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Strom
Strom sat calmly in the barracks, watching his company spar
in the early morning heat. He noticed
that they were being sloppy with thei..
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The doors flew off their hinges and hurtled across the room. The wall they struck cracked. “So,” Strom said calmly, “Care to explain..
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“Yo! Dipshits,
focus!!” Strom bellowed over the
din. Everyone quieted and looked to
their CO, “We gots us some mayhem.” A
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Feet pounding the stone, a soldier staggered under his heavy
pack, “Wait!!” The convoy was already
moving into the desert. Blazhe’..
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Ifri dodged and weaved as Ström and her
circled the sparring ring. She dove in
and rammed an elbow into his gut. He
stumbled back, but dropped..
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Ström walked into
his quarters and plopped down on his mat on the floor. A mass of white fur heaved itself to its'
feet and plodded to him, sni..
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Bang, bang, bang.
"Sheeeeeeiiiiiiiiiitttttt! That’s three rounds to the outer
shelling," Miller cried out. Diz
was well aware of the shells c..
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Diz and
Miller scrambled from rock to rock, cover to cover taking out as many Ziege as
possible between them. The usually
barren landscape was now ..
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Ström and
Ifri looked down at the battlefield.
Smoke was rising, even at their altitude, in massive columns over
blackened husks of war machin..
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Ifri and
Ström moved through the battle field, finishing off the remaining Ziege that
the company had left behind. The mopping
up operation to..
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