War. War never changes. I am in a helicopter about to deploy into the dusty town below, a terrorist threat just miles away. They have a bomb and have threatened to plant it. I was called along with the help of 4 others to make sure the other 4 terrorists don't plant the bomb. Wait, 4? I thought there was supposed to be five. I look at my watch. We should have deployed 3 minutes ago. "Whats going on?" I ask, turning to my team, seeing if any of them have an idea of what is happening.
"God damn nooblord wont connect lmao what a scrub." Says ShrekIsEbola in a angry voice, obviously peeved.
"What does that mean?" I ask.
"Gg man wp." He responds. I am about to respond when everything goes black. I open my eyes and find I am back at base. Fuck.