Snippet #828630

Virgil sat quietly in the jeep as the soldier talked to him, as he nodded slowly to each statement. Then he looked over to the GPS-like device, seeing all the red bleeps. "Oh, goody. They like us." He said with a frown.

The soldier asked him if he could operate a .50 caliber machine gun. "Are you kidding? This is a good memory to me! A FANTASTIC memory! He turned around in his seet, and hopped over the boundry between the seats and the machine gun. He checked it completely, and pulled the bolt back agressively with a loud "Chank".
"Let's rock these fuckers!" Virgil roared, pulling the dual triggers on the machine gun, causing the gun to light up with gunfire, each round booming like a cannon. Virgil opened fire upon the fire vehicle closest to them. The troops in the vehicle near explosded into bits of meat as the fifty caliber ripped into them. The vehicle also took to bits of shrapnell as it was peppered by the machine gun.

"HEEELLLL YES! That is what I'm talking about!" Virgil screamed at the top of his lungs, as he swung his weight, aiming the machine gun in it's next target: the next vehicle. "Eat this, you BASTARDS!" He cried again as the barrel again came to life with gunfire, spitting out high-caliber death at the next car. And again the target he aimed at was quickly reduced to bits of meat and chunks of metal. He repeated the process a few more time, each time with the same result. Bullets wizzed by him, causing his mind to race. Adreniline pumped through his body, and he was experiencing a combat high.... Once all of the targets had been disengaged, he pumped his arm in the air a few times. "That is how it is DONE!" he slung his head around wildly.

"Alright...that's what I'm talking about!" He said looking around, before smiling down to Leon, as they drove high speed through the streets. "So! Leon! How long you been in service?" he yelled over the hum of the engine as they raced down the road.