A Ten Pound Bag
Chapter 73: A Feverish Interlude–II

Copyright© 2020 by Emmeran

Left. Right. Left.

Left. Right. Left.

Whoomph. Whoomph. Whoomph.

F•©king mortars, I hate f•©king mortars.

Where is that f•©king air support, worthless ass fly boys.

Phelan get down you idiot, that’s a tornado

whoomph. Right. whoomph.

Aw f•©k Phelan is down, shooter!!

What the f•©k is a tornado doing here? Mortars during a tornado?

Where the f•©k is Phelan’s face, I can’t find his face.

They shot off his face Doc I can’t find his face.

 
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