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Name: Paul
Status: burned
Location: Hunton
Equipment: 9mm Pistol
I felt like stuff waking up. What was in that drink that made me go crazy like that? My internal bleeding seemed to have stopped, and my bruises are beginning to go away. I am still slightly burned, but not badly. I grab my pistol, and I climb down the stairs. I got in the Defense line, and I enlisted.
Name: Paul
Age: 26
Race: White
Location of Birth: The Citadel
Health: Good, fit
Experience in the Defense of Hunton: None.
The clerk looked at me suspiciously, and went back and placed my file into the cabinet. She came back, and said, "Go around to the back of the building. You will meet with your team, and you will find out what you do." I abruptly left, and circled around the building. Jake was there, and he looked up, and said, "Look who is back from the dead! Come here, let's discuss what we are going to do." I looked at the map on display, where marks were made. The captain blurted out, "Okay, men. We will be the Heli-Fire squad. We will get into those assault choppers, and blast the forget out of that airfield. You!" He pointed at me. "You are a rookie. Just sit in the helicopter and shoot at the enemy." He picked up an SMG, and asked me if I knew how to use one. I nodded, and he wailed it at me. I caught it. "Take some magazines from that box, we leave tomorrow." the captain said.
EDIT: Anyone else who want's to be in the Heli-Fire, get to the Defense Department in Hunton.
