He thought they were nothing but some damned farmers with pitchforks. The hot young soldier thought he'd show off to the members of his unit when they were sent into the small farming village.
He pulled off his shirt and wrapped himself in weaponry. Turning to his unit, he said, "Watch me go all Rambo on their asses." With those words, he charged right in.
The battle turned rough pretty quick and within short time, he was separated from his unit. Alone, he tried to hold off the revolting farmers until his ammunition ran out.
He came out of his hiding place, unarmed with his arms in the air. He figured an easy surrender, a simple cell, a simple escape during the night.
The farmers slowly approached, knowing this soldier had killed several villagers. Seeing him unarmed, one farmer exacted his revenge.
The soldier let out a grunt as the farmer rammed a spear into his hard muscular gut.
He pulled off his shirt and wrapped himself in weaponry. Turning to his unit, he said, "Watch me go all Rambo on their asses." With those words, he charged right in.
The battle turned rough pretty quick and within short time, he was separated from his unit. Alone, he tried to hold off the revolting farmers until his ammunition ran out.
He came out of his hiding place, unarmed with his arms in the air. He figured an easy surrender, a simple cell, a simple escape during the night.
The farmers slowly approached, knowing this soldier had killed several villagers. Seeing him unarmed, one farmer exacted his revenge.
The soldier let out a grunt as the farmer rammed a spear into his hard muscular gut.
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