Once upon a time, deep deep in the jungle. There was a little engine that could. He was chugging his way across the enemy line…chugga chugga, toot toot. This little engines’ mission was to take some AK-47’s and a nuclear payload, over the mountain to the 2063 Battalion. Needless to say, there was plenty of opposition. You think that stopped the little engine that could? No siree bob. He just kept chugging along…chugga chugga toot toot. Not even when they climbed aboard the train, and popped out the eyes of the conducter, and blood and snot was drippin out of his eye sockets. Think that stopped the engine that could? Damn skippy…he just kept chuggin along…chugga chugga toot toot. Wasn’t until Charlie rigged the bridge with plastic explosive as the little engine was making his way across the tressel. BOOM…an explosion happened. And blood, and guts, and spit, and *** was everywhere. Bubba come crawling out the back with both legs missing. Lula May’s baby boy, and he looked up and me and he said,“ Payne I can’t feel my legs.” And I said,“ Bubba, they aint there.” And I looked down and them little bloody nubs was kicking. And I said,“ Bubba, its 30 miles to the nearest town, and unless you can flip upside down walk on your hands you aint gonna make it.” All of the sudden, Charlie was all over the place. Just me and my sidearm, and I had no other alternative, but to blast my way out….“AHHHHHHHHHHH!!” Die pig die….you’ll never take Major Benson Winniford Payne alive.

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