I don’t think you’ll have any trouble finding someone else with a grenade launcher. The real trick will be finding another radio tower to climb on top of.
you may have been tactically correct, but if you give someone a grenade launcher there is a natural yen to try it out that supersedes out best laid plans.
I stand atop the tower and listen,
I try to complete Tony’s mission,
Then mercs appear near this position,
They’re tooled up and ready to fight,
This height,
Means that I’ve been put in their sights.
They go:
Foom, bang and boom, foom bang and boom,
Grenades fly here.
Foom, bang and boom, foom bang and boom,
That’s what I fear.
Blasting away, blasting away,
Things are not fine.
Foom, bang and boom, all the time.
I can just hear all you bleeding hearts trying to box that soldier in with another moral Catch-22. The soldier had the perception to spot two tangos on recon at night and the aim to hit their target. When that soldier hits the bunk, they should sleep soundly in the knowledge of a tough job well done. They could pay with their life for failure, but you sops want them to be wracked with guilt when they succeed too.
There are more ways to fail than to succeed. You can fail by good execution of a bad plan, you can fail by bad execution of a good plan. But it’s especially true there are more ways to fail than to succeed when you decide to make the world better by shooting people. And I’m not even a pacifist.
@Casimir, are you clicking on the little “Reply” link by the timestamp, in Robert’s post? or are you using the big “Leave a Reply” box below? That difference could be the reason!
AFAICT it depends on which chunks of Javascript are able/allowed to run when the comment is written. But that’s based on a few observations, not exhaustive testing, so mere coincidence is still a possibility. Let’s see where _this_ comment gets threaded.
People who want to kill you are seldom in short supply. 😛
If that’s the case, you must lead a very “interesting” life.
If killing me were easy, someone would have done it years ago.
I don’t think you’ll have any trouble finding someone else with a grenade launcher. The real trick will be finding another radio tower to climb on top of.
Too bad the best vantage to find another one was the tower that just fell.
The turtle is falling in love with falling. Does the turtle have a name?
All turtles are named Bert until proven otherwise.
I think his unconcerned response to the presence of nearby explosions proves otherwise.
If the nearby humans were upset by Tony and Merc’s explody machine, what will they think of this?
Gangs on PCP are almost definitely to blame.
It would appear I was wrong.
you may have been tactically correct, but if you give someone a grenade launcher there is a natural yen to try it out that supersedes out best laid plans.
I blame this on you
Dammit, meant to put up this.
In a shiny jumpsuit on top of a tall, easily seen landmark might not be the best place to be in a firefight
But it probably is not a bad place to be when the firefighters arrive
(Tune: Boom-Bang-a-Bang, Lulu)
I stand atop the tower and listen,
I try to complete Tony’s mission,
Then mercs appear near this position,
They’re tooled up and ready to fight,
This height,
Means that I’ve been put in their sights.
They go:
Foom, bang and boom, foom bang and boom,
Grenades fly here.
Foom, bang and boom, foom bang and boom,
That’s what I fear.
Blasting away, blasting away,
Things are not fine.
Foom, bang and boom, all the time.
“My heart went bang-shang-a-lang, bang-shang-a-lang,
Bang-shang-a-lang, bang, bang!” —the Archies.
I can just hear all you bleeding hearts trying to box that soldier in with another moral Catch-22. The soldier had the perception to spot two tangos on recon at night and the aim to hit their target. When that soldier hits the bunk, they should sleep soundly in the knowledge of a tough job well done. They could pay with their life for failure, but you sops want them to be wracked with guilt when they succeed too.
I don’t want him wracked with guilt for succeeding. I want him wracked with guilt for working for the bad guys.
But the bad guys have COOKIES!
Evil cookies, probably. Lo-cal.
That’s impossi– I mean impo-rted
Bad guys have cookies, but good guys have Virginia’s coffee. Clear advantage: good guys.
There are more ways to fail than to succeed. You can fail by good execution of a bad plan, you can fail by bad execution of a good plan. But it’s especially true there are more ways to fail than to succeed when you decide to make the world better by shooting people. And I’m not even a pacifist.
Evil cookies, like revenge, is best served with decaf.
Cold decaf.
…oooh ARE served… Bad grammar!
Plus supposed to be @ Robert. Don’t know why my replies aren’t directed.
@Casimir, are you clicking on the little “Reply” link by the timestamp, in Robert’s post? or are you using the big “Leave a Reply” box below? That difference could be the reason!
That’s not it, but I think I know why it happens. It’s just too hare-brained to get into here.
Well, I’ve done it myself, many times…don’t worry ’bout it.
AFAICT it depends on which chunks of Javascript are able/allowed to run when the comment is written. But that’s based on a few observations, not exhaustive testing, so mere coincidence is still a possibility. Let’s see where _this_ comment gets threaded.
If the devil can quote scripture, the bad guys can purchase some decent cookies for temptation purposes.