"The Cold War was at its highest peek, and Nam' didn't Help. I watch my brothers in arms fall beside me, those Vietcong and Commie scum bags did us good. Everything was at its highest peek, until we got orders that an Alliance was Made. Something ha...
After the "Accident" we were back on the road again. I look around in the lead vehicle for any visible threats with Anna doing the same. We haven't talked since our little accident and it was awkward for the entire convoy. The goth girl was sitting in Nate's Vehicle and I hope he gets terrorized by her.
Meanwhile...
"I spy with my little eye something...Traumatized."
Nate can be seen as the goth girl next to him who knows the answer.
"Ooh! Is it Your Boss?"
The goth girl asks as CJ Bangs the floor of the jeep while saying.
"Bingo!"
"Yay, I win! Now time for the next game~"
The goth girl says making both CJ And Nate's faces nervous.
"What is your favorite method to slowly kill someone painfully."
"...wait Really?" -CJ
"...Oh that's it? Hell yeah! I got a Page of that in my journal!" -Nate
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As I continue to drive, I notice something on our right side as I turn to see a distant wyvern.
"Wyvern, Three O'Clock. It's small, we're clear-"
I was Cut off as the Wyvern gets eaten by one bite by the fire dragon as our eyes widened.
"ITS THE DRAGON! CONVERGE!"
He shouts as loud as he can as the Convoy Quickly Scrambles. The Dragon Breaths Fire towards one of the carts, burning the people alive as I get a flash of Marines Being Burned while screaming in pain by Napalm. I quickly Snap Out of it and Grab the Radio in the Back of the Jeep.
"BURNER 5! BURNER 5! TARGET IS IN OUR AO! LOCATION AT KNOCK OFF GRAND CANYON! NEED SOME NAPALM ON THAT BASTARD!"
Back at the Base
Pilots can be Seen Rushing Towards their Aircraft at the newly constructed airbase.
"Let's get some!"
One of the Pilots Yells As they Get in their Aircraft.
"Hey Macmillan! See You When we drop some Hell On Some Fuckers!"
One of the Pilots Yells towards his wingman before both of their Canopies close.
Ground NATO-Warsaw Pact Troops stare at the sky as F4 Phantoms fly over their heads.
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"THIS IS ANOTHER FUCKING DAY IN THE OFFICE!"
I Yell while firing My Rifle out the window of the Jeep. We were buying time for the other vehicles with refugees and the Carts to get away as all Vehicles charged towards the dragon.
