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Phd
Cutts secured the package in a lockbox beneath his seat, he returned to the town as the evac trucks began to roll in. He took his fallen comrades grunt gun and dogtags, he shouldered the guna and pocketed the tags.
Cutts directed his troops to aid the evacuation, he instructed Handersons men to do so as well, he picked up Handersons unconscious body and fireman carried him to the back of his squads armadillo, accompanied by Bronmunson the medic.
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Henderson woke up, in an Armadillo, looking at some severe cuts on his left leg, all sewed up, nice and pretty. He looked around, and saw some junkers, along with Cutts medic. "Nice job patching me up Bronmunson," while the other just gave a nod in reply.
'Two KIA,' wondering how Davis's and McGregor's family's will take it, already thinking of what he was going to write to them. He sighed, also thinking of all the paperwork he was going to have to do when he gets back.
When life gives you lemons, you the eat the lemons raw, barf on life and then proceed to smack it around like the cruel idiot it is
All baked goods entering these premises will immediately be poisoned. Survivors will be eaten.
"I think that everyone has one. A little piece of their heart that makes them interesting. A little button that says: 'Do not push.'"
-Rock, Paper, Cynic
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Raymon sat as the Armadillo rocked over the terrain. He held up the dogtags from his fallen comrade... "Wonder how it feels... the last moments of consciousness... being ripped apart by that soulless hoarde of demons... can't feel good, never good... but I know he was only looking out for fellow soldiers"
The commscreen blinked to life, a picture of REBIRTH's south gate flashed and the speaker crackled "ETA, 10minutes... welcome back to REBIRTH soldiers, trust you had an eventful mission... all casualties must be reported to REBIRTH garrison overseers, equipment will be tur..."
A loud explosion echoed through the hull, Cutts hit the floor dragging Henderson down with him, a primitive RPG tore through the opening and out the other side exploding a few seconds later. The a Junker fell out through the opening, Bronmunson was decapitated by a jagged piece of steel "CHAZ GET DOWN!" Cutts screamed, Chaz ducked as bullets ricocheted of the inside.
The Armadillo coasted to a stop under heavy fire, Cutts grabbed his Breznev and took cover behind a crate in the back, he aimed out one of the big tears in the hull and fired "Raider attack, those who can, get a guna and fight!"
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Verbs
The blazing hole in the Armadillo allowed Henderson a momentary view of the battle outside, before Cutts dragged him away from it. He grabbed his AAR, and crawled over next to the hole. He peeked out and almost got shot in the eye.
'Damn raiders, I may be disabled, but I can still take you all down,' he thought, before shooting a raider in the stomach.
"Take that you disgusting maggots!" He yelled out of the hole, before creating a hole where a raider's heart should be.
When life gives you lemons, you the eat the lemons raw, barf on life and then proceed to smack it around like the cruel idiot it is
All baked goods entering these premises will immediately be poisoned. Survivors will be eaten.
"I think that everyone has one. A little piece of their heart that makes them interesting. A little button that says: 'Do not push.'"
-Rock, Paper, Cynic
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Phd
Cutts fired the Breznev at a group of raiders, a huge explosion ripped them apart. Cutts fell down with shock, he looked at the clip in his gun, normal. He peeked outside, a crusader tank rumbled over the crest of a near hill, guns blazing. Cutts fell back against the wall and breathed a sigh of relief, the comforting chatter of the tanks artillery and rumble of it's main gun saved his spirits.
Cutts looked around, blood spatters and slumped forms. Chaz failed to get down in time, Cutts found him with only half of his head. He collected his dogtags and recovered a bloody set from Bronmunson. Heckbrune, the mechanic was driving, she was most likely the first target. Raymon Cutts, lost his entire squad, he sat back down with his head in his hands. The sounds of gunfire, while still there, began to get less constant and more distant.
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Verbs
The Crusader's comforting rumble relaxed as he began to easily take down more raiders, but his AAR soon ran out of ammo so he threw it away and pulled out his SF. He turned around to say something to Cutts, but saw him with his hands on his head. Turning serious toward his friend he directed Julie to knock some sense into him, while he and Davis covered them.
Julie nodded at her captain's order, came toward Cutts, and proceeded to punch him right in the face.
"Sir, I have direct orders under my captain to knock some sense into you, and I will proceed to do that," turning her hand into a fist again. "Now will you stop griping about your squad mates, you can do that after this op is over. Sir."
When life gives you lemons, you the eat the lemons raw, barf on life and then proceed to smack it around like the cruel idiot it is
All baked goods entering these premises will immediately be poisoned. Survivors will be eaten.
"I think that everyone has one. A little piece of their heart that makes them interesting. A little button that says: 'Do not push.'"
-Rock, Paper, Cynic
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