Soviet Panda
Red Panda Commanda.
"Why does this seem familiar?" Connor asked himself as they sat in ambush. He was glad that he wasn't infantry, having to sit in the water for hours on end did not appeal to him in the slightest. That's why had joined the mechanized division, a lot less exposure to the elements. And a lot more protection. Metal plating over face down in the dirt any day.
Thanks to the ambush plan, he had decided to go with tungsten rounds, leaning on the fact that he would be able to get a pretty well aimed shot off before the enemy knew they were there. Hopefully what he hit would be important.
Thanks to the ambush plan, he had decided to go with tungsten rounds, leaning on the fact that he would be able to get a pretty well aimed shot off before the enemy knew they were there. Hopefully what he hit would be important.