-0.20El-Bee Leblanc
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Combat Record
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Combat profile
How they fight, with whom and against whom — last 90 days
Activity
What they fly and where they fight
Career
Corporations flown for, most recent first
The Island of Misfit ToysSince Thursday, 30 September 2021
Federal Navy AcademySince Thursday, 30 September 2021
Wormhole Sterilization CrewSince Thursday, 7 March 2019
The ScopeSince Thursday, 7 March 2019
Backwater ReduxSince Wednesday, 7 September 2016
Aideron RoboticsSince Saturday, 30 May 2015
xX-Crusaders-XxSince Monday, 20 October 2014
Raven AccordSince Tuesday, 23 July 2013
Crimson RavensSince Thursday, 9 May 2013
Estel Arador Corp ServicesSince Wednesday, 8 May 2013
Crimson Ravens TalonsSince Tuesday, 12 March 2013
In-game bio
Infantry
We had been trained.
People pick the army – they become mechanics, water-supply specialists, cooks, clerks – but the infantry
is different.
The Infantry picks the men: men who do poorly in math, excel at athletics, drink a lot, love their mothers, fear their fathers;
Men who have something to prove or feel they have already proven it all.
We are both proud and ashamed of what we are.
The stepchildren of the Army,
Infantrymen are like guard dogs at the rich man's house.
When people come to visit, the media, the USO, they lock us in the garage and tell us
not to bark,
but when night falls and there is noise outside, everyone is glad we're there.
Excerpt from "The Last True Story I'll Ever Tell" By John Crawford
I love the infantry because they are the underdogs. They are the mud-rain-frost-and-wind boys. They have no comforts, and they even learn to live without the necessities. And in the end they are the guys that wars can't be won without. -- Ernie Pyle
Canes Decidentes
Z-S Overview SaraShawa-Overview
Bill Barilko disappeared that summer
He was on a fishing trip
The last goal he ever scored
Won the Leafs the cup
They didn't win another 'til nineteen-sixty-two
The year he was discovered
I stole this from a hockey card
I keep tucked up under
My fifty-mission cap
I worked it in
I worked it in to look like that
It's my fifty-mission cap
It's his fifty-mission cap
And I worked it in (worked it in)
I worked it in
And I worked it in to look like that
And I worked it in to look like that
We had been trained.
People pick the army – they become mechanics, water-supply specialists, cooks, clerks – but the infantry
is different.
The Infantry picks the men: men who do poorly in math, excel at athletics, drink a lot, love their mothers, fear their fathers;
Men who have something to prove or feel they have already proven it all.
We are both proud and ashamed of what we are.
The stepchildren of the Army,
Infantrymen are like guard dogs at the rich man's house.
When people come to visit, the media, the USO, they lock us in the garage and tell us
not to bark,
but when night falls and there is noise outside, everyone is glad we're there.
Excerpt from "The Last True Story I'll Ever Tell" By John Crawford
I love the infantry because they are the underdogs. They are the mud-rain-frost-and-wind boys. They have no comforts, and they even learn to live without the necessities. And in the end they are the guys that wars can't be won without. -- Ernie Pyle
Canes Decidentes
Z-S Overview SaraShawa-Overview
Bill Barilko disappeared that summer
He was on a fishing trip
The last goal he ever scored
Won the Leafs the cup
They didn't win another 'til nineteen-sixty-two
The year he was discovered
I stole this from a hockey card
I keep tucked up under
My fifty-mission cap
I worked it in
I worked it in to look like that
It's my fifty-mission cap
It's his fifty-mission cap
And I worked it in (worked it in)
I worked it in
And I worked it in to look like that
And I worked it in to look like that