| 04:18:26 30 October 2009
Future brings back memories...
On forum: 07/25/2009
*Soaking wet, exhausted, barges into the bar, coughing and trying to catch his breath*|
There was a military patrol just next to the Merc's base, seemed like they were guarding a disabled truck, i killed a bunch of them, the rest fled as a rabbid snork with a weird looking collar jumped out from the bushes!
I checked the inside of the truck, and it seems like it was carrying supplies, the crates are labled "Food & Ammo", i thought you guys might need them.
Found a bunch of boxes of shotgun ammo if anyone needs them, i don't use shotguns.
Nice bar, i guess gongrats are in order, very cozy .
*Pulls out a plastic bag and a Fire Tear out of his backpack*
Here's some fresh boar meat, i'd like two Yantars and three Cosacks please.
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