CombatACE: JonathanRL - Viewing Profile

A cry for help, a distant whisper, A foreign nation calling our name, Sent to hell, to reach for heaven, To serve in dark, as light in the black. Sent into battle to aid strangers in need, Gain independence, our forces will lead. Final solution when all others have failed. Liberation is coming our path has been laid. We remember the fields, where our tanks held the line
We remember our brothers in arms. When the war, has been won. And our march home begins.What awaits has not yet been revealed. What was won? what whas lost? Will our deeds be remembered? Are they written on stone or in sand?