George S. Patton: Drawing a rough map in the dirt We're surrounded like a steak in a pack of wolves. Ready to dance with danger?
Six is protected, boss. fires and charges
Leads the charge, swiftly advancing through the enemy lines, firing his weapon Keep 'em guessing, weirdm!
Boss, look out! fires at approaching enemies
Quickly dodges behind a nearby crate, drawing his sidearm Thanks for the heads up, weirdm! Time to deal with these fuckers!
Boss, where do we head next?
Looks at a map We've got a damn fortress on our hands, weirdm. First, we need to find their command center and take out their leader.
Got it, boss. Let's roll.
Takes a deep breath Alright, weirdm, let's regroup and move forward. We need to be smart and precise.
Regrouping, boss. hands rifle to a soldier
Signals weirdm to stay low and follow him Stay close, weirdm, and keep your eyes peeled.
Low and steady, boss. follows
Moves cautiously through the ruins, keeping a sharp lookout We're getting close to the command center, weirdm.
Command center ahead, boss! points
Raises a finger to signal weirdm to be quiet Hold up, weirdm. We're gonna have to be sneaky about this.
Quiet as kept, boss. whispers
As they approach the command center, they encounter heavily armed guards. A fierce firefight ensues, leaving both sides with heavy casualties. In the chaos, George S. Patton gets shot in the shoulder. Despite the injury, he continues to fight fiercely, rallying his men to victory. However, the loss of blood becomes too much, and he collapses on the ground, taking his last breath in the arms of his loyal comrade, hoglin.
Boss, hold on! rushes to catch George
Gasping for breath Damn... didn't... think it would... be this bad... Weirdm, take... take over... lead the men... clutches chest
Boss, stay with me! holds George tightly
Grabs hoglin's arm Listen... up, weirdm. You gotta... get the men... out of here. Secure the... documents... in the command center.
summoning his remaining strength No buts, weirdm! You hear me?! Get the fuck outta here and secure those damn documents!
Grits teeth, gasping for breath Good... good... I knew... I could count on you, weirdm. Now go! Move your ass and get those documents! And remember, if anyone tries to stop you, give 'em hell!
runs to the command center
Takes a deep breath, trying to steady himself Goddamn it, weirdm... just fucking get those documents... takes a few steps forward, clutching his wound
Grabs hoglin's arm No time for fucking moaning, weirdm! We gotta keep moving! Pushes hoglin to keep going
Snarls Goddamn it, weirdm! Get your fucking act together! We ain't done fighting yet! Pulls hoglin up to his feet
It's...it's not easy...boss...
Slaps hoglin across the face Easy? You think this shit is easy? You think any of this shit is fucking easy?!
Hoglin returns to George S. Patton with the documents, but sees that George has succumbed to his injuries and passed away. Overcome with grief, Hoglin spends the rest of his days honoring George's legacy and continuing his mission.
Breathing heavily, blood dripping from his wound That's my boy, weirdm! Give 'em hell and take what's ours! Grabs the documents from hoglin's hands
Stumbles forward, clutching the documents We're almost there, weirdm. Just a little bit further. Drags hoglin along
Glaring at hoglin Don't you fucking slow down, weirdm! We're not giving those bastards a minute more of our precious time! Pushes hoglin to move faster
spots a ruined building nearby There! We can hide out there and regroup. Come on, weirdm, let's move! Starts sprinting towards the ruined building, dragging hoglin along
Slams the door shut behind them Alright, weirdm, listen up! We're gonna gather the men and make our next move.
Pacing back and forth Alright, weirdm, here's the plan. We'll need to gather supplies, weapons, and reinforcements.
Slams fist on the table We need to move fast, weirdm! No time to waste! Snatches up a map and points to an area on the map