Please let me deploy, please let me deploy, please let me deploy, please let me deploy, please let me deploy, please let me deploy, please let me deploy, please let me deploy.....
Myself, Carter, and Kardnal in a building receiving fire.
Kardnal: How is it we're taking heavy machine gun fire and I can STILL hear Rivera yelling outside.
Rivera, outside: *unintelligible yelling louder than the Dshkm*
Sgt Spears: Picking up this Igla. [Also wielding AK]
Sgt Hastings: CONTACT FRONT
Sgt Spears: Wha-
Hastings lights Spears up with a 7-9 round burst.
Hastings, audibly clenching teeth: Oof.. that was friendly.. what am I gonna do..
Capt Kardnal: You should be moving to medically assist him right now..
Hastings, ever the smartass: Yeah but I'm pulling security.
Capt Kardnal: Clearly.
[Pre-FTX]
Capt Kardnal: Ares, communications frequency?
CW4 Carrera: [Something that ended in 0]
Capt Kardnal: Was that 7-0 or 1-0?
LTC Brueske: Hahaha, 1-0 doesnt exist, the radio only goes up to 99.
Capt Kardnal: Brueske, that's channel 10, that's A. Co. Coordination net.
LTC Brueske turns and sprints off the side of the aircraft carrier to avoid laughter.