Fallen World: The Complete Trilogy

by Tom Jones

  A CDI member quickly peeked out from behind his covered position in order to try and locate the helicopters in the sky. Since he could not see any visible light emitted from the helicopters, he assumed that the personnel aboard were using infrared lights in order to somewhat mask their location from people not using infrared imaging devices. The CDI member peeked out from his cover again while trying to expose as little of his body as he could; he did not want to be seen by the ISG. The CDI member was carrying an FIM-92F Stinger which used infrared light to home in on a target. The CDI member peeked once more, and he was able to see the Stealth Hawk flying just above the perimeter of the base. The human moved the Stinger to his shoulder, and he took a few steps back in order for him to properly shoulder the launcher before exposing himself to select his target. After the CDI operative was ready to lock onto a target, he quickly took a sidestep, and he pointed the launcher at the helicopter. Apparently, the helicopter was emitting enough infrared light for the FIM-92F to lock on to. The human pulled the trigger and quickly retreated back to cover before the ISG realized where they were being attacked from.

  “We’ve got a SAM incoming,” the pilot of the Stealth Hawk said as he heard the warning alarms the helicopter outputted. Though the pilot wanted to take evasive action, he figured that it would be more efficient to use infrared flares as a countermeasure. The pilot pressed the button to deploy flares, and he looked outside of the window to see if the missile’s flight path was thrown off by the infrared countermeasure. The pilot’s eyes widened as he noticed that the missile was still traveling directly towards the helicopter. The pilot quickly gave the helicopter throttle, pulled the stick aft, and maneuvered the pedals in order to try and dodge the incoming missile. However, the evasive actions taken were not effective enough to dodge the missile since the infrared spotlights on the helicopter were outputting more infrared light than the flare did. The missile impacted directly in the center of the helicopter’s fuselage, and the helicopter’s right engine was immediately destroyed from the detonation of the missile.

  The Stealth Hawk began to quickly lose altitude as it could no longer generate the necessary lift it needed to keep the rotorcraft airborne. The pilot of the helicopter used the last few moments of flight in order to guide the crippled aircraft to crash into CDI’s control tower. The helicopter collided with the control tower, and the tower immediately began to collapse from the sudden impact of the helicopter’s airframe. The remaining fuel contained in the aircraft ignited, and the resulting explosion scattered debris all around the surrounding area. The CDI soldier who fired the Stinger quickly began to reload the SAM launcher as he looked around to make sure that no ISG members were closing in on him. However, the launch of the missile gave away his position, and he could see several ISG members converging on his position when he took another peek around the corner. The CDI operative had no choice but to retreat from his current position. The operative held his FIM-92F, and he began to sprint towards another building that Omega had not attacked yet. As he ran, he heard bullets ricocheting behind the concrete that he was running on. Moments later, he was struck by several rounds in the back, and he quickly succumbed to his gunshot wounds. Even when he was already struck down by a hail of gunfire which dotted his back, the ISG continued to fire upon him to make sure that he was dead. They did not want to risk another rocket fired from the Stinger to destroy another helicopter.

  Several ISG members now began to converge upon a hangar they had not attacked yet. As a platoon started to form in order to attack the hangar, the doors slowly opened. The operatives all looked through their scopes, and they were prepared to shoot any CDI personnel or anthros on sight. However, the ISG operatives were not prepared to see a General Dynamics M1A3 Super Abrams emerge from the hangar. The tank immediately began to fire its .50 caliber turret at the infantry which it was faced with. While several ISG members were killed by the tank’s initial fire, the rest of the operatives retreated, for they knew that they were ill-equipped to fight the Super Abrams. Some ISG members switched to their airburst function of their XMP-1 and fired upon the tank. However, the Super Abram’s trophy system was quick to eliminate the airburst projectiles from the air before they were able to even get close to the tank’s armor.

  The Super Abrams now rolled outside of the hangar completely, and it began to fire it’s .50 caliber turret at all ISG members who were out in the open. The Universal Camouflage Pattern which the ISG members wore allowed them to be spotted very easily by the tank’s gunner. The tank then began to fire its CROWS III at the helicopters since they were easily able to be spotted using the tank’s infrared sensors since they still had their infrared spotlights enabled. The .50 caliber rounds fired by the CROWS III were able to severely damage one of the Stealth Hawks, for the helicopters were not outfitted with protection from such ammunition. One of the Stealth Hawks, severely damaged from the incoming .50 caliber rounds fired by the tank, began to lose altitude since the engines were no longer able to output as much power to keep the helicopter airborne.

  “Shit, that tank’s on us!” The gunner of the crippled Stealth Hawk said as he braced himself from the incoming fire from the tank. The pilot attempted to move out of the Super Abrams’ line of fire, but the control surfaces were heavily damaged from the .50 caliber rounds which already peppered the helicopter. The pilot pushed the stick down in order to build more speed at the expense of altitude. The gunner held on to the frame of the helicopter as the Stealth Hawk began to descend upon the ground. Now with enough speed built up, the pilot pulled the stick aft in order for the helicopter to raise its nose. However, the control surfaces were destroyed from the tank’s fire, so the pilot was unable to raise the nose of the helicopter. The Stealth Hawk impacted on the pavement, and the remaining fuel immediately ignited, causing an explosion.

  With two helicopters now out of service, the Super Abrams continued to drive down the asphalt looking for another helicopter to shoot down. The rest of the ISG members who survived the initial encounter with the Super Abrams were now careful to stay out of the upgraded tank’s line of sight, since none of the operatives on the mission carried sufficient anti-tank weaponry. A couple of CDI BTR-90s also began to emerge from the same hangar from which the Super Abrams deployed from. The BTR-90s drove past the Super Abrams, and they began to split off in order to find ISG personnel that were still remaining. The three remaining helicopters were now flying defensively, for they knew that CDI had at least one vehicle that was able to shoot down the MH-60Xs. One BTR-90 was scanning the air looking for the other helicopters while the second armored vehicle continued driving around while searching for the ISG personnel still inside of the base. Several CDI members exposed themselves and used the armored vehicles as cover in order to proceed out of their hiding spots. The ISG members did not dare fire upon the rest of the CDI members because they knew that the BTRs would be able to instantly spot them and return fire.

  “This is Epsilon-18-7, requesting immediate exfil. We do not have the equipment to deal with the enemy armor. Over,” an ISG member spoke from behind cover. The ISG member peeked over his cover, and he could see the BTR-90 driving alongside standard CDI infantry. The ISG member kept his weapon down, and he also kept himself hidden from the vehicle. One of the three remaining helicopter pilots replied to the ISG member, “Negative. We cannot get close enough for an exfil. Out.” The ISG member shook his head in frustration, but he knew that the helicopter would indeed be shot down by the armored vehicles if it tried to come closer. The BTR-90 stopped a few times as it traveled down the pavement, and it used its Shipunov 2A42 to scan the area for Omega personnel. Several gunshots were then heard, and they were fired by an ISG member with the intent of landing shots on CDI infantry. The BTR-90 driver was immediately relayed the location of the disturbance via radio, and the driver proceeded to travel to the source of the gunfire. The armored vehicle took a few turns, and it soon arrived at the location of the gunfire. When the BTR-90 arrived, it was met with a
small squad of ISG members fighting off remaining CDI infantry. The BTR-90’s gunner spotted the men, and the gunner began to fire the 2A42 turret at the men. The men immediately collapsed when they were struck by the 30mm autocannon. Their plate carriers hardly stood up against the cannon.

  The Super Abrams’ gunner located one of the three remaining Stealth Hawks trying to flee from the combat zone by crossing the base’s airspace itself. While the automatic anti-aircraft defense system was still unable to locate the stealth helicopters, the gunner of the M1A3 Super Abrams was easily able to visually spot the black helicopter flying overhead. The gunner led his target, and he began to fire the .50 caliber CROWS III at the helicopter. Within seconds, the helicopter trailed black smoke, and the aircraft began to lose altitude as its engines began to fail from the sustained damage caused by the gunfire. The pilot tried to pull the nose of the aircraft up, but the helicopter was already too damaged from the gunfire to properly recover. The helicopter impacted into one of the CDI auxiliary buildings, and unknown to Omega, the building was currently being used to shelter the anthros that were able to be successfully rescued before the ISG arrived. The fuel from the helicopter ignited, and the building was now up in flames. Only two helicopters were remaining.

