<b><i><span class="fixed-color" style="color:#bf4000"><div style="text-align: center">â??Fine, fine I'll get you that vodka as soon as possible. Also even if your sniper skills are channeled better within that particular spot, I prefer not to isolate each other further. You never know what type of fuckers might lurk up and take you out by surprise. Remember Hawk, Divine Judgment could use some extra ammo because I could regenerate those into my infamous armor piercing rounds."<br/>
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Analytical, Darious Wolfe would make sure every inch of the bar was patrolled and any enemies found or corpse would instantly be eliminated by them for simple reasons. Looking over the report, everything they analyzed seems straight to the point and precise. Yawning, he knew once things were sealed up, they all had to be entitled to some drinks. Looking through storage closets, he smiled as what he found was like a goldmine on his behalf. Quickly speaking on the radio, he would have to give more good news. <br/>
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â??Ummm what I just found might make you guys smell. I know you son of bitches enjoy my cooked dog meat whenever we receive such luck, but what I found has been preserve and likely not radiated at all. Yes soldiers; we are going to feast on some pork and beans tonight. Before you maggots start to rush, remember we don't have an unlimited supply so sharing might be required. Those who serve during the fight will be granted their own can right away, so come and get it guys." , Wolfe said as he realized this was rare but the location it was pinpointed seem undamaged.​</div></span></i></b>