3 responses to “Songbirds Wearing Military Uniforms”
JKM
It’s about time someone gives respect to the birds that serve nations.
I tell you one time, things got real bad, several RPG attacks got me split from my element, and somehow among the chaos, and pushing forward on some enemy that was taking pop shots at me, I got myself trapped deep in an enemy held village, with my element tied up in their own little battle.
I went for comms to find out, my FLC by some ungodly magic was ripped off from me. Thus leaving me with the 3/4 mag I have in my gun, and packs of Rolos in my pocket. Night was falling, and to even worse, discovery of my NVGs grabbing a piece of RPG frag right into the lens.
Needless to say, I was screwed, and it seems like hodge was everywhere, I duck behind a car, as 5 dudes run by, felt good, might make it back, then…. bam, AK to my head-I was out.
I wake up a few moments later, and hodge dragging me on the ground, and I figure I’m dead. I feel around my body, IBA gone, but they didn’t find my whistle. I figure what I got to lose. Blow on the whistle, while being dragged to their camp. I get one good blow, and hodge, is coming down with another AK buttstock to the face. Then out of nowhere, this fucking red robin comes in, does this bomb-like dive with a modded Mk19 round or something, bright lights, next thing I know, this red robin is flying back to me element. I’m safe, I’m alive.
I go to thank this robin, but, he just winks, and says I got some business to deal with.
Look I don’t know what he did, but I know, that morning, I was searching some 25 dead hodgie, none of which was killed with anything my element had. That damn bird went ape-shit on them, and I never got to say thanks. I do know he still flies around mercin’ fuckers, always there for the aid, waiting for someone to blow that whistle.
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3 responses to “Songbirds Wearing Military Uniforms”
It’s about time someone gives respect to the birds that serve nations.
I tell you one time, things got real bad, several RPG attacks got me split from my element, and somehow among the chaos, and pushing forward on some enemy that was taking pop shots at me, I got myself trapped deep in an enemy held village, with my element tied up in their own little battle.
I went for comms to find out, my FLC by some ungodly magic was ripped off from me. Thus leaving me with the 3/4 mag I have in my gun, and packs of Rolos in my pocket. Night was falling, and to even worse, discovery of my NVGs grabbing a piece of RPG frag right into the lens.
Needless to say, I was screwed, and it seems like hodge was everywhere, I duck behind a car, as 5 dudes run by, felt good, might make it back, then…. bam, AK to my head-I was out.
I wake up a few moments later, and hodge dragging me on the ground, and I figure I’m dead. I feel around my body, IBA gone, but they didn’t find my whistle. I figure what I got to lose. Blow on the whistle, while being dragged to their camp. I get one good blow, and hodge, is coming down with another AK buttstock to the face. Then out of nowhere, this fucking red robin comes in, does this bomb-like dive with a modded Mk19 round or something, bright lights, next thing I know, this red robin is flying back to me element. I’m safe, I’m alive.
I go to thank this robin, but, he just winks, and says I got some business to deal with.
Look I don’t know what he did, but I know, that morning, I was searching some 25 dead hodgie, none of which was killed with anything my element had. That damn bird went ape-shit on them, and I never got to say thanks. I do know he still flies around mercin’ fuckers, always there for the aid, waiting for someone to blow that whistle.
hahahah that’s epic JKM
Those look great!