User:Michaeltamayo96
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| + | Few years ago, I lost 30,000 men in the blink of an eye, and the world | ||
| + | just fuckin' watched. Tomorrow there will be no shortage of volunteers. | ||
| + | No shortage of patriots. I know you understand | ||
| + | The more things change, the more they stay the same. Boundaries shift, new players step in, but power always finds a place to rest its head. We fought and bled along side the Russians. We shoulda' known they'd hate us for it. History is written by the victor, and here I a thinking we won. But you bring down one enemy and they find someone even worse to replace him. Locations change, the rationale, the objective. Yesterday's enemies are today's recruits. Train them to fight alongside you, and pray they don't eventually decide to *hate* you for it, too. | ||
| + | We are the most powerful military force in the history of man. *Every* fight is our fight. Because what happens over here matters over there. We don't get to "sit one out". Learning to use the tools of modern warfare is the difference between the prospering of your people, and utter destruction. We can't give you freedom, but we *can* give you the know-how on how to acquire it. And *that*, my friends, is worth more than a whole army base of steel. Sure, it matters who's got the biggest stick, but it matters a helluva lot more who's swinging it. This is a time for heroes. A time for legends. History is written by the victors. Let's get to work. | ||
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| + | This man Makarov is fighting his own war and he has no rules, no boundaries. He doesn't flinch at torture, human trafficking or genocide. He's not loyal to a country or a flag or any set of ideals. He trades blood for money. He's your new best friend. | ||
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| + | You know what they say about revenge, you'd better be ready to dig two graves. Go ahead, end it. It won't change anything. Hmph, I knew you couldn't do it. You're a good warrior, but you could never take that extra step to do what was absolutely necessary. | ||
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Revision as of 13:08, 28 May 2016
Few years ago, I lost 30,000 men in the blink of an eye, and the world
just fuckin' watched. Tomorrow there will be no shortage of volunteers.
No shortage of patriots. I know you understand
The more things change, the more they stay the same. Boundaries shift, new players step in, but power always finds a place to rest its head. We fought and bled along side the Russians. We shoulda' known they'd hate us for it. History is written by the victor, and here I a thinking we won. But you bring down one enemy and they find someone even worse to replace him. Locations change, the rationale, the objective. Yesterday's enemies are today's recruits. Train them to fight alongside you, and pray they don't eventually decide to *hate* you for it, too.
We are the most powerful military force in the history of man. *Every* fight is our fight. Because what happens over here matters over there. We don't get to "sit one out". Learning to use the tools of modern warfare is the difference between the prospering of your people, and utter destruction. We can't give you freedom, but we *can* give you the know-how on how to acquire it. And *that*, my friends, is worth more than a whole army base of steel. Sure, it matters who's got the biggest stick, but it matters a helluva lot more who's swinging it. This is a time for heroes. A time for legends. History is written by the victors. Let's get to work.
This man Makarov is fighting his own war and he has no rules, no boundaries. He doesn't flinch at torture, human trafficking or genocide. He's not loyal to a country or a flag or any set of ideals. He trades blood for money. He's your new best friend.
You know what they say about revenge, you'd better be ready to dig two graves. Go ahead, end it. It won't change anything. Hmph, I knew you couldn't do it. You're a good warrior, but you could never take that extra step to do what was absolutely necessary.
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| Health | 10 | Equipment:
Colt Phyton |
| MP | 2 | |
| Level | Dying | |
