Casualty Reports.
"Who am-aw, why now?" Pines asked himself as he heard the firing moving away outside.
"Pine, Katzen', still alive down there?" He heard over the radio from Green-shirt Graves.
"Yeah, but David's got a prob with his head, explain later; what you see out there?!"
"Big f'n fire, that's what." Graves replied.
"They cut us off!" Pine heard next from Roadblock.
"Who're they...who 'm I?" Katzenbogen asked.
"Dammit, i could be watch'n bowling for dollars right now, but noo." Pine said to himself.
"Bowlin'?" Katzenbogen asked.
"Forget it, we're army guys in a fire fight. Need to get to the weapons locker and join in." Pine explained as he opened the back seat, unlocked a compartment under it.
"Wea-you mean these thingies?" Katzenbogen asked, picking up an M72.
"Yeah, that'll do, i guess. Here's the shells." Pine answered, then lifted himself up to stand on the passenger seat.
"Climb out, gotta join the fighting. Yo Joe!"
"Who's he?"
"...That's you, Bazooka Joe; now get out."
"Gone."
While Pine was unloading an MP5, Katzenbogen crawled out and got back to the ground. The two then ran over to the fighting. "Which one i shoot?" He asked.
"The ones that aint green...and hold it over the shoulder!" Pine said.
"Okay." Katzenbogen replied. "I do this before?" He asked.
"You, sort of knew about them." Pine told him.
"And you...Pine?" Kateznebogen asked, remembering the voice he heard earlier.
"Albert." He answered.
"Ok, Al Pine."
The two then saw a C.L.A.W. exploding, and it's owner fall into a V.A.M.P as they reached a M.O.B.A.T.
"Steeler; Isn't that..." Pine asked.
"Sure is, but not as great as it seems."
"Why not?"
"Because we just lost Duke and Snake-Eyes; again." Steeler told them.
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