
- 40
- 0
GreeniesChapter 17B
"Valentine, man the eighty!" Sanchez ordered. "Command reports the marines are reinforcing the units on this flanks. At least two platoons heading this way!" "What about the tanks?" Zen asked as another laser shot slammed into their barrier, burning through another section of their rapidly crumbling defensive emplacement with enough energy left over to peel a layer off the front of their turret. "Fuck the tanks!" Sanchez replied. "Our job is to protect the infantry, not ourselves....