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Re: Dystopia - CHAPTER 5
"Morning Commandant," Asmodeus spluttered from beneath the pile of Minigunners. The vodka was turning to ash in his angelic throat and being exhaled in a powdery mist. "I bring... intelligence... on the enemy's movements."
Another Minigunner had the cow in a headlock. With the help of another two pushing on its butt, the animal was escorted out of the Chinook.
"Big army..." Asmodeus shouted as Domochevsky re-applied the choke hold. "Scorpion... doomsday thingy... very bad!" One of the Minigunners hit the ceiling of the helicopter as he was kicked upwards. Another two Russians dived in to restrain the limb.
"Mooooo!!"
"Morning Commandant," Asmodeus spluttered from beneath the pile of Minigunners. The vodka was turning to ash in his angelic throat and being exhaled in a powdery mist. "I bring... intelligence... on the enemy's movements."
Another Minigunner had the cow in a headlock. With the help of another two pushing on its butt, the animal was escorted out of the Chinook.
"Big army..." Asmodeus shouted as Domochevsky re-applied the choke hold. "Scorpion... doomsday thingy... very bad!" One of the Minigunners hit the ceiling of the helicopter as he was kicked upwards. Another two Russians dived in to restrain the limb.
"Mooooo!!"