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Author Topic: Battlefield:Fur Company  (Read 6565 times)

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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #150 on: November 27, 2014, 12:16:41 AM »
Ray called on the radio every so often. "Hello? You guys still kicking?"

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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #151 on: November 27, 2014, 01:15:33 AM »
Ivan's FAL hit Colonel in the jaw but he spat the bullet out and let the blood drain, he continued running

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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #152 on: November 27, 2014, 02:28:42 AM »
/this is night dog we've made contact, requesting support on our pos/ I say into the radio shouldering my rife I pat Naismith on the shoulder, "it's our time to shine"
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #153 on: November 27, 2014, 02:29:17 AM »
"We see you coming, keep on running!" A voice through Ivans radio called out. Up ahead sat four dug in squads with machine guns and tanks ready to fire. They were waiting for him to get out of the fire range. "Back off capitalist pigs!" Ivan shouted in english behind him. "If you value life!"
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #154 on: November 27, 2014, 02:33:30 AM »
I hear one of the Russians shouting in English then a few of them dropping where they stood following his orders "there's an officer over the hill of we move to a better location we can take him out /all infantry we have an enemy officer, consider HVT exterminate at all costs/
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #155 on: November 27, 2014, 03:09:40 AM »
/Alright..erm...tanks up ahead..we need some guys with javelins...the rocket launcher/
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #156 on: November 27, 2014, 09:00:03 PM »
Ivan reached the first dugout, paws already outstreched to pull him inside. Once he was out of the line of fire, the machineguns started up, spraying at the oncoming Americans. The tanks launched shells and morters began to pelt the ground. "I have to speak with Captin Azarov right away." He says to one of the gun men before being led off to the captin.
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #157 on: November 27, 2014, 09:46:16 PM »
Rounds pelt the ground around our position,

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I crouch down looking through the scope adjusting to see the gunners clearly, I take a breath and let it half out before holding the rest in i squeeze the trigger sending the round straight through one of the gunner's head's "check one"
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #158 on: November 28, 2014, 01:10:23 AM »
*Jacob grabs a Javelin and rushes to cover,before saying into his radio*/This is Delta 5-6,need some covering fire...we have heavy losses,i repeat this is Delta 5-6 and we need some covering fire,over/
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #159 on: November 28, 2014, 01:11:17 AM »
Colonel took cover behind a unmanned vehicle. He then formed an idea.

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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #160 on: November 28, 2014, 01:20:52 AM »
/this is night dog, fall back, we're out numbered/ I sigh a bit then say quietly "time to go behind enemy lines"
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #161 on: November 28, 2014, 06:59:19 AM »
Instead Colonel rides past the retreating troops with the drive pedal jammed as he mans thr gunner with one hand and shoots an LMG with another. While he destroys the Russian troops the vehicle plays the "I Love Rock and Roll!" song. Anyone who wasn't in Colonel's way stared with their mouths open or ran for their lives anyway.

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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #162 on: November 28, 2014, 07:04:47 AM »
*He looks at colonel*"I hate this guy....**censor**...ugh"
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #163 on: November 28, 2014, 07:06:18 AM »
I shake my head as I see colonel attempts driving straight into enemy lines "that guy..."
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Re: Battlefield:Fur Company
« Reply #164 on: November 28, 2014, 06:21:54 PM »
Ivan was halfway to the Captins position when he heard a jeep behind him, turning to see the suicidal American drivung up the hill. He let out a growl before pushing aside a machinegunner and taking his spot.He lined up the shot and pressed the trigger, taking out both the front tires on the jeep and taring apart its engine. "Sargent Glinin, I want you to focus your tanks on the retreating American troops. Make sure they run faster." "Yes sir" The Sargent said as Ivan climbed out of the dugout and walked towards colonels wrecked jeep.
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