Realistic or Modern Fields of Fire: Vietnam War RP

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jack ignored the ARVN Corporal, picking up his shotgun and setting it in his lap. He hated the Vietnamese, no matter what uniform they wore.

 

[amended]

James suddenly had a thought,

"Hey, Jack, first of all, I'm James. It's nice to make your acquaintance, secondly, do you mind showing me around?" He asks with a rather large smile, James really enjoys seeing new places and not to mention meeting new people. He gets up and shifts his carbine in hand.​

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jack stood up tiredly. "Alright. What do you want to see?" he asked, taking a hit from his cigarette. He rested his shotgun on his shoulder, keeping the battered weapon close.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

"Hi Jack, you yanks call me Henry. I am a corporal in the ARVN Rangers and the feeling is mutual."He said casualy resting his rifle on his shoulder and starting to stretch."And i always like the motor pool, you guys have some interesting gear."

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jack sighed, stretching his back by bending it backwards. "Get tired of riding your cows and shit?" he asked in a strained voice, midstretch.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

Henry just smirked it off. "Don't knock cows, what do you think is carrying weapons to the Vietcong through Ho Chin Min trail."He said.

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

"I think it's a bunch of little yellow bastards like you." Jack replied, leaning back forward to stand normally. He placed one of his dogtags in his mouth and began to chew on it, a habit of his.

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

"Figured it out all by yourself did you?"He asked joking."I should tell the other yellow bastard that Americans aren't racist, ignorant and trigger happy, stuck ups...They wont believe it!" He turned serious."You want to continue level of childish name calling or do we work together so you can live through this war and you can go home?"

 

[Lucya Kunzenov]

Jack turned to face Henry, tired of the man annoying him. "I'll live through this on my own." he said tiredly. "The only thing you'll help me do is get sent home in a fucking box." He paused, formulating his next words. "That's rule one here. Don't trust fucking gooks."

 

[ThatGuyWithSouvlaki]

"At least either way you have a home to go. I hope you return to it standing, sergeant."He said sadly before turning to James and smiling."so tour?"

 

[amended]

James paused for a moment before glancing around,

"Well, how about we go over to the bar? If there is one, that is." He says in a happy tone.​