Balto: K9 Unit
"Do you want to make something out of your life private?!"
"Sir yes sir!"
-Sergeant Neil, K9 XIV squadron, talking to a new recruit.
The K9 unit, the police of canines, are fiercely loyal to the cause. They recruit all types of dogs and they turn them into K9s.
For example:
"Alright you fuckin' maggots, today you are entering the world of a true dog and you're leaving behind your bitch of a life. I'm going to break you till you can't break anymore. I'm going to teach you how to walk, talk, eat, and sleep. When I say jump, you ask 'How high?' When I say crawl, you ask 'How long?' When I say charge, you say 'Yes sir sergeant sir!'"
Their training of other dogs is the toughest it can get. That was sergeant Neil of XIV squadron talking to the new recruits.
Here's another sergeant. His name is Alexander.
"Why the fuck you looking at me private?! I will rip off your fucking head and shit down your throat! I will skull fuck you private! I will skull fuck you! Now stop fucking looking at me and climb the damn wall before I mount you like a bitch! Up! Up! Up! Up! Up!"
His methods may seem extreme, but they are the same as everyone else's. He yells and screams to ignite the fire that the recruits have let go out.
The last example of a sergeant for the K9 unit is sergeant Thunder.
"Private, you look at me one more time, I will rip out your eyes and shove them down your throat so you can watch as I disembowel you! Now look at the wall you incompetent bitch! Move it!"
All sergeants of the K9 unit have been known to be extremely cruel to the recruits, but they train the best K9 units criminal canines have ever seen.
"They came out of the trees man! They came out of the trees!"
If only they actually did.
Now, if you look at all the criminals the K9 unit punishes, you'll see there is a common factor that the K9 unit goes after.
1. Great Danes (10%)
2. Pit Bulls (50%)
3. German shepherds (20%)
4. German shorthaired pointer (10%)
5. English Pointers (5%)
6. Inconclusive
7. Inconclusive
8. Inconclusive
9. Inconclusive
10. Inconclusive
11. Inconclusive
12. Inconclusive
13. Inconclusive
14. Inconclusive
15. Inconclusive
16. Inconclusive
17. Inconclusive
18. Inconclusive
19. Inconclusive
20. Inconclusive
21. Inconclusive
22. Wolves (90%)
23. Foxes (90%)
24. Inconclusive
25. Inconclusive
26. Inconclusive
27. Inconclusive
28. Inconclusive
29. Inconclusive
30. Inconclusive
31. Inconclusive
32. Inconclusive
33. Inconclusive
34. Inconclusive
35. Chihuahuas (0%)
36. Inconclusive
37. Inconclusive
38. Inconclusive
39. Inconclusive
40. Inconclusive
41. Inconclusive
42. Inconclusive
43. Inconclusive
44. Inconclusive
45. Inconclusive
46. Inconclusive
47. Inconclusive
48. Inconclusive
49. Inconclusive
50. Inconclusive
51. Inconclusive
52. Inconclusive
53. Inconclusive
54. Inconclusive
55. Inconclusive
56. Rest Inconclusive
Reason for inconclusive: Inconclusive could be numerous reasons- Misdemeanors, mutts, not recorded, not enough to get accurate result, white collar crimes, etc.
But from this list, even though it shows inconclusive more, they target wolves and foxes more than other dogs.
57. Hybrids (56%) (Most likely to be in K9 unit at 75%)
Nome, Alaska
1925
Nome, the center piece for the recruitment of the K9 unit. Most dogs who lived in Alaska were tough, but the dogs that lived in remote villages were survivors. That's what the K9 unit was after of course. They didn't need tough, they needed more than just tough. They wanted dogs that refused to back down and would take as much punishment as possible.
In Nome, there are survivors. There are also bitter enemies.
A purebred husky is thrashing a husky/wolf mix, mostly because the mix is part wolf. As the hybrid gets thrown across the snow, the purebred laughs and says, with words of venom, "Stay out of town lobo," while his goons laugh behind him.
The thrashed hybrid pushes himself to his feet and, pain being his enemy, limps away from the quarrel.
Outside of Nome is a small outpost. The outpost is for the K9 unit and all who are recruited go here.
"Left! Left! Left right left! Move! Move! Move your feet!"
"I don't know what I've been told!"
"I don't know what I've been told!"
"The K9 unit is mighty bold!"
"The K9 unit is mighty bold!"
"Present fangs!"
"Charge the dummy you dummy!"
All of these calls are heard from the K9 outpost for they are teaching the recruits how the life of a dog in the K9 unit is.
"What the fuck you looking at private?! What, do you want be to be your momma?! I will fuck you like your daddy! Now stop looking and start hustling!"
As the beaten hybrid makes his way back to the trawler, he is met by three other hybrids, two look exactly like him, one looking like a darker version.
"Balto, what's wrong? Are you hurt," asks the darker hybrid.
"Nothing Kyle. Just a little altercation. I'm going to go sleep. I'd rather not talk about what happened," responds Balto as he walks onto the trawler, his home.
Kyle looks at the other two and frowns. "Do you guys think it was Steele again?"
The one with the green eyes nods his head. "Yeah, I have no doubt. You Ryan?"
The one with the blue eyes nods his head. "Yeah, I agree with you Hunter. I think it is Steele."
Kyle shakes his head. "Hunter, Ryan agrees with everything you say."
"So what?"
As Balto is lying on the trawler, he looks to his right and somewhat catches something. He starts to focus and soon, he sees that it's some outpost.
"Hey, what's that?"
