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Wolf looked back down the scope. He zeroed in on another target. Held his breath and took a second shot. 'Yeah, I'm a little on the hungry side too.' He stood up and placed his gun back on his shoulder. 'Actually, I'm starving too. Let's get goin'.'

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Derrick peeled off all his gear back at the humvee, leaving the olive drab pants and shirt he had on. He put it all in the back and jumped in, turning the humvee on. "'Urry up, man," he said, turning on the radio and listening to Rammstein. "So, whatcha think the wars like, eh?" He asked, going to a more serious tone.

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Wolf set all his gear down next to Derricks and ran over to the humvee. He leaped into the passanger seat and looked over at Derrick. He could tell he was getting into a more serious mood. 'I dunno. I really wish I did though.' he replied. 'But so long as they got us, we're gonna win.'

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Kruschev was mad...
He was more than mad he was angry... in fact fuck the whole thing he was bloody Furious.
"what do you mean they got away?" he asked menacingly while drumming his fingers on the bench he was sat at, he was in one of the officers apartments listening to a flunky of a junior officer babble on about how 2 DOZEN men had deserted and join the enemy forces "It isnt my fault comrade commissar! my men are demoralized and are losing friends and loved ones everyday! the united nations have tanks helicopters artillery APC's mines and me?.... what do i have? i have..." "A sacred duty to protect!" roared Kruschev "im going to have to report this ... he threw a small pistol towards the man and left the room saying behind his shoulder "maybe you would prefer to avoid the red tape?" there was a single shot from the room Kruschev had left...

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Sergei Kazama heard a Humvee not far away, then focused his concetration back to what he was doing. Sergei Kazama then went to inspect, and saw that in the moment where he had been distracted a split second by the Humvee, he had fired the gun while pointing it in a direction which made the bullet pass harmlessly five centimetres over the dummy's right shoulder. Sergei Kazama then muttered something in Russian under his breath, "проклятие!".

Derrick turned the radio down. "Well, I didn't want to tell you this, but..." he sighed and gripped the wheel more firm. "We're being shipped out tomorrow, Moscow, to take out Vliadmar and Pulitn, their prime minister and president. We take them out, this war'll be over so fast, the Russians wont know what happened to them. 'Course, there'll be guards, and other 'snipers' watchin' over the two while they give their speech. We can take 'em, eh?" he asked, grinning evilly.

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'Damn. Tomorrow?' Wolf replied quietly. 'At least we can end this war quickly. It's just...Why do we have to leave so quickly?' He looked up at the sky. 'It doesn't matter, I'm here to end this war and I'll do whatever it takes.'

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"Yeah man, I wasn't ready either. Hell, I was told yesterday, figured I'd tell you today. Get packed up, we're goin' sky divin', eh?" he said, laughing and turning the radio on. "Get some food or somethin', because we're gonna be there awhile," he added, driving down the gravel road towards base.

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Chayce stood in the Dining area, looking around. Of course there were people there. Of course she knew them, but she was sort of down today; not in the mood to socialize. It was another one of those days she partially regretted coming to this place she called her temporary home. But then again, she'd recieved a letter from her mother today, which was why she was regretful.

Some more people entered, and Chayce watched as they passed. She'd just gotten done eating, and it wasn't much. She actually wasn't really hungry. Instead, she walked over to the nearest table, and sat. It was right by the entrance. Familiar faces passed her as she sat there, focusing on shooing away the small headache that was adding to the anxiety. Her brown hair fell in waves, to frame her face as she laid her head on her folded arms, as she relaxed there. Relaxed for the first time in what seemed like ages.

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Derrick had a sudden, evil idea; he swerved off to the ditch on Wolf's side, sending him careening towards the door, only to be jerked back by the seatbelt. He cackled as he brought it back to the road, finally arriving at the base camp. He stopped outside, unloading his L96, ghillie suit, and all his other gear. He brought it back to fifth platoon's quarters, putting it next to his bunk bed he shared with Wolf. "Lets go get somethin' to eat, yah?" he asked, walking back outside and into the dining area.

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