GATE: Into The Warrens

by Retardkaze

Falmart, a strange world where the likes of Ancient Romans ride dragons. But, if seeing is believing, then being held at the mercy of a goddess for her amusement probably takes it abit further. Deep down below, swallowed by a great earthquake, a small but modern fighting force struggles to survive in Hardy's realm. Out of nine trapped U.N. Coalition peacekeepers, only one may rise.

I am Damian Lenski. Poland best country in the world. Patriot yes.

The GATE open. Now we are here. I plant C4 on the ceiling, reciting its RE factor somewhere in the back of my head, a mind swirling, lost in the iridescence of an oil slick. fUCking lizard prance across the living room. KING LIZARD.

Russia man enters. Fucking Hell. Monkey King KILLER MODE. I kill the COMMIE FUCKER. But people who are kill do not die. We cuck Itami together and be friend. He likes the M1 Abrahams!

We are joined by ranger, but he is depressing and kill himself before I could share knife. BUT KNAIF is for AIYFTER GUNFAAIGHT, YEYS?

And there was gunfight. BIIG GUNFIGHT. We entering CAPITALS and find out the emeperor is a beeg stinkin communeest. Half-putin, half-stalingrad and vodka bottle up his dickhole. I rush and bust out my Polish AR-15 KUNG FOO, BEST IN WORLD. I shoot him in the face. BUT NO, what, an AK47? RUSSIAN BACKSTABBING FUCK.

I looked down and saw blood. Amidst the chaos and adrenaline, I didn't know I'd been hit. Slowly, my strength faded, and I felt my grip tighten in response as the rifle felt heavier and heavier. Edgy shit, stupid shit, die.

BUT BEFORE THE FINAL BLOW WAS STRUCK, I TORE OPEN A PORTAL MY KNIFE. GUNFAIGHT IS OVER, BITCH. NOW I RETURN TO THE PAST, AND UNDO THE MISTAKE THAT IS

buying the leopard 2.

POLAND. BEST COUNTRY. (THOUGH, GERMANY IS BETTER.)

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Do you see my fucking point here?