WW2

[SadDubwool]

"Me too...still no word from our other stations,our food supply is drained and all their is are number stations or dumbass recruits **censor** aroun'"

[Farewell]

"Yep, then they choose the wise ones and drain us... But the food we should be getting the new shipments today, I believe."

[SadDubwool]

"If the IJN hasn't blew them up"


*He walks to a ham and tunes in saying*"Nova Eden Eden Delta Wildfread Omega Riled Delta Omega Nova Fuji Omega Omega Delta Lima Imp Nova Eden Sulfur" (Translation Need Word on Food Lines)

[Farewell]

Zaida slide out. "Finally done, with this damn jeep the rookies screwed up!!!"

[SadDubwool]

*He waits for an awnser*

[Farewell]

Zaida listened but the radio only heard gunshots and screams.

[SadDubwool]

"**censor**' great"

[Rayleonarde]

((If I may?))


Name: Rayleonarde Black


Age: 18


Role: Tanker


Weapon(s): M2 Grease-gun

Vehicle: M4 'Crocodile' Sherman

Alliance: Allies

Backstory: Ray always wanted to sit in one of the big green monsters, and was able to get in one of the most fearsome of the bunch, the M4 'Crocodile' Sherman. Armed with a Fifty-seven millimeter cannon, a M2 machine gun, and, above all else, a flamethrower.

[SadDubwool]

(Its about 1942,a year after the war in the pacific started with american help)

[Rayleonarde]

((Alright. I had to change a few things, but I'm good now.))

[SadDubwool]

((Hmmm...i should start with Operation Torch))

[Farewell]

(Sure, if you want)