  The remaining two helicopters were prepared to abandon the mission entirely while leaving the rest of the ISG members to fend for themselves from within the base. As the two helicopters began to retreat from the combat zone, they unknowingly gave up their positions to the ground vehicles below which were now able to spot the helicopters. The BTR-90 was the first vehicle to spot the helicopters, and it began to fire it’s 30mm autocannon at one of the two remaining Stealth Hawks. The MH-60X was unable to avoid the incoming fire from the BTR-90, and the HE rounds fired from the autocannon were enough to quickly dispatch the helicopter. The tail section broke off from the fuselage, and the Stealth Hawk quickly spiraled out of control. Now without a tail to stabilize the aircraft, the Stealth Hawk impacted the ground at an angle which not only broke the rotors upon impact, but also mangled the airframe as it rolled on the ground. The fuel tank once again ruptured, and the second-to-last Stealth Hawk was up in flames.

  The BTR-90 now focused its attention at the final Stealth Hawk as the driver of the armored vehicle began to report the location of the final helicopter to the M1A3 Super Abrams. The tank in question was already near the BTR-90, so it was able to easily spot the fleeing MH-60X. Both armored vehicles began to simultaneously fire upon the helicopter with their respective weapons. The airframe of the Stealth Hawk was definitely not designed to receive combined fire from both a 30mm autocannon and a .50 caliber heavy machine gun. The firepower from both vehicles quickly sent the final Stealth Hawk spiraling out of control, and the helicopter was now close to impacting the ground as well. As the helicopter impacted the ground, the tail section broke off from the fuselage, and fire erupted from the mangled remains of the helicopter as the fuselage crumbled from the abrupt collision with the pavement. With all five Omega Stealth Hawks successfully destroyed, CDI had won the battle. The remaining armored vehicles continued to drive around whilst searching for remaining ISG infantry units that were still within the base’s premises.

  Nine’s sexual assault on the wolf was interrupted by a ringing noise coming from the computer in his office. The human’s focus was immediately broken from the current action that he was performing, “Agh… Fuck.” The human pushed the wolf forwards, and the wolf landed on the ground, petrified from what Nine did to her. Nine pulled up his pants, and he tried to quickly buckle his belt before moving over to his computer. The human looked down, and he figured that he was alright to answer his computer. He looked over to the wolf, and he smiled as he could see the wolf, who was still chained up, lying on the floor with male reproductive fluid oozing from her rectum. The human answered the computer’s ringing, “What’s the situation?” Nine heard the voice of the security chief, “Sir… The mission has failed.” Nine was in denial at first, “No? What are you talking about?” The security chief repeated his news, “ISG Epsilon-18 has failed the mission. The five helicopters sent to the CDI base were all shot down.” Nine was still not ready to accept the news, “You’ve gotta be wrong.” The security chief spoke again, “I don’t have any other way to put it. The ISG was unable to demolish the CDI base.”

  Nine had a different objective on his mind, “No, wait… Did they at least kill all of the anthros that CDI took from us?” The security chief replied, “Inconclusive, sir. ISG did report that many of the anthros were killed during the attack.” Nine decided to take the optimistic approach, “Well, at least CDI has less of our anthros.” The security chief relayed some more troubling news, “The bad news is that all of the helicopters were shot down within the perimeters of the base itself. CDI could potentially figure out the location of this facility if they can piece together the flight path that was recorded with the helicopters’ avionics information if it is still intact.” Nine did indeed feel frustrated by the news, “Fuck… Shit. How did CDI stop Epsilon-18 anyways?” The security chief relayed the other piece of information that he knew, “The assault’s effectiveness sharply declined when CDI deployed armored vehicles.”

  Nine was surprised to learn that CDI had armored vehicles at what seemed to be a small base, “Armored vehicles? Really? Why the fuck does CDI have armored vehicles in the Western United States? This isn’t motherfucking Baghdad!” The security chief spoke specifically about the armored vehicles, “Reports tell us that CDI had two GAZ-5329s, and a heavily modified M1 Abrams tank. The tank featured both reactive armor and a trophy system.” Nine was surprised to hear about the vehicles, “Holy shit… How much damage did Epsilon-18 do before they were stopped?” The security chief displayed an image of the base after the attack for Nine, “It looks like about seventy percent of the base was at least affected by the attack. Unknown number of personnel killed, but it definitely will put a dent into CDI at least around here.” Nine understood that CDI could potentially attack Facility Nine if they figure out the location of the complex, “Alright. I want the ISG to be on alert until further notice. We can’t risk this operation dooming us.” The security chief had one objection, “Sir, we do not have any anti-armor weapons at this facility. If they attack with their armored vehicles, we wouldn’t be able to stop them.” Nine was growing impatient, “Then get some fucking SAM launchers in from another facility!”

  The security chief replied after Nine’s urgent-sounding request, “Understood sir. I’ll have those brought in as soon as possible.” Nine shook his head, “No, that’s not good enough. As soon as possible? What is this? Fucking UPS? Nah, get fucked! We need this facility secured now! We don’t know when CDI will find us.” The security chief had to accept what Nine was telling him, “Understood, sir. It will be done.” Nine decided that the response was in the scope of reasonable, “Sure. Just get it done. And leave me alone for a bit, will ya? I’m kinda busy here.” The security chief acknowledged the site director, “Understood, sir.” Nine said one last thing before he disconnected, “Yeah, thank you! Alright, that’s enough. M’kay, bye!” Nine disconnected from the call, and he muted his computer. The human stood up from his desk, and he approached the female wolf on the floor.

  Nine looked the naked wolf over, and he could see that his reproductive fluids were already starting to dry on the wolf’s fur surrounding her rectum. After looking at the torn remains of the latex suit sitting a few meters away from the wolf, the human grabbed the wolf by the collar, and he picked her up. After sitting the wolf on her knees, Nine spoke softly to the wolf, “Sorry you had to hear all that, you little bitch. I should’ve known better and plugged your little ears up so they wouldn’t be able to hear any of that human stuff.” The human developed an idea in his head as he began to unbuckle his pants again, “Besides, all you anthros need to care about is doing whatever we say.” Nine dropped his pants after unbuckling his belt, and he continued his thought, “How about we try a little som
ething? How about we see what happens when you fucking anthros can’t listen to what we have to say?” Nine did not hear a response from the anthro since she was muzzled. The human spoke in a harsher tone to the wolf, “Answer me, bitch. Right now.”

  Since the wolf still did not give a reply to the human, Nine delivered a kick to the wolf’s bare stomach with his boot. The wolf grunted from the kick, and she almost fell over to her side from the sudden impact. Nine scooted closer to the wolf and spoke again, “Yeah, that’s better. I knew that this little bitch still had some life in her.” Since Nine’s genitals were now fully exposed, he was trying to figure out the next place which he would be able to put them. He had already violated the wolf both anally and vaginally, but he wanted to place his genitals in a place where he had not put them already. Nine examined the wolf, and he considered placing his genitals in the wolf’s mouth, but he decided against doing so. He did not know if the wolf would attempt to bite his genitals in retaliation against what he had already done to her.

  Nine then remembered what he told the wolf mere moments earlier, “Your ears let you hear. What happens when they’re… Otherwise clogged?” Nine looked at the wolf’s ears, and he moved himself closer to the anthro. The human first picked up the wolf’s tail, and he rubbed her tail against his genitals in order to try and get himself excited at first. After the human could feel himself becoming more sexually stimulated, he moved himself in front of the wolf and spoke, “Y’know, if you weren’t orange tier, I’d probably remove that muzzle from you and see how far this cock will go down your mouth. Maybe I’d be able to get it halfway down your throat?” The wolf let out a slight whimper from the thought of this event occurring for real. The human grinned upon hearing the wolf’s frightened whimpering, “I’m glad most of you anthros know where you belong. You fucks deserve nothing more than to serve the wills of humans. You all don’t deserve anything better but to get fucked.”