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Yes lol I never got it to get over 40 thouhg lol 35 is fast enough lol.and yay karens dream is coming trueoh that wouldn't be good!
about time my letterman jacket came in!
"Alright team, the rebels are out of the base. Now we need to get outside and into the trenches. The rebels are making a push." the Commander said. "We? Your coming, sir?" Rob asked. "Affirmative. I'll meet up with you at the way point. Out." the line clicked off. "Alright, you heard the man. Let's move!" the Sarge called out, and they obediently followed the command." They got to the way point to see the Commander already suited up. "How the hell did you beat us here?" Sarge asked incredulously. "Follow me." The Commander said simply. They went through several doors that only the Commander could open till they got to a dead end. A long, long hallway stretched far off to the right. A long, slim window that white light shone in through was the same length as the hallway, just about eye level so you could fire out of it. And that's just what all the other soldiers were planning on doing. The Commander got them to their assigned fire zone with some difficulty. The hallway was crowded with people carrying ammo and noisy from even more people yelling orders. Ben took up his position and scanned for any life signs. He couldn't see any, but he kept his guard up. They waited for a long time, when suddenly something exploded out of the snow. A few newbies to combat, including Ben and Rob, flinched away from the windows. But the more experienced ones held their ground. More explosions came out of the snow but the commanders ordered their crews to hold fire. "Some kinds of tunneling stealth vehicle." Rob whispered to Ben. "Probably a transport." Ben whispered back. The vehicles were beetle like and had two drills and two claws in front for digging. The backs of them fell out and rebels ran out, with some difficulty in the snow, toward the bunker. Fire broke out and several whooshes of rocket launchers were heard and some of the the transports were enveloped in flame. But rebels kept pouring out of all the rest and automated turrets sprouted from the transports head. Ben unclipped an EMP grenade and hurled it. It landed next to a vehicle and detonated, shutting down the turret in sparks. Ben smiled in victory and resumed fire with his rifle. Something was wrong with the rebels though. A few had pistols, but most carried no weapons at all. Why are they so underarmed? Ben wondered. He snapped back to brutal reality, though. When a rebel got to close. Ben saw a red package on his chest and understood. These men and women weren't soldiers, they were kamikaze's. Ben unloaded but not before the rebel pressed a button. Ben flew backward and hit the opposite wall, he was dazed and nearly blacked out. He saw helmets. The soldiers were yelling at him but all he could hear was a loud ringing he shook his head and tried to tell them he couldn't hear them but he couldn't hear himself talk. The soldiers kept trying to talk to them. "--hear me? Can you hear me?" He suddenly heard one of them say, the medic probably. He was saying it slowly and loudly. Suddenly, all the noise came back. The gunfire, screams, the barking officers. Ben gulped and nodded. "Okay. Get back to your zone." Ben nodded again and obliged.