Maj. Josh Tane: Listen up men! The Mexicans have attacked Las Vegas with support from Russia and China. Our mission is to support the 11th Attack Squadron that is down there right now. 17th Field Artillery Brigade is going to support us, but they are 30 minutes away from us. You will be dropped off in the Centennial Hills area, you are to push the front lines south to the outsides of Las Vegas. You will be carried by CH-47 Chinooks, ready your weapons and gear, we leave in 5.

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WD: The one day I get Taco Bell...

Zachary: Uhhh . . .around 25 miles away

WD: Solitaire anyone?

Nathan: Don't got time for that

WD: Well, I'm already playing it internally.
*He looks as if he's starting at something, but actually playing solitaire.*
(reference to Murder Drones episode 2)

Zachary: Hey Joshua

Joshua: What?

Zachary: Could you be the medic that has my back

Joshua: Sure.

fun fact, Zachary does have russian blood and Joshua is half german

*WD is still playing solitaire.*

Joshua: . . .

Josh: When the light turns green, you will drop from the helicopter.

*WD pauses his game of solitaire and readies himself.*
WD: Hold on, this is a CH-47 Chinook, we have to be on the ground to deploy.

they use ropes to drop down

WD: Ah, I see.
*He waits for the light to turn green.*

Zachary: *Slides over a Crown Victoria*

*WD jumps on and immediately off the Ford Crown Victoria.*

A group of enemy soldiers are in the distance

WD: Right, enemy forces up ahead, ready to engage.
*He spins the barrel of his revolver.*

Zachary: We ain't f**kin blind

Zachary starts firing his GAU-19

*WD uses a precision shot against the group.*

The enemies are killed very fast

WD: Clear.

Zachary: Understood

WD: Move up!
*WD gets moving.*

Frank: What about your friends here?

Zachary: I'll like a ride

Joshua: Same here

WD: I'm good Frank West.
*He continues on foot.*

Well now u are alone

WD: Alright, just like old times...

. . .

...

gunfire in the distnace

WD: just like Copper-9...

Josh: [R] You dumb f**king idiot

WD: Shut it Josh.

In the distance, the Stratosphere collapses

WD: Whoa! Holy shit!

Zachary: oh my

WD: Is that a bad thing?

Zachary: Yes

WD: Well, it happened, we still have a job to do here people.

A Military Truck would stop next to them

Frank: Need a ride?

WD: I'm good.

Frank: It's a long walk from here

WD: I said I'm good, West.

The helicopter door closes, and the helicopter lifts up

WD: We finally doing this?

Zachary: What does it look like?

hol up, I just found out Major is higher than Captain, bruh))

(LMAO.)
WD: I don't know, like we're ready to fight a bunch of international mercenaries.

Zachary: . . .

not funni >:( ))

WD: Didn't really ask.

Nathan: This sucks

WD: Yeah, thanks for the help.

Nathan: . . .

WD: So, how far are we from drop point?

Josh: [R] Just regroup with Foxtrot Fireteam. They should be near you.

WD: Roger that Sneaker.

You saw a group of friendlies in the distance

WD: Intresting.

It was the Foxtrot Fireteam

WD: Yo guys, over here.

Michael: So your the guy . . .

WD: Worker Drone.

Michael: Right . . .

WD: So, what we doing?

The light turns green after a bit

Josh: Go go go!

The soldiers start dropping down using the ropes

*WD uses a line rider to get down.*

The soldiers get in formation

WD: Alright, let's show these assholes why we're justified for raiding oil!

Zachary: Good one.

Josh: [R] I need you all to move to the I-15

WD: Move it!

Josh: [R] You ain't that man sir.

The squadron started running to the I-15

*WD follows the squadron.*

Zachary: Take a left here, and get on the onramp

*He follows behind.*

what

(Duh, he gets Taco Bell, and he has to fight Mexico.)

oh well

Josh: Taco Bell ain't Mexican

WD: I know.

Josh: Now get ready Private

WD: Already prepped up.

Josh: Get aboard one of the helicopters then

*WD boards a CH-47 Chinook.*

a few moments later, soldiers fill the helicopter

WD: We ready?