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"Actually, that's a lot better sir. We can have half the force up front as a distraction and the other half can come around back and pin them. Then, us light soldiers can sabotage the enemy, do some commando stuff or whatever, while they're busy trying to get out of their pinned and surrounded position."

You got a PS3 :O

So care to 'address me', loco?

You got a PS3 :O

"sabotage what? the city is ruined they live of nothing"

sirnoob it's what i said to hyper you and hyper are actually working together this time

also need sheets posted


and the reason i haven't been on lately is i'm playing my black ops for wii kind of butchered but hey, it's a wii

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

"Corporal Taylor, i'm not liking this... whether they're pinned down or not, it's still a whole bloody base we're going against! I don't see our chances of survival very high...." Marti'is says.

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Robert "Big Bad Bobby" Bauers[Demolition].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.

"Fine, fine, just surround them like I said and the light units can be with the heavy units. It will all be the same."

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage



Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Robert "Big Bad Bobby" Bauers[Demolition].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.





ok then to both


"well then our little army here will be split in half"

he divides the troops on half pins them, while the other half assaults the city


both your squads are in the assault

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

the whole team hastily eats breakfast before heading back to the tent and gearing up.

"ey.... um... was it Hui?yeah, it was. Ready for your first REAL fight?" Bubba says to Hui.
*Jevron and Rick chuckle*
"Y-yes i am." He says nervously.
Marti'is goes over to Hui and pats him on the shoulder." Don't worry, they're just teasing you. I remember our 1st real mission a few months back..."

Once everyone is ready, FT A goes to join the Assault force.

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Robert "Big Bad Bobby" Bauers[Demolition].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.

"Sweet," Bobby says, grinning broadly. "My first battle."
"Hey, you," Jello says, "Big Bad Bobby Sauerkraut over there."
"My name's Bauers," Bobby replies, "but what is it?"
"Whatever, Bauerkraut," Jello mutters, causing Bobby to roll his eyes. "Wanna make this battle a little more interesting?"
"As if a life-threatening assault isn't interesting enough," mutters Rich.
"Sure," says Bobby eagerly.
"Great," replies Jello. "Whichever one of the two of us gets more kills in this battle wins, and the winner gets this box of cigars on my end. What are you gonna put in the pot?" Bobby thinks for a moment.
"Uh, I don't really have anything," he says sadly. Sharp takes pity.
"Here," he says, handing over his canteen. "You can wager my bourbon, I don't have any use for it anymore. I had to get rid of it after my daughter asked me to, the cuteness levels were near-lethal and I couldn't resist." He sighs.
"Cool," Bobby says. "So then I bet Sharp's straight bourbon." He places the newly-acquired flask next to Jello's cigars.
"You've got yourself a deal," says Jello, and they shake hands. "Anyone from Marti'is' squad want to get in on this?"

"I think we're ready to go," Taylor says.

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage



Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Robert "Big Bad Bobby" Bauers[Demolition].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.


you guys head out, soon as you go down the small trail to the bottom of the cliff with many other squads a loud whoosh in the distance in the distance followed by an explosion and lots of small arms fire, that's the signal! they're distracted!

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage

Rick raises his hand, to a disapproving glare from Marti'is.

"Tell yeh what, i bet i can get twice as many kills as either of you. My bet? Well this fancy box o' chocolates."
The whole team gasps in surprise, as chocolate hasn't been seen in years, and even then a fleeting glance. Strangely enough, one of the main targets on Earth were the chocolate factories, as they were a worldwide and even intergalactic craze at the time, and it severly hampered Earth's exports.

"H-how did you get those?" Bubba says in disbelief, mouth drooling slightly.
"Ey, i got friends, no? So are y'all in?"

Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Robert "Big Bad Bobby" Bauers[Demolition].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.

"Let's go," Taylor says quietly, signalling to the rest of the team.

