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The Marines close in on the weapons cache. Each picking out a gun for his specific task. Corporal Rollins picks out a 1895 Winchester to accompany his Garand and thinks to himself how ironic it is that he's now hunting people with the same gun he used to hunt back home. Privates Corra and Crozner both pick up ammo, pistols (with suppressor in Crozner's case) and Grenades and Corra finds (5) a big ass Machete. Corporal Hayashi grabs a M1 with a bayonet along with Grenades and a 1911 Colt. Kristanson just finishes grabbing his Carbine, Welrod, Stilleto, and Grenades when a voice calls his name, it comes from a blond (4) corporal walking towards him. "Lieutenant Kristanson Sir," he says as he snaps to attention. "My name is Corporal Harvey Collins, I've been assigned to be your sniper overwatch for this mission." The two men shake hands. "Welcome aboard," Kristanson says. He quickly turns to face the other Marines and shouts. "Marines it's time to Lock and Load, Let's fuckin go!"
4 hours later
The Sullivan rocks on the Ocean beneath it. The moom high above casts it's shadow down onto the Pacific. Kristansion gathers all the men together. Collins salutes, grabs his Springfield, and climbs the Observation Tower. The Wooden Boats await dauntingly; hanging off the side of the boat. You all gather your wits and step in. You cast off for shore on the rocking waves
Shin Hayashi
(Ocean Tolerance Roll 3) You feel pretty sick to your stomach, the waves are bobbing up and down but you'll live.
Nick Crozner
(O.T Roll 6 0_0) That was fun! You step on shore with a spring in your step
Lieutenant Kristanson
(O.T Roll 2) That... was awful. Your barely able to pull yourself together for the men
Oliver Corra
(O.T Roll 5) You quietly sit on on your boat. You really can't see why everyone looks so sick?
Cody Rollins
(O.T Roll 2) God Damn that was horrible. You aren't excited for it on the way back.
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The boats beach on the shore you step out and look into the Jungle ahead. You've arrived.