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and now for a quote, Ahem

"My friends, It has often been said that I like war, My friends, I like war, No?! FRIENDS; I love war. I love holocausts, I love blitzkrieg, I love Defensive lines, I love sedge's , I love charges, I love mop up operations and retreats. War across prairies, in streets, in trenches, in grass lands, In frozen tundras, though deserts, on the sea, In the air. I love every act of war that can occur upon this earth. I love Blasting the enemy to smithereens with artillery salvos that thunder across the lines of battle. My heart leaps with joy when ever a solider is tossed high into the air and cut to pieces by well places sniper arms: and there is nothing like a tank operation using a tiger oct oct to destroy enemy tanks and the feeling that comes when a soldier is sent screaming from his blazing tank, only to be mowed down by heavy machine gun fire is such an exquisite feeling. Like when ranks of infantry brandish their bare knees rushing into the enemy line. It moves me deep with in my heart to watch a fresh requite stabbing over and over into the bloated chest of a long dead enemy. The sight of deserter's being strung up from a street lamp is an irresistible pleasure and their is nothing more arousing then the sounds made by prisoners of war dropping like flies, Screaming in agony as they are mowed down by ear piercing snipers. When a band of pitiful resistance fighters make their final stand with nothing but small arms, only to have their city smashed to atoms by 4.4 ton bomb shells... I'm in ecstasy. I love it when my forces are ravaged by a Russian armored division."

"Its so sad to see towns and villages that were spouse to be defined at all costs being laid to waist. Their women and children being raped and killed."
"I'd loved to be squashed under the heel of the British and American war machines, The humiliation as my men crawl around like vermin, ducking the from the arch bombers over head."

"Gentlemen, All I ask for is War. War so grand that it makes hell its self tremble. Gentlemen, i ask you as fellow brothers in arms what is it that you really want?

Do you wish for further war as i do? A merciless bloody war? A war who's fury is built with iron and lighting and fire? Do you ask for war to sweep in like a tempest, Not Even leaving ravens to scavenge from this Earth? "

" Very well, war is what you shall have. We are a clenched fist ready to strike down all who oppose us with our might. But...after enduring over half a century of wallowing in the darkness.. a simple ordinary war will no longer be efficient. WE need a Massive War! A war beyond any mans history as ever known! We are but a single brutallion , the reminisce of a defeated army less then a thousand strong. How ever i believe each of you old warriors is equal to a thousand of their sickly soft children. We represent a force that could easily defeat a army of a million and one men.

It is time for them to awake, The ones that sent us screaming into oblivion who now lay sleeping. Lets drag them out of bed by the hair and remind them of what we are. We will remind them of what it feels like to live in fear. We will remind them of the sounds are jack boots make against their throats."

"we will remind them their are more things between heaven and hell then are dreamt in their philosophy."

"Friends... Lets bring them Hell."

- Major.

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