The Future-Dog (FD) program wasn’t working out. Implanted microchips massively elevated the IQ of the dogs. They could suddenly reason logically and hold conversations. Unfortunately for the Army, the dogs also got smart enough to run from pitched battles. Commanders started calling them Flee-Dogs.
During a horrific battle with ISIS, Lieutenant Makan’s platoon suffered 50% casualties. In the chaos, Corporal Vinton was captured and dragged to a well-protected ISIS position. Vinton’s FD, a labrador named Troy, started flipping out. Poole could barely restrain him from running. On comms Makan said, “They got two machine gun nests, sir. We’re outnumbered. Getting Vinton back is a suicide mission.”
“Troy got away!” shouted Poole.
“Let him go,” grated Makan. “They always run.”
At first, the militants smirked at the dog charging towards them.
Then the screaming began.
First one machine-gunner went down in a spray of blood, then the next one.
When Makan’s platoon finally arrived the ISIS militants were in full flight.
They never found the Master and his Dog.
Only two friends, relieved to see each other.
Written for the weekly Flash Fiction for Aspiring Writers challenge. Look here for this week’s prompt and a blue link to many other stories: https://flashfictionforaspiringwriters.wordpress.com/2016/03/14/fffaw-week-of-march-15-2016/