- >Be Snakeanon
- >You have been in the woods for about a week, waiting for the AiE Convoy to arrive
- >A jet screams by overhead, must be airman
- >you focus your attention back to the convoy
- >The high pitched whine of a turbocharger passes by, R/T in his deuce
- >Followed shortly by a T34, you can smell the vodka from your position
- >A-HA!
- >Sherms tank lumbers closer
- >You wouldnt need anything heavy for this old tank, just your handy old panserfaust
- >With a wicked smile on your face you jump out of the hole you dug
- >It only takes a second for you to aim and fire
- >the warhead streaks towards your target trailing whipped cr-
- >what even is this?
- >whipped cream trails through the air, as the pie fired from your panserfaust strikes Sherm in the face
- >It seems to boil off, his features contorted into a terrible grimace
- >ducking down into the tank, he levels the cannon at your chest
- >you hear a deafening BOOM as you turn to run
- >not a second later you hear a loud slap, you back feels as if you just did a backflop into a pool
- >it doesnt take long for you to pass out from the pain
- >you wake up just as the sun is lowered over the horizon
- >reaching behind you, you can feel something sticky
- >is this fucking Mayo?
- >yeah brain, i think it is
- >Dude, you need to find a better way to keep that bandanna guy out of the armory...
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