There will be blood in the streets, but I ain't leaving, not now.
Hey .. come in .. can you here me ? ... It's a god damn mess over here
There's fuckin blood everywhere.
People are crawling over each other to get out of the red zone. It's a fuckin crapshoot !
But I ain't leavein
What ?
Now you listen to me sir ... I said it once.... and I'm gon say it again.... I ain't leavin.
Not till I get paid my RIPPLE.
I worked too god damn hard to let these market spooks come take my RIPPLE. I read the chart correctly yesterday, and I'll read it again today, but it's not changin my mind.
Lookie here
The green hand marks the point of entry. And currently, I'm not gon lie ... It ain't lookin too good.
We may be in the trenches of battle losing everything we've fought for.
We may be outnumbered with inadequate equipment or terrain knowledge. We may be without api support and up to our necks in shit . But we're NOT gon quit. Not on my watch !
We will HOLD this line.
That's right
We will hold, THIS, line.
Then we will move upwards toward the yellow line.
We will proceed though the night facing whatever god damn terrors that lie in wait, until we reach our extraction point. About 20 clicks North of the entry.
YOU hear me ?
HOLD, HOLD, HOLD
HOLD, HOLD, HOLD
HOLD, HOLD, HOLD
I'll update at dawn if we make it.
May gad have mercy on us
Over