Dillons Way

“We are a rescue team, not assassins”, we said to Dillon. He was setting us up since Columbia Lybia and other several hot spots, for long getting us dirty. Now he was going to die here in Central America, and he was playing dad, wanting us all to die here with him. Who else do you have?, said Dillon. So he cooked up a coup and dropped us all into it, against a no win situation, with an alien predator. Only Dutch survived, everyone died, in that team.

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