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Boot Swat 3 the fuck out?

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Author Topic: When in Jerusalem // Israeli Conflict  (Read 12569 times)

She's the medic why are you doing stuff? I'm not letting you be a medic, I'm much more experienced with medical roleplay. Seriously, you're already on thin ice.
Wtf.

Why can't I be a medic? :c

She's the medic why are you doing stuff? I'm not letting you be a medic, I'm much more experienced with medical roleplay. Seriously, you're already on thin ice.

Nitpicking and being really loving immature by saying you're the only medic.
Great job!

Wtf.

Why can't I be a medic? :c
Because he hates you.

I'm been doing my part to clear out the area when an explosion suddenly catches my attention. I turn my head in time to watch in horror as an AH-6 in my flight goes down in flames.

"This is Gunfighter 1-3, I've been hit!" The pilot called out in distress. His signal was already breaking up. I call out to him for confirmation. "Three, I understand you're hit?" Sweat begins to form at my temples as I strain my ears for his response. Nothing but static. "Three is down. Gunfighter flight, continue to provide close air support." "Two, copy." "Four, copy."

I ascend a few hundred feet to increase the survivability margin. I flip a FLIR monocular over my visor and begin scanning the area for enemy movement where I last saw ground command. I spot a light transport vehicle mounted with a machine gun surrounded by a group of enemy infantry firing on a friendly position. I mark the vehicle with a sensor point of interest and make preparations for an attack.

"Gunfighter 1-1, engaging enemy ground forces with AGM-114 Hellfire."

I depress the weapons release button. "Missile away." I watch both the target and the splash countdown timer. "Splash." The vehicle explodes, and the group of enemies surrounding it are killed upon impact. "Target destroyed."
« Last Edit: November 24, 2012, 09:19:02 AM by NoZoner »

I run after Tamar, covering her as she makes her way to the downed Blackhawk.  I pull my headset's mic down again, and speak into it, "We have a downed blackhawk, two confirmed survivors.  We're going to need a medivac."
Why can't I be a medic? :c
Do you even have any experience in the medical field?
« Last Edit: November 24, 2012, 12:37:09 AM by blazerblock2 »

Name: Richard Ryan
Rank: Sergeant
Age: 31
Combat Role: Combat Medic
Height: 5'8
Weight: 179
Eye Color: Brown
Hair Color: Brown
Other: Has a shaved beard, American
Picture:


ok it didnt loving happen
« Last Edit: November 24, 2012, 10:19:57 AM by LOL :D »

Suddenly, the man Brick shoved snuck up behind him who was firing at 156 Cren St., and pushed Brick. Brick fell out the window, falling two stories.
When he landed, he shouted "Wounded!" as he fell unconscious.
What are you talking about did you even read at all what the forget

Suddenly, the man Brick shoved snuck up behind him who was firing at 156 Cren St., and pushed Brick. Brick fell out the window, falling two stories.
When he landed, he shouted "Wounded!" as he fell unconscious.
What the forget?

"We need some forgetin' birds out here!"

Do you even have any experience in the medical field?

Don't talk about "experience" unless you've been an actual loving soldier in the military and have real life experience, all the "experience" you have is from games, movies, and looking stuff up.

Don't talk about "experience" unless you've been an actual loving soldier in the military and have real life experience, all the "experience" you have is from games, movies, and looking stuff up.
I'm talking about roleplay dipstuff.

I watch while I am helping Tamara to the distance, multiple AH-6 Littlebirds come into the horizon, "Those forgeters listened." I finish working on Raymond, and I tap Tamara, "Give them some more painkillers if they wake, I will cover you." I shoot at anything moving, using a burning humvee as cover in the forgeted up barren waste land, a thought goes into my head,

Why the forget do the Middle East forgeters keep causing all of these wars?

"I'm just a bit dazed...I don't need any more pain killers" I say while feeling for the buckle to release my harness.

I watch while I am helping Tamara to the distance, multiple AH-6 Littlebirds come into the horizon, "Those forgeters listened." I finish working on Raymond, and I tap Tamara, "Give them some more painkillers if they wake, I will cover you." I shoot at anything moving, using a burning humvee as cover in the forgeted up barren waste land, a thought goes into my head,

Why the forget do the Middle East forgeters keep causing all of these wars?

youre not a medic

youre not a medic
Why does it hurt for me to become a medic, Watcher. I honestly don't know why...

Being a medic is fun, did I forget that up yet? No.