# Soldiers of War prelude

Author: Wolf Trooper
Tags: Guns, Military, North Korea, Violence (Not In Yiff), attack

#1 of Soldiers of War

Well 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!

 **Soldiers of War Prelude**

**"They're only here  
to help you..."**

**This story was inspired by a Canadian  
writer by the name of Terry Allen. I've been reading his works for some time  
now and I actually like them. My story takes place in the year 2014, where communism  
has once again taken over Russia, and North Korea becomes a powerful nation.  
Now America's greatest ally is under attack. How will they help them?**

 

            "God damn I hate night patrols!" Winston said as he scratched his fur. He was a  
tough Canadian husky but nighttime was not his prime..  He was driving his cruiser in the dark dirt  
road. Night time patrols were always tough, especially for a Canadian Royal  
Mountie. He continued driving the dirt road until something caught his eye.  
Alongside the dirt road was what looked like the silhouette of a person. As  
Winston approached the person he got a better look. It was a snow leopard dress  
in military attire. He must of been from a nearby base.

"Hey buddy need a ride?" Winston asked. The leopard  
turned around and that was when he realized this was no soldier, well no  
Canadian soldier. He wore a dark green camouflage uniform with a helmet and  
what looked like paratrooper gear with Korean looking symbols on them. In his  
arms was a black painted AK-74m assault rifle. Winston immediately pulled out  
his Smith and Wesson semiautomatic pistol.

"ALRIGHT DROP IT ON THE GROUND!" Winston shouted.  
The soldier immediately pulled out a walkie-talkie and started shouting  
something in a very Southeast Asian language. The leopard then pointed his gun  
at Winston. Winston wasted no time. He shot the soldier several times, double  
tapping as he had been trained to do. The soldier's body jerked as the nine  
millimeter rounds penetrated his body. He slumped over to the ground, his gun making  
a loud clang as it hit the concrete road. Winston, with his gun still drawn,  
approached the body and took a closer look.

"Who the hell is this guy?" he asked himself.  
Suddenly the wind began to pick up and he caught a really loud sound of a  
chopping noise close by. Then the trees started blowing when out of nowhere  
Winston was staring face-to-face with an Mil-Mi 24 Hind D gunship!

"OH MY BLOODY GOD!" he exclaimed in fear. He had  
seen this helicopter in '80s action movies like Rambo but never one in person  
and it really was intimidating. Sticking out of its nose was a 12.7 mm auto  
cannon. On each of  its wings were machine  
gun pods, rocket pods, and missile launchers. Winston then felt a warm liquid  
dripping down pants and he noticed he had just pissed himself. He couldn't take  
it anymore. He quickly ran start to his cruiser and grabbed his radio.

"THIS IS WINSTON! I'M UNDER FIRE BY A GUNSHIP!  
REPEAT....."

But it was too late. The Hind had already opened fire. Twelve  
point seven millimeter cannon fire torn poor Winston and his police car apart.  
He never stood a chance.

           

            "Winston do you copy?" Charlie said as he turned on his car's radio. All he got was  
static. The skunk was starting to get annoyed. He'd been trying to contact  
Winston for nearly twenty minutes.

"Ah fuck it!" he sighed to himself as he started  
his cruiser. As he was driving past he open field, he saw a snow leopard on a  
parachute touch the ground in the field.

"What the hell?" Charlie said to himself as he  
pulled his car over to the side of the road. He unbuckled himself and took out  
his flashlight. He trek across the open field until he approached the snow  
leopard. He was wearing a helmet and a green camouflaged uniform that had what  
appeared to be Korean letters written on it. His parachute was already on the  
ground and he had just started setting up some kind of communications antenna.  
An AK-74m was leaning on a military backpack. Charlie shined the flashlight on  
the individual.

"Canadian Mounted Police!" he announced. "I'd  
like to know what the hell you think you're doing."

The leopard turned around and faced the Mountie. There was an  
evil look in his eyes. Before Charlie could react, the leopard pull out a  
Skorpion machine pistol with a suppressor screwed onto the barrel and shot  
Charlie in the head. The skunk slumped over and hit the ground. The leopard  
then took the dead mountie's gun, turned off his flashlight, and shut off the  
car's radio. Then he proceeded to set up his equipment.

 

            Will had been a Canadian Air Force pilot for over thirteen years now and had already  
flown several combat sorties over the Middle East. He was a young fox of 33  
years of age and although he was only 5'6", he was very strong and could  
easily handle his own. He was very tired tonight though. It was twelve-thirty  
AM and he had been up since six o'clock AM training future pilots and checking  
aircraft. He had just finished checking his American made F/A-18 fighter. He  
signaled to his copilot, a black cat named Lester, that everything was good.

"Okay Lester the plane's in good shape." he said as  
he climbed down the ladder. "I'm going back to barracks. See ya in the  
morning."

Lester saluted him and continued his last minute tasks. Will  
preferred to walk to and from the barracks and the hangars. The base was  
quieter than usual. All the planes were put away. There were only a few lights  
from the towers. There were barely any personnel on the flight strip. Just as  
he was about to enter his barracks, his vulpine ears heard something. Then  
sounded like distant roaring. It sounded an awful lot like a group of jet  
engines.

"Huh?" Will said to himself. He had check the  
flight schedule earlier and there were no planes scheduled to arrive this time  
of the hour. Just then out of nowhere two missiles whizzed from the sky and  
stuck the bases control tower. The tower collapsed in the explosion and all the  
lights on the base suddenly went on. He felt sorry for he knew who worked in  
the tower. Suddenly he heard the whistling of artillery shells. Then artillery  
shells started pounding the base exploding on impact while the unknown enemy  
fighters continued to bomb the base. Alarms were sounding. Air base personnel  
where running around trying to get to their positions. 

"EVERYONE GET TO THEIR POSITIONS!" he heard the  
bases intercom speak. "ALL AVAILIBLE PILOTS GET YOUR PLANES OFF THE GROUND!  
THE BASE IS UNDER ATTACK! THIS IS NOT A DRILL REPEAT THIS IS NOT A DRILL!"

But before anyone could get to the planes, several artillery  
shells struck the hangars where the planes where being stored destroying many  
jets and setting the rest ablaze.

"SAVE THE FIGHTERS!" Will shouted. Soon  
firefighting vehicles were arriving. Will rushed to one of them to help them.  
Suddenly, an artillery shell struck about a few yards away from him. Will was  
violently tossed several feet into the air where he then hit the ground so hard  
that he was knocked out.

When Will came too, he was in bad shape. He had a concussion,  
both his legs where broken, and he might have broken his back. He looked  
around, the entire base was in flames. Parts from planes, humvees, and buildings  
were scattered on the on the airfield. Barracks and hangers were set ablaze.  
Mangled bodies lay across the airfield. Blood, body parts, and unlit gasoline  
was everywhere. Just then he saw tanks, armored personnel carriers, and jeeps  
but he could tell they weren't Canadian military. Suddenly Will heard the  
clicking of a gun being cocked to his right. Will soon was staring down the  
barrel of an AK-74 being wielded by a leopard soldier. Without taking his hand  
off his rifle, the leopard signaled one of the jeeps and shouted something in a  
language Will recognized as Korean. The jeep stopped and soon all its doors  
opened. Out step a forty year old tiger, dressed in a military dress uniform.  
Badges and medals were strapped to his chest.  Several other soldiers were following him. The  
tiger approached Will and knelt down to his level. Although he was a little  
chubby, he was still a strong looking general.

"Tell me crony," he spoke in clear English  
"Are you afraid of me?"

Will didn't get it.

"Who are you?" he demanded. The tiger stood up and  
giggled a little bit.

"My name is Hong-Seon-Fat," he said as he put his  
hands behind his back "Commander of the 3rd Mechanized Infantry of the  
North Korean Army."

Will's jaw practically dropped. North Korea was attacking. It  
couldn't be!

"Why?" Will begged "Why attack us?"

The Korean commander started pacing around Will. "Your  
American allies think they can stop us through economic boycotts and pathetic  
military inspections." 

Will still didn't get it. "But why Canada? Why us?"

The general stared back at him. There was an evil stare in  
his eyes.

"The less I say the better." the Korean said as he  
pulled out a Russian MP443 pistol and pointed it at Will.

"WAIT! NO!"

But the commander already pulled the trigger killing poor Will.  
The North Koreans then proceeded to the bases flag pole. They took down the  
burnt Canadian flag and replaced it with the North Korean flag while the KPA  
soldiers raised their hands in the air and began cheering.

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