Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-25405125-20150405035918/@comment-23603505-20150609050614

Bonaheart sees the firey destruction. "Rest at peace comrades" He pulled out a telecommunicator. "Air power, calling in air support" Within minutes a harsh bombardment of Napalm fall over the emeny squadron. Bonahearted away from the sight wishing he hadn't did that but that was the way of war.