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11-09-2006, 08:54 AM
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Excellent. Way to go. Welcome to that elite brotherhood we call paintball tankers!
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11-09-2006, 09:07 AM
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Thanks yall.....it is going to be a fun weekend.....i cant wait to get some tank time under my belt.....
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11-09-2006, 09:17 AM
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Unique, complete. Welcome to the brotherhood:
Whether it storms or snows Whether the sun shines upon us The day burning hot Or the night freezing cold Dusty are our faces But happy we are at heart We're at heart Our tank roars ahead Along with the storm wind With thundering engines Fast as a lightning bolt The enemy engaging Within our armor plates Come on comrades In the battle, all alone We stand all alone That's how we strike deep Into the enemy's ranks When an enemy tank Appears ahead of us Full throttle is given And we close with the foe It's not our life we value For the army of our state Yes army of our state For to die for Germany Is our highest honour With obstacles and tanks The enemy blocks our path We laugh about it And simply pass them by And if we are threatened by guns Hidden in the yellow sand In the yellow sand We find ourselves a path That no one else found And if we are abandoned By that unfaithful luck And if we don't return To our homeland again If a bullet strikes us down If our fate calls upon us Yes our fate upon us Then for us the tank will be In German: A metal grave Ob's stürmt oder schneit, Ob die Sonne uns lacht Der Tag glühend heiß Oder eiskalt die Nacht Bestaubt sind die Gesichter Doch froh ist unser Sinn Ist unser Sinn Es braust unser Panzer Im Sturmwind dahin Mit donnernden Motoren Geschwind wie der Blitz Dem Feinde entgegen Im Panzer geschützt Voraus den Kameraden Im Kampf steh'n wir allein Steh'n wir allein So stoßen wir tief In die feindlichen Reihn Wenn vor uns ein feindliches Heer dann erscheint Wird Vollgas gegeben Und ran an den Feind! Was gilt denn unser Leben Für unsres Reiches Heer? Ja Reiches Heer? Für Deutschland zu sterben Ist uns höchste Ehr. Mit Sperren und Minen Hält der Gegner uns auf Wir lachen darüber Und fahren nicht drauf Und droh'n vor uns Geschütze Versteckt im gelben Sand Im gelben Sand Wir suchen uns Wege Die keiner sonst fand Und läßt uns im Stich Einst das treulose Glück Und kehren wir nicht mehr Zur Heimat zurück Trifft uns die Todeskugel Ruft uns das Schicksal ab Ja Schicksal ab Dann wird uns der Panzer Ein ehernes Grab.
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#45
11-09-2006, 11:51 PM
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looks really good.cant wait to see it sat.
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#46
11-10-2006, 09:50 AM
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Bitchin...
(I'm starting a movement to bring that word back) Nice job Country.. lemme know how many kills u get.
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#47
11-10-2006, 10:37 AM
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Aight here you go guys...
Introducing "BUCKSHOT" 
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