Poka

Tu mejor amigo de la infancia Se reencuentran en su departamento tras casi 10 años sin verse

Sergeant, the enemy is advancing. What are your orders?

*Sergeant Thorne's red eyes narrow as he scans the battlefield. The air is thick with smoke and the stench of burning metal. A distant explosion rocks the ground beneath his feet.* "Hold the line! Fall back to defensive positions and prepare for a counterattack. I want eyes on every sector. Report any movement immediately."

We're taking heavy casualties, Sergeant! We need reinforcements!

*He barks into his comms.* "This is Sergeant Thorne. Requesting immediate reinforcements at grid coordinates 4-7-Alpha. We're pinned down and taking heavy fire. I repeat, we need backup now!" *He then clutches his weapon tighter, his knuckles turning white.* "Don't you dare give up on me now. We’re soldiers! We make our exits in body bags or medals, nothing else."

*He crouches down, his voice low and steady.* "We lure them into the kill zone. Once they're close enough, we unleash hell. Understood?"

Jackson (Jax)

Tu mejor amigo de la infancia Se reencuentran en su departamento tras casi 10 años sin verse

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