Chapter 1: Another Chance
Hello and Welcome Back to A Dingo From Another World. This is the first 'real' chapter for me so I can be able to do this with or without a hitch. Can this fan fiction rated an M? I really don't know. So please help me on achieving this rank.
Well, let's enjoy this 'fan fiction'. Also, I better put on the Date and Time as well as location to be honest. Just to let you know the location and the time. Well, enjoy. If anyone of you find any errors, please let me know. Anyway, enjoy the fan fiction.
14th September 2017
1323hrs
Plaza Indonesia
Jakarta, Indonesia
Roman Ravenshoe, one of the SASR operators is patrolling the shopping mall after people sighted a Rebel holding a M16. His friends were also in other parts of the mall, scouting the place and defending it from the pro-war rebels.
Roman picked up his radio and hold it onto his right ear. He was thinking about scouting the second floor to find the rebel. He clicked the button on the radio and communicate with his Radio Operator.
"Commander. The first floor is clear. We unable to find one of them. Request to scout the Second Floor? Over?" Roman said.
"10-4, copy. You're are now able to scout one floor up. Stay alert. I got a bad feeling about this." Commander said.
"Copy that. We keep an eye out for potential movements. Over and out." Roman said. Unknowingly, one of the other Rebels holds the Marksman Rifle, aiming at Roman and his Unit.
"Sir! Rebel on Second Floor! Take Cover!" One of his man said.
However, it was too late. The Rebel fired a single shot on Roman's Right Shoulder, flinched backwards and knocked back. Roman's men dragged Roman to a nearby store while blood is dripping out slowly.
"Crap! Hang on, Roman! You going to be all right." Leader said.
"I know! Send a doc over to our location. You three! Focus on firing on the attackers." Roman said as three of his men moves out of the store, throw a flash grenade and fire upon the attackers.
Roman, meanwhile, draw his pistol and attempting to stand up on his two legs.
"Sir! Are you OUT OF YOUR MIND?" Roman said.
"I fucking know. But our soldiers will take first priority in any situation. You know that, First Lieutenant?" Leader said sarcastically.
"Not really, sir." Roman said.
"Well, crap. You can really learn it when you lead your own someday. Now, let's take them out! Miles!" Leader said.
"Sir?" Miles said.
"If you got an anti-tank launcher, use it. IF! If command will authorize this engagement…" Roman said before been cut off by the sound of a tank roaring through.
"SHIT! TANK!" One of his man said.
"Dang! You are authorize to use the launcher! In fact. I got a plan! There is a single support beam on top of that walkway. If you launch a round from the launcher, it will collapse on top of the tank, also killing those with it. You have to aim carefully." Leader said as Miles take out his Anti-tank Launcher.
"Throwing a smoke grenade. Launch a single round onto that tank. Cover me!" Miles said.
Miles attempted to aim his anti-tank launcher at the beam but as he was about to fire, Militias from above fire upon Miles, missed the beam, and fallen down, mortally wounded.
"Crap! Miles don't stand a chance. I better save all of us. For my country. For my friends. And especially, for my 'Girlfriend'. Roman thought as he ignored the pain in his right arm and plunge himself to Miles's corpse.
Roman grabs Miles's anti-tank launcher, load it up with a single round, and blindly fire it at the beam, causing a chain reaction which makes the platform fall on top of the tank.
Roman does not give up. He ran to the side of the tank with a F1 grenade, climb on top of it, opens the hatch and toss the armed grenade inside.
"This is for all of us! That's for my 'Girlfriend'! You will never throw it away!" Roman thought as he forcibly cover the gap of the hatch of the tank with nothing but himself.
"Stay back!" Roman yelled, but it's too late.
By the time Roman finished yelling, the grenade exploded inside the tank, sending shrapnel flying throughout the tank, and even piercing Roman.
One of the shrapnel flew to one of the rocket ammunition deposit, triggering an explosion inside the tank, causing it to explode and send Roman flying towards a wall.
