"every proffesional knows that when the proverbial hits the fan, you gotta have a plan to get the hell out of there

"mine was fairly straight foward. run tothe depths of the base, seal myself in and wait for R.E.D to retake the base."

"fat chance of that. but almost certain death is still better than certain death at the hands of those blue bastards"

"and this liitle nook looked as safe as any. i was just sitting down to catch my breath..."

"when the entire base was rocked by i second, bigger explosion"

"and it just kept going. the vibration, the noise, it never stopped. took me a second to work out what was going on."

"it was the missles. something must have triped the system because every rocket on the base was launching"

"but no, it was worse than that. i barely had time to register the true extent of what was happening before another explosion knocked me out"

"it wasn't just our base..."

"it was happening at every R.E.D base around the world. some kind of dead-man system. and of course B.L.U would be responding in kind"

"and thats all i remember"

"...before i woke up here"

and thats it for part 1. more coming soon

whoops dropped my Y

Yesssss.

Is there more? There should be more. I would like there to be.... more.

"everything hurt. it fealt like i hadn't eaten in a year. i still had my canteen on me so at least i wasn't going to die of dehydration for a while. i could make out some familiar landmarks. but none of them were from anywhere near badwater basin. i was probably closer to Teufort by now, so i decided to head in that direction"

"finding the train line was my first major break."

"it helped me get my bearings and gave me a place to shelter for the night. i could swear to god that i heard someone screaming in the distance that night."

"by noon i found my first sign of civilization"

"albeit, not a very welcoming one..."

"i made my way in side.

i couldn't shake the feeling that someone was following me..."

"iv'e never been that good with these whizz-bang computers, but i knew enough to try and get the radio back up and working.

then i heard something i thought i never would hear again. someone elses footsteps"

"there was a tense standoff for a bit, but i eventually lowered my gaurd. turned out he had as much idea of how he survived as i did. he also said he knew the master fuse needed to be reset before the radio worked, so we headed off to find it"

"so where were you stationed last?"

"ah's stationed at Goldrush Creek for aboot a year"

"oh yeah? me too. were you there for the big BLU offensive a few months ago?" i asked, expecting the answer i wanted least

"aye. they had to scrape the bastards off the wall once i was done with em, hah!"

that was all i needed.

"but Goldrush is the quietest post around. hasn't been a BLU attack there in nearly a year." i sneered. "now you better start fucking explaining or you're gonna get a foot shorter, got it?

"well played, busham. well played..."

tobe continued?

>>1176
This needs to be continued.
Here, have a puppy for being so awesome.

>>1187
i assure you there's plenty more to come.

have a pic for keeping my ego well fed

OH YEAH I WAS DOING A THING WASN'T I?

>>1778
Yes, yes you were. Continue.

"i dont think we're in London any more, boys..."

I am loving this new toybox feature

well, except that most of the maps are BABBYS FIRST TIME IN HAMMER

there are no heroes left in City 17

SPAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAACE