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Lance started his chainsaw and cut the trees in half until it fell down, "We will use the controlled burning methods because cutting two kilometers radius of trees is not going to be easy. Even with this method, we still have to cut the tree for about thirteen kilometers instead of thirteen square kilometers, which are better since if we convert it to meters. It will be thirteen thousand meters and thirteen million square meters. Well, we can do this fast, though, since the forest is not that thick."
"So, what I must do in my spare time?" Dima asked in boringness.
"Well, just watch my back, thanks," Lance said as he continued to cut the trees down.
In boringness, Dima sat down on the stone near the trees that Lawrence cut. He Hugged that rifle like the rifle is his girlfriend. Meanwhile, Lance was using his goggles and gas mask to protect himself from the sawdust.
Lance Multicam uniform was covered in a thick layer of sawdust just after cutting down 28 trees. his black hair turned brown from the sawdust.
"mmmm...mmmmh.mmmm," Lance rumbled because of his gas mask.
"Release your gas mask," Dima said.
Lance shook his head in disagreement. He continued to cut down the large tree in front of him. Dima yawned and checked his magazine that was full of Russian 7.62.
Meanwhile, Lance was cutting down the trees. Dima observed the surrounding around him. He saw a big hill and a big shallow river with clear water. He also some wild animals like bears and boars.
"You want some bear meat for dinner?" Dima asked Lance, who was cutting down his 60th tree.
Lance shook his head in disagreement. He continued to cut down the tree. Dima was bored as h.e.l.l to the point where he wants to ride that bear.
All of a sudden, a fluffy orange creatures appeared on top of the tree that Lance cut. He came down and stopped Lance from cutting down the trees.
Lance gave the command to Dima to talk to him. Dima approached him and asked, "Tovarisch, who is this?"
Lance shook his head and continued to cut down the tree. The creature started to talk, "My name is Lorax, and I speak for the trees."
The chainsaw still rumbling and created more sawdust as Lance cut down another tree. "Could you stop cutting down the trees?" Lorax said.
"Sorry, Tovarishch, but my friend here must do this, and he will burn down the forest after this," Dima replied as he walked and followed Lance, who had already done the job halfway.
"Well, that's too bad," Lorax said as he snapped his finger, and Lance was blown away by a sudden shock of wind.
"Holy moly, You Cyka. what have you done to him?" Dima aimed his rifle at Lorax's head, but even before he went to pull the trigger, Lance had already shot him using the Browning pistol that he stored on his hip.
Lorax fell to the ground with a hole on his head. Dima grabbed his bayonet and started to skin him since the skin was very fluffy, and Natalie loves fluffy things.
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Lance threw away his gas mask and put it on his back while still wearing the safety helmet.
"Duh, what a mess," Lance said as he tried to stand up as another blast of wind hit him again and Made him flew away.
"Tovarisch!" Dima said as he tried to scan the direction of the wind attack. But he also flew away from the blast of the wind.
"Dima, we better get out of here, this is not a magic spell," Lance said as he ran away from the forest and firing his AK at all direction to suppress the enemy. Still, another wind blast hit him again, and he flew to the tree trunk.
Both of them ran away from the forest in a zig-zag manner to avoid the wind blast that someone shot at them. However, the tree also fell down thanks to that shock of air. They ran as fast as they could because of the rush of adrenaline.
"Who the blyat is shooting at us?" Dima asked Lance.
"How the h.e.l.l should I know? That's not magic, I can feel it," Lance answered as the beach went closer.
"Tovarisch, you are an interesting person, aren't you?" Dima commented.
However, when they arrived at the beach, another problem was waiting for them. The women were not there to help them, though Lochlan was sitting beside the campfire, which had already turned into burn amber now.
"Hey there, Lance, why the h.e.l.l someone follows you?" