This is my attempt at writing a Zootopia fanfic enjoy I guess...
I DO NOT OWN ZOOTOPIA NOR THE CHARACTERS ONLY OC'S
"Take the shot", my spotter whispers in my ear, I exhale slowly then release the bolt. It went about 400 yards before entering into a Chinese Soldier's head then out the other side. He dropped to the ground and made not as much as a squeak.
"Fucking clean bro"
Me and my spotter do a quick fist bump before laying back down low waiting silently for the next victim.
You may be wondering what the hell is happening right now ... I will explain. The United States of America has went to war with Russia and China.
Russia had first assaulted by terrorist, they hid among the people, then committed atrocious acts such as bombings and mass murders. Russia hired Al Queida and ISIS to cause distractions and trouble for the U.S. Then fingers were pointed at Iran and Iraq, naturally, soldiers and vehicles were deployed. They were all completely oblivious Russia just needed a large portion of the U.S. military to be deployed elsewhere.
Russia after churning the shit-pot, launched a land invasion on the U.S. along with China. Russia came down from the Canadian Border taking over about a third of the Northern states. While the Chinese came in by boat on the South-East landing first in Florida and working their way up. They were trying to group with Russian forces in Missouri to launch an assault on the North-East to take the city of New York. The president of the United States, Mark Berns, is held up in a secret place in New York. New York is under heavy lockdown and about 32% of our nation's military are stationed there to protect him.
I am currently in Tennessee, a BIG ass shock to me.
My name is Ethan King, born in Nashville Tennessee, 22 years old.
It is a shocker due to me growing up here, seeing places I visited stained in blood and people I knew killed. I remember when times were simpler me and the boys' we'd get drunk and ride around town listening to metal and shit. I miss it. Me being the dumbass I am though, thought it would be an adventure to join the military. In highschool I took RTOC hoping to get an officer rank or higher status in the military. Roundabout when I did the shit kicked up with Isis and they threw me in Boot Camp and shipped my ass out to BFE.
Boot Camp came easy for me. I am a pretty big guy. I am 6'3 in height, about 230 lbs. of lean and bulky muscle. I have brown hair I usually kept it looking fresh with a fade and left-part. Then this happened, in Boot Camp I shaved bald, now being cut off and camping out in the middle of the States it has grown wild. I look like Tarzan or some shit. Kinda off-topic. The military was interesting though.
My first 2 years in the military I was in Iraq dealing with small extremist groups and the such. Little did I know, I would be serving in a war that would make it as far as American soil! My parents ... well ... hadn't seen them in a while. I promised to get back to them regardless if we lose or win this war. Last I heard they sought refuge in a camp down South fleeing towards Mexico, I just hope they made it. Me and my parents have never been tight, but ... there family you know, gotta love em'.
Anyways, we are deployed in the Unaka Range mountains. We are waiting to intercept our little Communist friends from regrouping with the Russians in Missouri.
It has been about 30 minutes since the first tango I dropped. I was gonna inform my flanker to watch my 6 while I moved positions until my radio went of.
"This is Squadron Alpha 1, requesting sniper squad Ghost to move back to position Charlie"
*SIGH* I then pick up my radio and respond, "Squadron Ghost moving back to position Charlie, squadran Beta 3 watch the ridge while I move up positions".
I take the bipod off of my M24SWS and sling it around my shoulder. I grab my pack after taking a quick sip out of my canteen. The other two in my squadron follow suit and we head further up the hill. Even in war the forest look stunning just the wind blowing through your hair and the smell of the woods give me a memory of home.
We made up to position Charlie it was about 4 clicks behind us up the hill on a well-covered cleft in the rocks, giving a birds-eye view.
We made it there in about 20 minutes and settled in, I had to refocus the sniper but no big deal. I didn't want to move back though, I had plans of advancing forward into enemy territory to scout. Lieutenant Mark always has to rain on the parade sadly.
