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Fong throws the sticky plasma grenade at the tank but misses over the head of Sheila and sticks behind them as it explodes.
Jonathan: Oh shit!
back to the Reds
Fong: Shit! I threw it too hard!
Hanby: Dammit Evan!
Grif: Wait... Why is it just sitting there? Not shooting at us?
Simmons: Just trying to mess with our heads. Let's get back to the Warthog.
Back to the tank crew
Sheila: This tank is equipped with an auto-fire sequence that can be activated by pressing the auto-fire button.
Caboose: Auto-fire, auto-fire, here, here! No, wait... okay, that's more a switch than a button...
Sheila: (in the background) This will end the tutorial, and should only be activated if proper safety procedures-
Jonathan: Come on man, hurry up!
Back to the Reds
Simmons: Okay, you ready? Let's do this on three. One...
Patterson: Wait. On three? Or three and then go?
Simmons: On three. It's always faster to go on three.
Grif: Okay. On three.
To the tank crew
Caboose: Here! (click)
Sheila: Tutorial deactivated. Auto-fire sequence activated.
Jonathan: Finally
To Reds
Simmons: Ready?
To the tank crew
Sheila: Acquiring target.
To Church
Church: Hey Tucker, you close?... Tucker? (looks behind to see no one) Son of a bitch.
To Reds
Simmons: One...
To tank crew
Sheila: Target acquired. (looks at the warthog)
To the reds except for Simmons, who are now turning in the different direction
Grif: (panting heavily) Oh shit oh shit oh shit oh shit...
Hanby: Running running running.
Patterson: hokay.
Fong: Just keeper going ,keeper going.
To simmons
Simmons: Two...
To the tank crew
Sheila: Target locked.
To Church pantingly running at the warthog
To Simmons
Simmons: Three! (turns around and sees evryone running away) Oh, you back-stabbing cock bites!
To the other Blues
Tucker: (walking atop) Oh hey guys... How'd you get the popcorn?
Cut back to the ground
Sheila: Firing main cannon.
Sheila shoots the warthog, prompting it to explode.
Church: (near the explosion) Son of a bitch!
Simmons: Shit!(Boom) Son of a Bitch! Dammit Fuck!
Sheila: Firing main cannon. (fires)
Jonathan: Wait were shooting the warthog?... Okay. (fires his battle rifle at it.)HooooohoooYessss Blood, Oil, Woooooohooooooooooo!
Pan back to Church now running back to the others
Tucker: Hey dude, the jeep blew up.
Church: No kidding. Thanks for the update, Tucker.
Cunningham: Hey look at that the rookies used the tank... Oh shit the rookies used the tank.
To Simmons running back to the other reds
Simmons: (mocking Grif) Hey, I have a GREAT idea. Let's get out of the jeep and sneak around the back of the rock.
Sheila: Firing main cannon. (fires, hits the rock)
Simmons: Great plan, you idiot!
Fong: Come on lets get back to the base, were gonna need some big guns.
To the Blues
Church: Huh they really did brought our tank, and they scared off the reds.
Cunningham: Shit!
Barrus: Hey Basically what's the matter?
Cunningham: Rookies are not supposed to have tanks.
Church: Hey, rookie! Good job, man! Why didn't you tell us you knew how to drive the tank?
Cunningham: Rookie, I need you to do me a favor get out of the tank now!
Back to the tank crew
Jonathan: What's that? you want us to shoot at the cobalt guy?
Sheila: New target acquired. (spinning turret around to aim at Church)
Caboose: Wha- Oh no... That's not a target. That's Church!
Church: Yeah, that's right, it's me, Church! What's going on, man?
Cunningham then sees the tank targeting at Church
Cunningham: Fuck, everyone get out of here, come on...
Scotty: What why?
Sheila: Firing main cannon.
Caboose: Oh oh…
Tucker: Uh oh...
Cunningham: Oh Shit...
Scotty: Oh fuck...
Barrus: Oh man...
Jonathan: Wait... Should we?... Maybe?
Church: What? ..Oh, son of a bi-
Church is shot and launched into the air. His body hits the rock face and lands back on the ledge.
Tucker: Holy fuck! Church, are you okay? Talk to me! Church!
Cunningham: Shit! Team kill! Team Kill!
Tucker: You guys shot Church, you team-killing fucktards!
Sheila: Auto-fire sequence deactivated.
Church: (dying) Tucker! … C-Cunningham!
Tucker: Church! It's going to be okay, man.
Cunningham: Ah Shit (turns to Barrus)Barrus Call the medic!
Church: No. Ah... I'm na-I'm not gonna make it. You guys... there's something I need to tell you, both of you.
Tucker: What is it?
Church: I just want you to know.. I always hated you guys. I always hated you two the most.
Cunningham: Well, shit. Then I guess the feeling was mutual.
Tucker: Yeah, we know you did. Now hurry up and die, you prick.
Church: Okay. Herk!...Bleah…
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