We were called to arms on Thursday, I was called to survey the area for the carrier planes. The weapons were for emegency only. We were flying in formation, Flight was leading, and I was 3rd from the left. We were deep in Afghanistan, then we heard gunfire from an M134 minigun "I'm hit, I'm hit! going down fast!" we heard an explosion and saw a white circle falling slowly. I felt my plane shudder and my back heated up "Doe! Your engines are on fire! if you can't land, eject! you are worth more than that plane ". I did a breif scan and saw that the areonatics are still functioning "I can land this!" all I need to do is take it steady, I hear missiles being launched, I eject and my plane explodes beneath me, the shockwave knocks my chair out of its straight line, I pull the parachute and get slowed down. I'm going to make it, then I land in a tree. In the tree there was a very angry branch. I get out of my seat and grab a branch, I swing down to safety and take off my mask and suit, So I was left with my Tuxedo.
I walk around the maize and find a little house. I knock on the door. "Who are you?" askes a gruff little voice, "I am Carl Doe, I beleive you ordered a two week butler program" I said "Carl Doe? hmm, where have I heard that before, umm, wait there". He scurried away and came back with a book "Doe, Doe, Doe, Here it is. do you know a Timothy Doe?", he asked. "Timothy Doe Is my grandfather, why?" the man opened the door and to my surprise, he was a wolf. "Timothy Doe was my fathers friend, but my father went to war. K.I.A, he was doing ground operations when he was hit by a falling building" he said and he looked down, "anyway, what are you doing here?" I told him the story.
His name was Bert, Bert was Interested by the end, "A rocket, wow, If only we could somehow salvage the radio" he said,
"well, my sources indicate that if something exploded, then it doesn't work" I said
"Carl, I know where to go to get another plane" he said, he had a twinkle in his eyes
The Airport is closed, It shouldn't be too busy, then Bert pulled up his ute and got out, there were soldiers everywhere, we got out and snuck in through the back gate. He opened the hangar and said "take your pick". I was tied between a Skyhawk and a superhornet. I chose the superhornet due to it having more fuel. I did the checks and took off. I tailed some people in an A-10 warthog, after Identifying whether they were friendly or not, they were not, so I pressed the button for firing. but large clicks sounded, the back gunner turned around, he wasn't out of Ammo.
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Why Change? (Straight furry story)
FanficCarl is a light grey wolf who likes to wear his tuxedo, everywhere. After he was sent to a special school by his parents who abused him for 11 years, they died in Hobart. So he was stuck with a 1 year old at the age of 11, and 9 million dollars to...