-Mi 24 Hind D gunship!\n\n\"OH MY BLOODY GOD!\" he exclaimed in fear. He had  \nseen this helicopter in '80s action movies like Rambo but never one in person  \nand it really was intimidating. Sticking out of its nose was a 12.7 mm auto  \ncannon. On each of\u0026nbsp; its wings were machine  \ngun pods, rocket pods, and missile launchers. Winston then felt a warm liquid  \ndripping down pants and he noticed he had just pissed himself. He couldn't take  \nit anymore. He quickly ran start to his cruiser and grabbed his radio.\n\n\"THIS IS WINSTON! I'M UNDER FIRE BY A GUNSHIP!  \nREPEAT.....\"\n\nBut it was too late. The Hind had already opened fire. Twelve  \npoint seven millimeter cannon fire torn poor Winston and his police car apart.  \nHe never stood a chance.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; \"Winston do you copy?\" Charlie said as he turned on his car's radio. All he got was  \nstatic. The skunk was starting to get annoyed. He'd been trying to contact  \nWinston for nearly twenty minutes.\n\n\"Ah fuck it!\" he sighed to himself as he started  \nhis cruiser. As he was driving past he open field, he saw a snow leopard on a  \nparachute touch the ground in the field.\n\n\"What the hell?\" Charlie said to himself as he  \npulled his car over to the side of the road. He unbuckled himself and took out  \nhis flashlight. He trek across the open field until he approached the snow  \nleopard. He was wearing a helmet and a green camouflaged uniform that had what  \nappeared to be Korean letters written on it. His parachute was already on the  \nground and he had just started setting up some kind of communications antenna.  \nAn AK-74m was leaning on a military backpack. Charlie shined the flashlight on  \nthe individual.\n\n\"Canadian Mounted Police!\" he announced. \"I'd  \nlike to know what the hell you think you're doing.\"\n\nThe leopard turned around and faced the Mountie. There was an  \nevil look in his eyes. Before Charlie could react, the leopard pull out a  \nSkorpion machine pistol with a suppressor screwed onto the barrel and shot  \nCharlie in the head. The skunk slumped over and hit the ground. The leopard  \nthen took the dead mountie's gun, turned off his flashlight, and shut off the  \ncar's radio. Then he proceeded to set up his equipment.\n\n\u0026nbsp;\n\n\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp;\u0026nbsp; Will had been a Canadian Air Force pilot for over thirteen years now and had already  \nflown several combat sorties over the Middle East. He was a young fox of 33  \nyears of age and although he was only 5'6\", he was very strong and could  \neasily handle his own. He was very tired tonight though. It was twelve-thirty  \nAM and he had been up since six o'clock AM training future pilots and checking  \naircraft. He had just finished checking his American made F/A-18 fighter. He  \nsignaled to his copilot, a black cat named Lester, that everything was good.\n\n\"Okay Lester the plane's in good shape.\" he said as  \nhe climbed down the ladder. \"I'm going back to barracks. See ya in the  \nmorning.\"\n\nLester saluted him and continued his last minute tasks. Will  \npreferred to walk to and from the barracks and the hangars. The base was  \nquieter than usual. All the planes were put away. There were only a few lights  \nfrom the towers. There were barely any personnel on the flight strip. Just as  \nhe was about to enter his barracks, his vulpine ears heard something. Then  \nsounded like distant roaring. It sounded an awful lot like a group of jet  \nengines.\n\n\"Huh?\" Will said to himself. He had check the  \nflight schedule earlier and there were no planes scheduled to arrive this time  \nof the hour. Just then out of nowhere two missiles whizzed from the sky and  \nstuck the bases control tower. The tower collapsed in the explosion and all the  \nlights on the base suddenly went on. He felt sorry for he knew who worked in  \nthe tower. Suddenly he heard the whistling of artillery shells. Then artillery  \nshells started pounding the base exploding on impact while the unknown enemy  \nfighters continued to bomb the base. Alarms were sounding. Air base personnel  \nwhere running around trying to get to their positions.\u0026nbsp;\n\n\"EVERYONE GET TO THEIR POSITIONS!\" he heard the  \nbases intercom speak. \"ALL AVAILIBLE PILOTS GET YOUR PLANES OFF THE GROUND!  \nTHE BASE IS UNDER ATTACK! THIS IS NOT A DRILL REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!\"\n\nBut before anyone could get to the planes, several artillery  \nshells struck the hangars where the planes where being stored destroying many  \njets and setting the rest ablaze.\n\n\"SAVE THE FIGHTERS!\" Will shouted. Soon  \nfirefighting vehicles were arriving. Will rushed to one of them to help them.  \nSuddenly, an artillery shell struck about a few yards away from him. Will was  \nviolently tossed several feet into the air where he then hit the ground so hard  \nthat he was knocked out.\n\nWhen Will came too, he was in bad shape. He had a concussion,  \nboth his legs where broken, and he might have broken his back. He looked  \naround, the entire base was in flames. Parts from planes, humvees, and buildings  \nwere scattered on the on the airfield. Barracks and hangers were set ablaze.  \nMangled bodies lay across the airfield. Blood, body parts, and unlit gasoline  \nwas everywhere. Just then he saw tanks, armored personnel carriers, and jeeps  \nbut he could tell they weren't Canadian military. Suddenly Will heard the  \nclicking of a gun being cocked to his right. Will soon was staring down the  \nbarrel of an AK-74 being wielded by a leopard soldier. Without taking his hand  \noff his rifle, the leopard signaled one of the jeeps and shouted something in a  \nlanguage Will recognized as Korean. The jeep stopped and soon all its doors  \nopened. Out step a forty year old tiger, dressed in a military dress uniform.  \nBadges and medals were strapped to his chest. \u0026nbsp;Several other soldiers were following him. The  \ntiger approached Will and knelt down to his level. Although he was a little  \nchubby, he was still a strong looking general.\n\n\"Tell me crony,\" he spoke in clear English  \n\"Are you afraid of me?\"\n\nWill didn't get it.\n\n\"Who are you?\" he demanded. The tiger stood up and  \ngiggled a little bit.\n\n\"My name is Hong-Seon-Fat,\" he said as he put his  \nhands behind his back \"Commander of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry of the  \nNorth Korean Army.\"\n\nWill's jaw practically dropped. North Korea was attacking. It  \ncouldn't be!\n\n\"Why?\" Will begged \"Why attack us?\"\n\nThe Korean commander started pacing around Will. \"Your  \nAmerican allies think they can stop us through economic boycotts and pathetic  \nmilitary inspections.\"\u0026nbsp;\n\nWill still didn't get it. \"But why Canada? Why us?\"\n\nThe general stared back at him. There was an evil stare in  \nhis eyes.\n\n\"The less I say the better.\" the Korean said as he  \npulled out a Russian MP443 pistol and pointed it at Will.\n\n\"WAIT! NO!\"\n\nBut the commander already pulled the trigger killing poor Will.  \nThe North Koreans then proceeded to the bases flag pole. They took down the  \nburnt Canadian flag and replaced it with the North Korean flag while the KPA  \nsoldiers raised their hands in the air and began cheering.\n\n  \n  \n\n","series":{"name":"Soldiers of War","next":"https://fse.anthro.fr/stories/293975-soldiers-of-war-pt-1-state-of-emergency.json"}}