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| ex-Chief Commander of the 101st Airborne Division
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| My Story.
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| I was born in Costa Rica, then I moved into Cuba, where I received Military Training. After a few years of serving communist Cuba, I was taken in prisoner by the government for not following and insulting the Idea of cimmunism. Five years later I was able to escape the prison and then i headed to Miami, Florida. I was taken in as a political refugee and given a green card. After a few years of living at the US i got married with the woman of my dreams. A year after my marriage i enlisted in the army, in the Airborne Infantry. Then i saw the ad of the 101st Airborne Division requesting for help, so i decided to help em out. I was dropped the day 4 of October 2006 at exactly 3:42 AM. I jumped from the plane with a few comrades and we deployed our parachutes, unfortunately we got separated during the drop. The place was empty, but the buildings were messed, i counted 24 bodies outside a police department, then suddenly a few of them got up and started charging toward me, so i took my shotgun and kill them, the lights of the PD were on, i knocked on the door to find 13 soldiers pointing their guns towards me, i yelled: dont worry im alive!!. I heard as they removed some things that were blocking the door and opened up and let me in. Since then i have been living in any building I found empty and safe, shooting dead ppl for a living.
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| ==disclaimer==
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| um.. all of these is fiction, any related thing or w/e is tottaly fictional and not on purpose xD
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