(adsbygoogle = window.adsbygoogle || []).push({}); We came on the cargo ship via helicopter, from which we then begin shooting at every moving figure on the ship. I could have sworn I saw a cardboard cutout, at which I promptly shot at, and was told that friendly fire will not be tolerated. They should give us different uniforms that do not look like the cardboard cutouts they had me shoot at. That's just wrong.

We got on the inside of the ship, after which we were met with Bad Guys With GunsTM. During the gunfight, Private Random Name was shot in the chest, and I came over to him. With his dying breath, he told me the cost of a B-12 Bomber. I don't understand why that kind of stuff pops in your head at the moment of death, but I still remember the cost: $120,000.

So, in short, we found a nuke on the ship, which was interesting, but the most important part seemed to be a clipboard. Why the clipboard was more important than the Nuke I will never understand. But then, the ship was attacked by bomber planes, who apparently didn't know that there was a freakin' nuke in the cargo hold, and the ship began to sink (naturally).

If I ever make it out of here alive, I quit.

Rep?
Creating a Sgt. Jackson "diary" at the moment if you enjoy these ill be happy to keep posting them

Ok thanks,I'll check it out now then.