[Casual] Baker Charlie Foxtrot, this is, eh… echo one. We’ve got a few tanks broke down along the contact line. We’ve managed to drag them out of the reds’ artillery range, but they won’t move much further than that, copy.

[Sigh] [Very sarcastic] See Daniels, our job is not thinking out the plan but executing it. I assume from the mighty high peaks of New Orleans this brilliant centerpiece of military strategy all makes sense, and we’re about to roll over the RSA’s defensive line in a day. We’ll be home by Christmas!

[Angry] You tell command to man their own damn line if they want that ridgeline so much! I am not sending my men straight into machine gun fire without armor support. Those red bastards are dug in like ticks, the entire city is a goddamn death trap!