Roman's POV
Well, I said never throw it away, but in fact, throwing me to a nearby wall is serious. I don't feel everything after I made contact with the wall. Everything is so numb.
"ROMAN!" my leader yelled in destress. I barely hear anything other than words from my leader. Well, it's difficult to hear him.
"No, no! Get a paramedic here! He's losing us!" leader said as he put his fingers onto my right arm, trying to feel a pulse. To be honest, my eyes were closing up uncontrollably.
"Don't lose us, Roman! You gonna be…" My leader said before my eyes completely shut.
"Oh fuck! Someone give Roman some f-ing CPR! We're lost him!" Leader said
"Look, he's gone. We have to leave him, sir." One of the soldiers said.
*Sigh* "Ok. May Roman Rest Completely. He is a brave man on the battlefield. Lest We Forget." My leader said as he lay me down on the floor. I'm cried myself as I have died just shy of age 23.
Though, I only saw darkness, the footsteps of my unit were instant silences after the last words of my leader said to me. Wait! I saw a single dot coming closer to me. I somewhat moved towards it. Then, the dot expanded like a flashbang. What a start of the afterlife.
14th September 2017
1327hrs
Unknown Place
Unknown Nation
Hang on. Not really. I only hear chirping from the birds and cars traveling on the busy streets yards away.
I awake myself as if I was sleeping on a tree. I stand myself up and open my eyes. What's surprise me that I was not in Jakarta at all. In fact, I remember this place from a movie.
Wait! Am I been awake in Zootopia?
Savannah Park
Zootopia, Republic of Animalia
Well, at least I'm still got my stuff from Jakarta here along with my EF-88. What a relief. I still got my Samsung S8 on me. Better turn on the phone and check the contacts. Surprisingly, they there but they were unable to be called.
"I'm sorry. Due to unknown circumstances, you are unable to call that number possibly due to power outages or loss of connection. Please try again later." The built in AI Text To Speech Program said. Fuck! Unable to call someone. Well, better check the internet, and surprisingly, it worked. Well, mostly. I unable to type down anything on the web browser. (As in unable to talk to anyone) Everything is thankfully online. Youtube, Twitter, Google, and other stuff that were still usable. Looks like I unable to get bore for a long time.
I spotted a zebra walking along a walkway in the nearby street. I quickly hide myself as the zebra continues walking down the path.
"If they spot me, the ZPD will be notified and they might arrest me and I'll may serve more than 4 years in jail. Better hide my guns." Roman thought. I better put my guns in my bag to avoid panic. Better not scare the ZPD all day long. I kept my M9 Bayonet on my side as it was hard to be detected by metal detectors. At least it was concealed.
I also hid my USP in the gun holder that's looks like a computer case. At least I put it in safety mode. Same as my Bayonet, it was impossible for my pistol to be detected.
I also decided to dismantle my EF-88. Better keep it in safety mode before dismantlement. I dismantle the barrel and the stocks. I also dismantle the M203PI Module. At least the entire gun is dismantled now that I'm safe.
I felt a vibration on my right pocket. I pick up my phone as it said 1:30pm and a message put in coordinates to ZPD's HQ. However, I felt a lot hairy throughout my body. I made my way to a nearby waterhole.
As I was about to get out my canteen bottle, I somewhat saw a Dingo in Black Multicam clothing. "If that Dingo was me, I better smack my-fucking-self." I thought. In fact, I raise my right arm, so do as that dingo. I raise my arms in front of myself, same exact thing. "Well fuck! Am I a fucking DINGO!?" Roman thought.
I removed my right glove which revealed to be a hand of a dingo. I fell downwards and lightly cried to myself. Why am I been killed for my country? Well, I better get some help. I check my wallet and surprisingly, my credit card's have ZOO instead of ANZ and the background have a zebra markings. Also, I have around 4,000 'Animalian' Dollars? Alongside, there are Australian dollars. At least I have further evidence that I came from another world.
"Better make my way to Zootopia. I hope there will be some help." I said to myself as I make my way towards the Savannah Centeral.
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