Both GSA (Green Snake Army) and the PRN (People's Republic of Nodesia) are terrorist groups but they are both enemies.
Ok, thank you. You're lucky you still have in-car radio. At the cabin there's nothing. The government is also on our side, right?
Uh oh... I have arrived the town and it's god damn serious. There's really a big fight against GSA and PRN. The in-car radio is right. Better run away. IN CAR RADIO: "THOSE WOLVES IN THE WALL STREET EATING OUR PEOPLE'S RIGHTS..." *turns off radio* Better tell the guys.
I met up with my friend Kevin and we had look around. He found a supercharger kit for his Roamer at the auto store (maybe now he'll keep up!) and I ram raided the gun shop and got some rifles.
Uhh, guys. Who's checkpoint is this? It looks extremely serious, and it doesn't look like it was made by the GSA or the PRN, it looks like they are kicking both of the armies asses, before I left I noticed a shot up PRN car, and many shot up raider vehicles, who is this? all I saw on the side of their vans were "Republic of Beamaica", whoever these guys are aren't joking around.
I doubt that, if they were hired to do that, then why does it say "Republic of Beamaica" planted on the side of them, and I don't think private security companies come equipped with 50. Cal heavy duty machine guns....
Huh, I'll keep an eye out for those Beamaica people. Fortunately, I can just blast through their roadblocks with my semi, and I have an AK now so I'm armed.
That wont be a good idea, I saw another one of their roadblocks on the other side of Firwood, and they had RPGs and Javelins.
Everyone: Ugh... Me: *wakes up* that was a nice drink guys! Guy 1: I think we passed out of being too drunk. I only remember a guy taking our stuf... Guy 2: What?! Me: *looks around*...well...they may have been the guy we messed around with and stole 2 diesal cans. He took our AK47, but the guns we actually fight with is the AR-15. that AK47 is jammed anyway... Guy 2: Lets get going. I heard that multiple Platoons were in trouble 7 miles east of us. Guy 5: Shouldn't we paint our van camo green so they know were GSA? Me: Your right. *gets out paint tools* -4 hours later- *we enter the warzone area* Guy 1: Keep your eyes peeled.... *Bomb explodes* Guy 4: BOMBING!!! *BOOOOM* Me: *radio* This is the squad leader squad 3 in platoon 6 we need a air strike at 69.69.69!! over. Airstrike guy: Rodger that. Me: Get on top of that Javelin! Guy 3: Yes sir! *PRN fires a LAW at the van and misses* Guy 2: Woah!!
*trails @StarredKing101 in truck* *sees them paining truck green, and reports them to the US military* *guns it towards the h series and javelin* *javelin pulls off the road and the semi barely dents the h series* me: dangit! *turns truck around, tires spewing gravel* *javelin almost hits truck*
I met this kid named Dawson who is only 16 but knows what he is doing. He lost his father and mother to the GSA. All he has is his dads oldsmobile patrol car and his moms trailer. He said that he would give my pigeon and I a ride to town to look for diesel. I gave him my glock and took my pigeon and SKS off to look for diesel. I found an old bus rapped around a tree and drained the tank... I went back to Dawson and he asked if he could stay with me since he has nobody. I said yes. I'm going to bring him back to the Cabin.. I trust him enough. And he needs people to talk with since he lost everyone. He drove me to my Rambulance and I put the fuel in her and we got going to Cody's cabin. A mile or so down the road smoke poured out of my engine. I slammed the brakes and stopped it, after popping the hood I nearly passed out... There was a decapitated head and the heat from the engine melted her face. After loosing my lunch I picked the head up and tossed it into the woods, closed my hood, started my h-series up and continued to Cody's cabin.
Alright, just be sure he won't stab you in the back, literally or metaphorically. On my way to New York, I picked up a guy who tried to steal my Transit.
After talking for a while over the radio I have learned that I dated his sister for years back in highschool.. dawson is trustable. Also he would have shot me by now
Okay, sounds good. Rather embarrassingly, I left the lights on all night on my truck, and now the battery is dead. The only vehicle I could find with keys was a forklift, so I suppose I'll be stuck puttering around at speeds under 22 mph for a while :/
*US military gets the letter* USA assistant general:........what? *throws in trash* we have better things to worry about. off topic: The javelin is electronically capable of locking on to its target. and if its as big as a semi, and were in dirt, its gonna be moving slow...so, that cant happen either we didn't launch it or your got destroyed on topic: *we move along with machine gun fire in the distance* Me: wow. looks like that US plane got shot down.