As for the wager...
Sharp finally caves.
"You know what, Slicks? I think I'll take that bet," Sharp says. "Let's see who the better sniper is. And if you beat me, I will give you this." He takes something out of his pocket.
"Uhhh...is that a roll of toilet paper?" Jello asks.
"Yes it is," Sharp says proudly. "This stuff is just as rare as the chocolate out here in the middle of nowhere, but unlike the chocolate, if you get the toilet paper, no longer will you need leaves to wipe your bottom. So that's my wager." He places the toilet paper in next to the chocolates. "And it's all unused, in case you were worried about that."

uhm, i sad tis the signal to go and attack

uhm, i sad tis the signal to go and attack

Name:John Marti'is
Age: 30
Gender:M
Race:Hoomen
Class:Infantryman
Side: Human
Squad: 4 ("Bubba" Jones, Heavy Gunner; "Slick" Rick Jameson, Sniper; "Fats" Boeffers (KIA); "Brooklyn" Jevron Freeman, Assault Trooper; "Chang" Mao Ji Hui, Combat Medic
Weapons: Plasma Rifle [full auto], MK.|| Combat blade,BEM-5 rocket
Armor: Interceptor body armor
Misc.: small painkiller syringe, field bandages, 4x ZX "Dragons breath" laser frag grenades, x2 Satchel Charge, Radio, Laser Targeter (for artillery/orbital strikes), Binoculars, TF22 plasma magnum
Health: 100/100
Armor: 150/150
Personality: Talkative, Forsrs, Prejudicial.
Phy.Desc.: Sleek, 5'10", medium build, Brown slick hair, furry eyebrows, pronounced chin; O-shaped birthmark on left collarbone
Traits: shorty: your shortness makes you more maneuverable
Bio:John was born on a space colony on the Moon. He never actually got to be on Earth, but always admired it during the daytime (which always varied whilst on the Moon). He received a rather meager education on this base, as it was quite far away from any supply landing areas, but he still got the best grades in the miniscule class. He became very good at Hockey eventually, becoming a Defenseman. The equipment was limited, but then it got unmeasurably worst.... The Xeno-wars, as it was referred to by the general populace, started, and supplies became very meager... Oh but the propaganda was all over the place! drawn in by the tales of glory and valor, John signed up to both help feed his family and because of the near-brainwashing.... Halfway through training, he was singled out for the special fire teams instead of the Regular army, and was put in charge of one following completion.
Perk:Luna(get it?)tic:all that propaganda and wanting to become a hero, you ignore pain a bit more so you take less damage


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Name: Michael Taylor
Age: 27
Gender: Male
Race: Human
Class: Shock Trooper
Side: Human Faction
Rank: corporal
Squad: 4
Squad Members: Karl "Rich" Richthenhofer[Infantryman], Joseph "Jello" Lowell[Heavy Gunner], Hunter "Sharp" Sorenson[Sniper], Robert "Big Bad Bobby" Bauers[Demolition].
Weapons: G-55 "Minired" heavy laser SMG,2 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,Mk.II combat blade
Armor:S&N light combat armor
Misc.: 2 Weeks Rations, Communication Device, Claymores[2], Large Tent, 1 Incendiary Grenades.,small painkiller syringe,field bandages, 1 OM combat charge Concussion grenades,laser designator
Health: 50/100
Armor Health: 0/50
Personality: Merciful, businesslike, resilient, resourceful, intelligent, commanding, strict, and disciplined.
Physical Description: 6'0, Ivy League haircut, chocolate-colored hair, blue eyes, tan, muscular, clean-shaven, rectangular face, strong jaw, square chin, good teeth.
Traits: intelligence is the key: you can hack enemy terminals for info or planning
Biography: Taylor graduated from a good college with a doctorate in biology, then he went on to medical school. Unfortunately, unable to pay the bills, he joined the military and took night classes instead of simply going to school, however he managed to do well in both the military, and get his degree. However, he was awarded several medals for distinguished service and injuries sustained during the war. He remained in the military for a few years, earning his residency as a military doctor back home. He returned home and started his own practice, which ballooned into several different institutions, making him very rich. Then, he was redrafted into the military after the war started, and he lost every penny he worked so hard for because of the war and how everything revolved around it nowadays. He threw himself into the war effort, determined to take revenge for the ruination of his life.
Perk: double draftee: your previous experience makes you more knowledgeable in enemy tactic.


err... ok...


well you guys run up to a set of destroyed tanks where there is withering fire...the wrong way leaving their side open