Citizens Liberty Organization / 🌎 Global Channels / 📜member-chat [part 28]

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Death is a preferable alternative to Communism.

Tarantula.

Tarantula.

Tarantula.

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This guy is a dick. ^

This guy is a dick. ^

This guy is a dick. ^

Barracuda.

Barracuda.

Barracuda.

Barracuda.

Operation Barracuda was a military operation that was launched by France to support newly installed President David Dacko of the Central African Republic, after Operation Caban of 21 September 1979, a bloodless military operation in which Emperor Bokassa I of the Central African Empire was overthrown.

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Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Congratulations.

Hey guys, what kind of wood would you find in Northern Africa?

Brushwood.

Brushwood.

Brushwood.

Operation Brushwood was a part of Operation Torch, Allied landings in Africa during World War II. Taking place on 8 November 1942 they were intended to capture Port-Lyautey as part of a larger operation to capture Casablanca in Morocco. The landing troops were uncertain of their position, and the second wave was delayed.

what am I witnessing rn lol

WHAT MAKES THE GRASS GROW

BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD

BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD

BLOOD BLOOD BLOOD

WHAT DO WE DO

KILL KILL KILL

KILL KILL KILL

KILL KILL KILL

I CAN'T HEAR YOU

KILL KILL KILL

KILL KILL KILL

KILL KILL KILL

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Okay.

Okay.

Okay.

I didnt know Africa by Todo was the NSA themesong....

Things you learn.

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When we joined the Covenant, we took an oath!

According to our station! All without exception!

According to our station! All without exception!

On the blood of our fathers, on the blood of our sons...we swore to uphold the Covenant!

Even to our dying breath!

Even to our dying breath!

Those who would break this oath are Heretics, worthy of neither pity, nor mercy! Even now they use our lords' creations to broadcast their lies!

We shall grind them into dust! Scrape them as excrement from our boots!

We shall grind them into dust! Scrape them as excrement from our boots!

And continue our march to glorious salvation!

And continue our march to glorious salvation!

And continue our march to glorious salvation!

What ...le fuck

Pity the guardsman. A weak sack of flesh destined to die for a dead god that never cared, it spends its pitiful, brief life alone in his foxhole with nothing more to keep him company—or to keep him safe—than the cheapest, most disposable equipment. Me? As a servant of Chaos I enjoy all that this universe and the warp has to offer. Power courses through my veins.The gifts of the chaos gods will soon overtake me, and one day I may ascend. What has the guardsmen to look forward to but a grim life, and if he is lucky, perhaps he will feel nothing as my axe sends his soul to Khorne. He lives for a corpse god and he shall join his god.. as a corpse. And I shall spare a second to think of his kind. Then I shall only laugh.

Within this weak sack of meat and bone, uncared for by his god and wept for by none, beats a heart. A human heart, that carries with it the strength and courage of all mankind. Within that sack of meat is the hope, the will, and the fury of every man women and child from every corner of the Imperium. Within that weak sack of meat, festooned in thin armour and weapons only powerful in numbers, beats the heart of a man. And for ten thousand years, the hearts of men have beaten, strongly, in defiance of your so called "powers". For ten thousand years, your black crusades have been pushed back, beaten down, and made a mockery of, by weak sacks of flesh with cheap weapons and disposable equipment. For that weak sack of flesh that you so gleefully mock is no supersoldier, no immortal warrior, no creature cursed by chaos like you. He is a man, an Imperial Guardsman drawn from some forgotten corner of the Imperium to fight for his species and for the safety of the people he loves. He is a factory worker. a farmer, a storekeeper, a father, a brother, a son, a mere man. And against creatures like you teeming and numberless, powered by the wills of thirsting gods... He holds the line. He has held the line for ten thousand years.

Within this weak sack of meat and bone, uncared for by his god and wept for by none, beats a heart. A human heart, that carries with it the strength and courage of all mankind. Within that sack of meat is the hope, the will, and the fury of every man women and child from every corner of the Imperium. Within that weak sack of meat, festooned in thin armour and weapons only powerful in numbers, beats the heart of a man. And for ten thousand years, the hearts of men have beaten, strongly, in defiance of your so called "powers". For ten thousand years, your black crusades have been pushed back, beaten down, and made a mockery of, by weak sacks of flesh with cheap weapons and disposable equipment. For that weak sack of flesh that you so gleefully mock is no supersoldier, no immortal warrior, no creature cursed by chaos like you. He is a man, an Imperial Guardsman drawn from some forgotten corner of the Imperium to fight for his species and for the safety of the people he loves. He is a factory worker. a farmer, a storekeeper, a father, a brother, a son, a mere man. And against creatures like you teeming and numberless, powered by the wills of thirsting gods... He holds the line. He has held the line for ten thousand years.

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A jolly good walk in the park.

Sand in my boot.

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Indeed. Quite refreshing.

Dust in the eye.

you cute but im starting to think yall are nutters. @Sparrow

And if we were?

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i dunno. guess i think a nutter be cute

and before someone gets the wrong idea

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I am Eccentric.

am Eccentric.

i know doll

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*sighs* are you three done playing Bromance Bonding Hours?

Maybe Baby

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No we havent finished the circle jerk.

he said the B word

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