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Do you ever want to feel complete and total fear? This is the game for you.
Let's settle down for a little storytime. I won't take up much of your time, but I promise this is well worth it.

I was leading a full squad of US forces in an attack against a large group of Insurgents.
We had captured and fortified a small town, and were enduring a constant heavy firefight across a large valley.
We had four mortar positions set up to barrage their mountain ridge, a sniper team on our east side, and two heavy machine guns set up to suppress our infantry push.
As the squad leader, I had been coordinating with three other infantry squads, as our final capture point was just past the insurgent’s ridge, and we needed the fire superiority from that elevated position to capture it.
We sent four volleys of mortar fire on that ridgeline, absolutely obliterating as much of that godforsaken mountainside as we could. I called for my fellow nearby squads to start a three-point push, one directly up the mountain, one off of the left flank, and one off the right.
I had been speaking with the Commander over the radio in the background to communicate our advances and coordinate an armored assault on the final point.
I was watching from the ridgeline, giving mortar calls to my mortar team as our infantry squads pushed that mountain in all their valor.
“What’s that?” a shadow, black and menacing, comes flying directly over the mountain, west to east, looming like Hades in God of War.
I stand still, mouth agape, watching and knowing what’s about to happen.
Over the Commander’s chat, I hear “All squads be advised, Incoming bombing run on O11, Incoming bombing run on O11.”
Oh God, Oh ♥♥♥♥, what have I done? I scramble on my squads’ communications, begging them to fall back, praying I can save some lives before utter carnage unfolds right before me.
I radio to my nine personally assigned squad members. I know it’s too late. I ♥♥♥♥♥♥ up.
“It’s been a good run boys, godspeed and good luck.”
That mountainside is obliterated, hundreds of tons of Man-made carnage tearing apart wildlife, human, and rock formation alike. Nothing gets in the way of American freedom.
It was that day I realized, THIS GAME IS INCREDIBLE.
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Fent Folder Jawn 17 Feb @ 2:59pm 
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Kalanim 1 Jan @ 11:50am 
Squad goals!
💜Zaghma🕹 28 Dec, 2024 @ 10:38am 
+rep good job, my friend
Nuadara 18 Dec, 2024 @ 8:09am 
great friend
Fent Folder Jawn 7 Dec, 2024 @ 12:12am 
Our Rizzler, who art in Ohio,
hallowed be thy Aura;
thy gooncave come;
thy will be done;
in Costco as it is in Ohio.
Give us this day our daily gyatt.
And forgive us our edges,
as we forgive those who edge against us.
And lead us not into gooning;
but deliver us from the diddy one.
For thine is the goongave,
the aura and the rizz,
for ever and ever. On Skib.
Faura 5 Dec, 2024 @ 10:37am 
Deagle ace machine💥