Idf Stories

A percentage of me has to hell been consigned by the ever raging zionists' war machine. To each livid soldier, a mandate is assigned to uproot terror where multitudes are confined. Torrents of explosives have swept my landscapes clean. Churches, mosques, schools have all to mighty vengeance bowed. Stricken mothers wail uncontrollably aloud. Itinerancy pervades my horror stricken crowd, whilst my kids toy with explosives, carnage and ruin. Survivors will take shelter from snipers shooting death balls and lead from peevish and portable guns. Horror unprecedented the people outruns. I have metamorphosed to nothing but a morgue. Lice and bugs have infested hoodies lined with borg. Disease and maimed limbs have no remedies in sight. Let not the world be unmoved by my sorry plight. Why must I this price pay for a thousand or more killed? My morgues are beyond their capacity filled. The deaths of innocents are nothing but unjust. My once-populated streets have been turned into dust.

An Israeli soldier's tale

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The Paragliders like ravenous vultures flew to southern Israel to predate on soft targets. Like swarms of bees, they snuck, raped, maimed, shot, burnt and slew. Terror did every man's fragile conscience becloud. Hate made their embittered hearts to mercy forget. Abductions followed, having to terror avowed. Then came the IDF's genocidal intent, having intended global laws to circumvent; Children, women, all consumed by mighty vengeance. A disproportionate response beyond balance. Homes, hospitals, Mosques, Churches and schools are levelled, as Gaza is by torrents of bombs bedeviled. I do not with a livid Israel sympathize, nor do I with a besieged Gaza empathize. With humanity I have my affinity, for my deep love for it, tends to infinity.

Ah yes! The player, it's arrived! Stan tells Fraud, who warns Alice, who didn't even have to tell James because he heard the word and told TLH. "Guard maze 3 as hard as possible. If they reach it, be careful. Do not get hurt."

In a war-torn region, twelve-year-old Noor navigates the daily struggles of survival while caring for her three younger sisters after the loss of their mother. With resilience and determination, Noor documents their harsh reality, hoping to shed light on their plight and inspire change. Disclaimer: NOT A ROMANCE ∘₊✧──────✧₊∘ Highest ranking: #1 in Palestine #1 in Alleyesonpalestine #1 in Alleyesonrafah #1 in Ethniccleansing #1 in Fuckisrael #1 in Zionism

My eldest son is 18 and about to embark on three years in the Israeli army. I fear for him and our country.

This is a list of Military Arsenal that used by the Joint Task Force during the events of GATE: Thus the JTF Fought Here (the prequel series) and GATE: Thus the Alliance Liberates the Avatar World, this might be help to step away from the confusion with some few execptions. This will be differed from the main GATE canon series.

College. All Sapir Cahana had been looking forward to since the day she had been honorably discharged from the IDF and sent to live with her grandparents in Middle-of-Nowhere, Massachusetts. She's tired of hiding behind the self imposed wall of indifference she put up to save herself from anxiety and self doubt that doesn't seem to really work- not even a little. Alex Knowles had never left the States- heck, never even been further west than Boston. His lifestyle was a comforting- if not boring- back and forth of school and helping his dad at their family store. Until the new hire makes her entrance. Then he's not too comfortable at all.

𝑭𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒑𝒆𝒓𝒔𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒗𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒎𝒆𝒏, 𝒘𝒉𝒐 𝒔𝒂𝒘 𝒊𝒕 𝒉𝒂𝒑𝒑𝒆𝒏...

Everything feels like a cycle. Wake up, cry, wonder why we can't escape, kill people out of anger for our own deaths, eat, sleep, repeat. It drives us mad. We're angry, we're vicious, we're violent. Why can't we just have something nice? We will find the exit, it just requires a lack of sanity and a shit ton of betrayal. Or Identity plays with his new dolls.

The story takes a fledgling Israeli themed tankery school, the Khofesh Tank Academy that was established on May 14th, 1963 on a journey as they claw their way into becoming a school with a notable Sensha-do team, having only established their modern school ship design by 1980, they are late to the race, entering the fray after Ooarai Girls Academy's victory against the Jatkosota High School, the green but fiery girls of the Khofesh Academy must face the long established giants of the Sensha-do scene head on, will they find a place amongst the giants? or die trying? ! DISCLAIMER: HEAVILY INSPIRED AND BASED ON BY DatCzechItalian's ENTRY ON AMINOAPPS !