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"Hah, I won't be able to do this again twice. But I think I've done enough now. At least, I've cut those taco bastards' flanks clean off... Are the 82nd Airborne Division following up? If I leave the bridgehead construction and front-line formation to them, we should be fine."
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"Unfortunately, the moment they say they need armored support, we'll be the first ones rushing in. Our tanks that are scattered along the roads will eventually be retrieved by them, so I’m willing to jump in when needed."
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"I know, you bastard. Not even a moment’s rest… Anyway, we’ve done everything we needed to. Pass it down to the drivers below and tell them to get some sleep. They’ve been stuck in those tanks for four days straight."
The world was a mess.
Disney World had been disintegrated down to the atomic level, and thousands of soldiers from South America evaporated without leaving a trace of their existence. Yet in Florida, the sound of gunfire still never ceased.
- "Let's start cleaning up. Leave no one alive."