stigmaticman
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Bill looked at Jason who was upchucking over the side of the ship. Them and their team of fellow soldiers were aproaching the main shoreline, each man clutching his rifle, worried about what awaits on the beach-front.
"Jason," said Bill grabbing him by the shirt, "pull yourself together. We've got to move fast once we hit the beach. I repeat, run like Hell."
The boat hits shore and their team runs for cover, assesing the situation. There are gun bunkers at the treeline with trenches between us
carry on
"Jason," said Bill grabbing him by the shirt, "pull yourself together. We've got to move fast once we hit the beach. I repeat, run like Hell."
The boat hits shore and their team runs for cover, assesing the situation. There are gun bunkers at the treeline with trenches between us
carry on
