"The proletarian method of war and operational art is our guide to total war, their flawed bourgeois military science fails to evaluate the means to wage war in this new battlefield, our victory and their fall is ensured."
"The proletarian method of war and operational art is our guide to total war, their flawed bourgeois military science fails to evaluate the means to wage war in this new battlefield, our victory and their fall is ensured."
"Fix bayonets!"
The order didn't register consciously to me at first, by the time it did, it was already attached. I though these things were a joke from the logistics corps, guess not.
"Fix bayonets!"
The order didn't register consciously to me at first, by the time it did, it was already attached. I though these things were a joke from the logistics corps, guess not.
Iraq, an American convoy moves through the desert, patrolling for insurgents.
Mars, an UN convoy moves through the desert, patrolling for insurgents.
The sandbox is eternal.
Iraq, an American convoy moves through the desert, patrolling for insurgents.
Mars, an UN convoy moves through the desert, patrolling for insurgents.
The sandbox is eternal.
"I've got a feeling that command's been sending us to suicide missions"
"You realized just now? After the 12th LAV we've went through?"
"I've got a feeling that command's been sending us to suicide missions"
"You realized just now? After the 12th LAV we've went through?"
"Yeah, it's great right! Now here's our primary mode of transport"
"Oh."
"Now c'mon get on your bike and let's get you familiarized with Three Portland's many streets, it's good exercise!"
"Yeah, it's great right! Now here's our primary mode of transport"
"Oh."
"Now c'mon get on your bike and let's get you familiarized with Three Portland's many streets, it's good exercise!"
Something that shouldn't exist stirs in its slumber.
The Foundation's Watchdog alerts and censors.
The council convenes.
Amnestic stockpiles are prepared.
Mobile Task Force Nu-7 "Hammer Down" prepares to bring the hammer down on a god and its thralls.
Something that shouldn't exist stirs in its slumber.
The Foundation's Watchdog alerts and censors.
The council convenes.
Amnestic stockpiles are prepared.
Mobile Task Force Nu-7 "Hammer Down" prepares to bring the hammer down on a god and its thralls.
51% of the people living in this orbital voted for rainy season weather 4 fucking times in a row apparently, If I don't get that job in Ganymede or move out of here, I'm really going to do it.
51% of the people living in this orbital voted for rainy season weather 4 fucking times in a row apparently, If I don't get that job in Ganymede or move out of here, I'm really going to do it.
Comms is now open!
Comms is now open!
"Shit, where the hell is the anti-tank rifle, that hardsuit is picking us apart!"
one more doodle i did, maybe I'll start a drawing arc
"Shit, where the hell is the anti-tank rifle, that hardsuit is picking us apart!"
one more doodle i did, maybe I'll start a drawing arc
Columbia must fall.
Columbia must fall.