Prologue

Pass on that ammunition belt fast, I will not leave even a single pirate alive. I Will show them what does US Navy means. Come on you small mice" I shouted at the top of my voice.

It was the 27th day we haven't seen the land. Our Ship was deployed to escort merchant vessels carrying goods to Indian ports. It was 3 am, an announcement was made on the main broadcast,

'Hands to Action stations, hands to action stations, all personal to close up at their respective posts and make a closing up report to Ops room. Hands to action stations.'

Within 3minutes full ships company was closed up at their respective posts. Being the Gunner of the ship I was told to man the HMG, heavy machine gun is a belt-fed machine gun that fires full-powered/magnum cartridges. As the name implies, heavy machine guns are typically not man-portable by infantry and thus require mounting onto a weapons platform to be operably stable or tactically mobile, have more formidable firepower, and generally require a team of personnel for operation and maintenance. Victor, Suzi, and Martin were on my team. We all were manning the HMG post.

Pirates had captured one of the merchant's vessels and were firing on our ship.

Martin: How they dare to fire on us.

Suzi: Their death is calling them.

Announcement from the bridge, "HMG, LMG standby. Make readiness report to the bridge."

Victor: I, I sir.

Pass on that ammunition belt fast, I will not leave even a single pirate alive. I Will show them what does US Navy means. Come on you small mice" I shouted at the top of my voice. Victor makes 'stood 2' report to the bridge, " I ordered victor."

Victor: port HMG stood 2, Sir.

Bridge: Port HMG, in your own time, when ready, at enemy open fire.

And a great blast was there at port HMG post. I can't find my left hand it's flying 5meters above sea level.

Ships fire and the emergency party had appeared in no time. I was laying on the stretcher. Suzi and Martin were laying senseless. Victor was fine helping Suzi to wake up.

I went to Victor and told him to give some water to Martin and give my Pistol so that I can fire on pirates. Why are you not listing me? Hello? I tried to shook his hand but was unable to hold him.

I saw Victor is crying as he comes to the stretcher and covered my face.

Oh! Shit! Am I dead?

They are taking my pieces to the mortuary.

I am dead.

We were detached from the escort duties and the other US ship taken over from us.

The Captain has announced for the clear lower deck at helo deck and briefed the ship's company regarding my casualty and loss. I was wrapped in the national flag. I standing beside Victor watching the whole incident. I can see the wet eyes of my shipmates. I was dropped into the sea as per naval regulations.

As my body touched the sea bed, I saw a brightness of hundred Suns approached me and hit me hard.

I found myself on the bank of a creek. I can't move my hand. I don't have any.

I can't move my legs. I don't have any.

Why my body is too small? Where is my head? Where is my leg? It's hadn't taken much time to understand that I was reincarnated.

But What am I?

Where am l?

Before I understand anything I was grabbed under the sharp teethed jaws of a wolf. He was running very fast and I was wet with his saliva. Before I recognize myself, I was dropped from his mouth. He again picked me up.

Oh! I am reincarnated as a Pistol?

Oh! no.

That was the last thing I asked from someone in my previous birth and God made me that only.

The wolf dropped me down as he saw a hare nearby.

I found myself in a thick forest, the Sun rays were not able to reach the ground. The forest seems very thick and dark. I don't think any human will be here. I talked to myself.

Suddenly it started raining, it was the heaviest rain, I ever saw in my two births. I was sinking in the mud...

Dham!Dham! the noise which made the earth-shaking was approaching toward me. I can feel that some creature coming. what is that?

A man with long dirty hair, I was unable to differentiate between his beard and mustache. He seemed to be 7 feet tall, pot-bellied man. He was in one piece, made up of tiger skin. I was deflated under his giant foot. He stopped there and picked me up. looked toward me, tried to bite me. then hold me and run away. He tried me to a rope made up of tree steam and wore it on his neck. I was unable to understand that where I was.

I was hanging in his neck like my locket in previous birth. perhaps he doesn't know what I was. He might have seen something like myself for the first time.

It was like a community that lives in the jungle; Who don't have any knowledge about technology or equipment. They don't live in houses, they have made Caves and tunnels for their stay. Most of the weapons used were made up of stone or Iron. They don't know what is education. The community was not familiar with clothes.

I understood that I was born in the stone age, until, I heard the bullet firing sound one day.

Thank God! I am not in the stone age.

But, I am in some tribal group or with some people who are separated from the rest of the world. Hanging in that person's neck, I keep on thinking about my previous birth. What I was and what I am now. I had lost my Identity but now I have to make my new identity. People should know who I am.