The day World War Three started, our country went into a curfew. The Internet was disabled by TM, the private telecommunications company in our country and sole provider for internet connection. It caused a ruckus and chaos in the country, almost a world war in our own country, but the television lines were sill okay, so the Government made a public statement saying, "In this desperate times, I, the Prime Minister of Malaysia, have got news from the West, that World War 3 just broke out, we do not know how, or why, but what we do know is to protect ourselves. I am very sorry for the Internet issue, which caused everyone to be frustrated. This will give us full security as no information from our country can be leaked into other countries and vice versa. I am doing this to protect all of us, although this seem to be a bit drastic, but I pray, you all will be together with me. This is hardships that we are enduring. Our neighbouring country, Singapore has already drawn certain plans to adjust ourselves to this dire situation. We are to join forces with them and unify, in a new army named the Freedom Fighters. We do not fight for anyone, we fight for us. In this I hope we all come as one. It is time to show who we really are, to stand up for ourselves. Thank you, I will be addressing you all tomorrow morning again regarding this matter. Goodnight, and sorry for the inconvenience caused."
That statement left everyone stunned. Nobody expected this to happen. Starting tomorrow, work will be different. The situation will all be different. The next morning, the Prime Minister addressed to the people again, on supporting his statements he said last night and also the possible mobilisation of the National Service training recruits, integrating them into the Military. Posts have been set up nationwide for trainees to apply for position, and for the ones who feel like volunteering to help and contribute to the country.
Obviously, I have to apply for a position, but all they give was crap positions, pilot, navy crew, infantry, submarine division, medics, hospital division, arms division, operatives division, and the one which interest me, the intelligence division. I applied for that. Not that its safe or anything, but one mistake and the whole country's in trouble.
One thing our country was lucky is that we have our own satellite for our own local television. With that, we can send messages on television, telling civilians what to do and how to survive. We taught the civilians and in the meantime multi tasking our armies to get use to the equipments and their respective sections. I was assigned to Intelligent Gathering Section, the IGS, very dangerous job. we communicate through our own local television, making it as a base receiver for all our communications, so with all the Internet gone, we still have communications with our military and civilian as well.
My first assignment was to Indonesia. No ships, or boats allowed, so I had to swim to the other island, but I have trained, for a month, a hardcore training, only seven hours sleep a night, the rest is swim training, for twenty days, and I have five days to gear up and five days rest. I went out, for the last five days of my life with my friends. Some have went into infantry, some into pilot, some into mobile section, some into medic, some still thinking. I hung out with very few. My assignment was highly top secret, I told my friends I would be away for quite awhile for some assignment.
The day came. I swam non stop to Indonesia. After so much training it felt nothing much, pretty cool and calm with it. I arrived on Indonesian shores at February 2nd 2015. My assignment was scout and Intel collection, nothing more. I was only equipped with a Glock 19 pistol, just in case, and four magazines. I took pictures, silently, of the shores, how they mobilized their army, where they guarded, where they deliver and receive new supplies, I just continue to snap snap snap.
It took me three days. I had to cut it short because an enemy spotted me, so I just swam home. When I reached Malaysian shores, boy was I glad to be greeted with green uniforms. I quickly asked for a private transport back to HQ.
Well, cut the slack and chat, that was my first assignment, anyway, this is my fortieth assignment. Operation UWA Intercept. An integrated and secured operation commanded by the UWA in collaboration with FF to bring down the I.R.F. Yes, I am one of the seven stranded in Brazil. Two Marines, two Green Berets, two UWA Intel Officers and me, one Malaysian Intel Officer, Class 7. They were close together, I of course I felt like an outcast. But the war was hell. I've seen Marines been blown to bits, Marines tortured and killed, so many horrifying things. Some even stabbed to death.
I just wish I could be in Malaysia.
It took me three days. I had to cut it short because an enemy spotted me, so I just swam home. When I reached Malaysian shores, boy was I glad to be greeted with green uniforms. I quickly asked for a private transport back to HQ.
Well, cut the slack and chat, that was my first assignment, anyway, this is my fortieth assignment. Operation UWA Intercept. An integrated and secured operation commanded by the UWA in collaboration with FF to bring down the I.R.F. Yes, I am one of the seven stranded in Brazil. Two Marines, two Green Berets, two UWA Intel Officers and me, one Malaysian Intel Officer, Class 7. They were close together, I of course I felt like an outcast. But the war was hell. I've seen Marines been blown to bits, Marines tortured and killed, so many horrifying things. Some even stabbed to death.
I just wish I could be in Malaysia.
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