We sat their about an hour, nothing. I was getting restless and decided to take a swig of my canteen before I finally noticed something. My spotter thought there was no one around and his dumbass lit a cigarette. I dropped my gun turned around and smacked the cigarette out of his mouth and grabbed him by the collar. I mounted him and grabbed him by his neck. Before I could say a word he started ... laughing? He started laughing maniacally and I sat their not sure what the hell is his problem. Then, in the corner of my eye I see movement and I hear the sound of a mortar go off. I quickly scrambled off him while he started saying something in fluent Mandarin. I wanted to rip his throat out for being a spy but, I knew a mortar was coming my way. I hopped to my feet and turned each way looking for a place to take cover, there was nowhere. I then remembered the only way was forward off the cliff towards the enemy...
There was about 3 seconds before the artillery would make impact within 5 ft. of me, time slowed down as I thought 'fuck it'. I then ran full speed ahead and jumped off the cleft of the clift, I could hear and feel the explosion behind me I felt like such a bad-ass until I looked down. I started plummeting down about 40 ft. I was in a daze as I fell, then my left leg connected with the steep hill. My bone snapped in half with a sickening crunch and I never felt a pain so intense before in my life. I would have screamed and teared up like a little girl but, I only had half a second until I kept going. I hit the hill knocking the wind out of me and hitting my head ... HARD. The rest was a like a day-dream, as I continued rolling smacking my head on rocks and hard objects of nature. I finally hit the bottom of the hill, eveything was still spinning and I could feel my whole head covered in blood. Adrenaline soon overcame me and numbed the aching of my body.
I laid there for about a minute in a stupor from the 3rd degree concussions I probably just suffered. My vision darkened and I slowly fell into a deep sleep.
Then ... I woke up.
I slowly opened my eyes to a pitch black sky with stars littering the deep abyss. I was confused why I was there and what I was doing until it hit me. Memories slowly started coming back to me about the mission and that fucking traitor! Anger seethed through me as I growled and gritted my teeth, I went to sit up but the pain hit me like a bulldozer. I fell back and let out a sob at the sheer intensity of the pain of cracked and smashed bones.
I sat there about 10 minutes to catch my breath and I was going to try and get up again before I heard Chinese. I slowly went quite, my breath hitched in my throat, two soldiers I could see coming down the clearing speaking to one another, rifles drawn. My Chinese ain't good but, I did understand "kill" and "American dogs". I had to get out of there. I slowly tried to get up again but, was met with a non-reacting shoulder. I was about to have a fit about being stuck until the butt of a rifle connected with my temple, I heard and felt, a sickening crack as I hit the ground blood spraying out of my mouth.
I looked up seeing those two men staring down at me with devilish looks on their faces and a malicious smile. The one on the left stared at me while the one on the right aimed his gun at my face. "Any last word American", he said with a thick accent with bad pronunciation. I used up my remaining energy to speak my mind. I hoarsely coughed out "Fuck you'! I then spit a big glob of blood tainted saliva in his face. He let out a scream of disgust and wiped wildly at his face with his uniform. I layed back with a shit-eating grin on my face until he aimed his rifle at my head again.
"Bitch', he muttered in still a thick accent.
Time slowed as I watched his finger came to the trigger, I made peace with the idea it was my time. I laid my head back closing my eyes trying to catch one more whiff of the forest and one more breath of fresh mountain air . Until, I rembered my promise to my parents about returning. I was supposed to survive and see them again. Instead, my dumbass didn't make an attempt to prolong my mortality. I quickly opened my eyes and muttered, "Please forgive me mother".
I saw his finger connect with the trigger. I heard a loud crack and then my head felt like it was getting crushed I wanted to cry out but, I couldn't. The feeling left as quick as it came and there was just darkness. Little did I know of the events that would unfold to change my life forever.
Hope you guys enjoyed I will need direction though. This will have at least two romances going on and I need a vote.
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