Narrator
>2066
>Stationed on Mars to quell a rebellion
>Become side door gunner for atmospheric dropship
>No miniguns or gatling cannons, just some metal brick with a pipe on one end.
>Get sent in to extract some wounded.
>Reach the evac zone and come under attack.
>Hoard of rebels charging in with their new plasma guns and compact rocket launchers.
>Let loose a stream of bullets.
>The sounds of the rebel’s screams are nearly drowned out by the heavy “Kachunk chunk chunk chunk” of the machinegun.
>The wounded are loaded up and returned to base.
>Inspect MG afterwards.
>Thing was made in 1942.
>Tunisia, Italy, and Germany are scratched onto the gun.
>Scratch “Olympus Mons” on with a knife.
Ok
Well, if you gotta copy might as well copy from the best.
Allison should have gone home to EARTH for some backup, these fools would get crushed by a regular regiment of Main Battle Tanks and some IFVs.
She’s busy smoking and aura farming while all these people are getting chainsawed to death. Can she please start doing stuff soon
You know who you were, Nukoku. Take what you will from that, and decide who you will be.
oh god nukoku has her headphones in oh fuck she’s standing right in the open feeding her tomagotchi
And thus the suffering continues
Only time will tell if our protagonists luck will hold
I’m legit going to laugh if the Technique of Relief ends and nothing but a corpse falls out, and it turns out everyone has been out here bashing each other’s brains out over a threat/promise that’s long since ended
A narrator? In MY ksbd?
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>2066
>Stationed on Mars to quell a rebellion
>Become side door gunner for atmospheric dropship
>No miniguns or gatling cannons, just some metal brick with a pipe on one end.
>Get sent in to extract some wounded.
>Reach the evac zone and come under attack.
>Hoard of rebels charging in with their new plasma guns and compact rocket launchers.
>Let loose a stream of bullets.
>The sounds of the rebel’s screams are nearly drowned out by the heavy “Kachunk chunk chunk chunk” of the machinegun.
>The wounded are loaded up and returned to base.
>Inspect MG afterwards.
>Thing was made in 1942.
>Tunisia, Italy, and Germany are scratched onto the gun.
>Scratch “Olympus Mons” on with a knife.
Ok
Well, if you gotta copy might as well copy from the best.
Allison should have gone home to EARTH for some backup, these fools would get crushed by a regular regiment of Main Battle Tanks and some IFVs.
She’s busy smoking and aura farming while all these people are getting chainsawed to death. Can she please start doing stuff soon
You know who you were, Nukoku. Take what you will from that, and decide who you will be.
oh god nukoku has her headphones in oh fuck she’s standing right in the open feeding her tomagotchi
And thus the suffering continues
Only time will tell if our protagonists luck will hold
I’m legit going to laugh if the Technique of Relief ends and nothing but a corpse falls out, and it turns out everyone has been out here bashing each other’s brains out over a threat/promise that’s long since ended
A narrator? In MY ksbd?