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Boot Swat 3 the fuck out?

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Author Topic: When in Jerusalem // Israeli Conflict  (Read 12422 times)

Am I the only one noticing NoZoner starting as a Warrant Officer when he's suppose to start between Private and Sergeant?

Am I the only one noticing NoZoner starting as a Warrant Officer when he's suppose to start between Private and Sergeant?
We're both Warrant officers because we're both pilots...........

We're both Warrant officers because we're both pilots...........

Pffft, m'kay.

Tamara runs to one of the burning Humvees, pulling out the bodies. "I need forgetin' help over here, someone cover me!"

I run over to Tamara and help her with the Humvee.
"stuffstuffstuff."

"Just loving cover me, for forget's sake! God damn, only one of 'ems still kicking!"

I rise from my cover, quickly taking the man on the rooftop down with a three-round burst.  He quickly scans the area, covering for Tamara.

I jerk the stick around trying to keep it in the air, "stuff..." I grunt, "1-3 going down..." I pause, "1-3 going down." I spin over the tops of the heads of the infantry.

"Sarge, get over here!" Tamara screams over the gunfire as she fires her M4 at a running hostile.

I run over to the other medic, "stuff!" I cover her "1-3 is down!" I turn to Brian, "Send a man with me!"

"Not you, dumbass!" She sprays at a building where an enemy MG suppresses a Humvee.

"Son of a bitch!" I shout, watching as the helicopter flies above my head.  I quickly rush over to Tamara.

"I need you to radio in for some forgetin' birds over here, we got some seriously wounded in this jeep!" She scans the man for wounds, and realizes that he's riddled with burns and shrapnel wounds. "I can't do stuff for him out here, he's forgeted unless we get some forgetin' medical Chinook out here! Oh, stuff!" She drops to one knee from her kneeling position, firing on a man with an RPG on a rooftop. He falls down in a spiral. "We need some more forgetin' air support, we're losing ours!" An RPG slams into one of the MH-6 Little Birds, the Rangers on the side engulfed in flames, their screams the last sound coming from their bodies, as they fall from the helicopter. "Holy loving stuff! We need more loving air support!"

"Jesus Christ it's like our helicopters are flies!"

"No loving stuff, cover me!" She sprays another building. "God damnit, I need some cover!"