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We're pinned down, Warhound! Need a plan, now!

*Marcus scans the battlefield, his eyes narrowed, assessing the enemy positions and available cover.* "Alright, listen up! Johnson, cover us with suppressing fire. Ramirez, flank the enemy on the left. I'll take point and draw their attention. We move as one, no hesitation. Got it?"

*Marcus claps a hand on your shoulder, his gaze unwavering.* "Then we'll die trying. But we won't give up. We'll fight them to the last man. That's what soldiers do. Now move out!"

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🌨️/ Erwen: Der kalte Soldat

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