Search and rescue (a story from a universe I'm making rn(ironclad))

Coolcowboy

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early Pirate era

"It's been a month since the battle, me, Ron, and Bible are tryna survive, we've been using our tank as a shelter to the weather. We called out for a search and rescued but we got no response, I'll keep trying every day." "Stop talking to yourself you rat bastard!" "Hell nah!" "It's been a month and a half since the battle, this isn't as bad as the rust wars but it still sucks, we're running low on what we got to eat, radio's still got no response on it." "Stop talking to yourself before ya go crazy." "Brothers I have found more war machine parts, I have also finished laying the dead and their funerals have been done. For may these soldiers be brought to the father, the almighty merciful god, into his arms and his kingdom." "Except for those rat bastards that we fought." "Hell yeah." "Brothers we shouldn't wish this upon who we have slaughtered." "It's been a full 2 months now, Ron introduced his teeth to the back of his brain. Bible's been praying a lot more it seems to be working because I'm feeling fine." "Hello? This is NP-5566 of search and rescue, we got your messages and are inbound." "Hell yeah! 5 months later and we're finally saved, thank god! BIBLE! BIBLE! We're saved! Bible where the hell are you holy man we're saved! Oh god. He's been dead a while, I just never checked up on him. FUCK!" "Where are you?" "Here! Here! What the hell? OH SHIT!" "Too bad you got me." "Please god no, I thought you were here to save us." "Too bad."
 
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