Is it possible for him to volente- Scratch it, yeah it is.
I wake up in my spot at the bunker. As well as it is, I look at my gun. I just painted it with red-white-blue colors. I spot a private, and peer at him.
"Hey, you got any... candy perhaps?" I begin to polish my M8-2.
The private peers into space, "I ate it."
"Sure boy," I said. He looks 18, most likely fresh meat. I like to have a compaini-
A chinese man comes into the bunker, and I pull up my M9 and shoot him. But I am too late, the man slits the poor privates throat, and I see the horror in his eyes as he drops to the ground. I check his pulse, and I slump down. I grab my M8-2, my M9 and my Kevlar vest with my equipment.
"stuff," I sneer. I run outside, and I see a set of men, and a Russian looking kid with a bullet wound. I see another man trying to fix up a trench that was breached by artillery fire. "You need help with that?" I run across to him.
