"Thet's noo ordnary Rabbit, it's the mos foul, crul, bad timpred Rodent!" R4 Sitreps

[Tide1]

Heavy Metal Thunder Tide1 vs Der Stuber

Cpt. Tide1 sits by the command radio in the Wolvarine listening to the chatter. It seems the Brits in the north are in a bit of trouble but not to worry things will sort themselves out. Cpt. Tide1 knew that in Brit speak that means they had thier ass's handed to them in a large and painful way. He gets on the battalion net and asks for permision to pay the cousins a visit. With permission granted Cpt. Tide1 orders his mixed company to prepare for the road march. He looks around and spots Pvt. Mitchell stowing the new case of JB onto the Wolvarine, good man that Mitchell I think I'll promote him soon. He tells the Pvt. to join him in the turret of the Wolvarine and to bring a fresh bottle with him. We'll be going to meet some gentlemen of culture Pvt. if any are still alive that is.
COMPANY MOVEOUT!!!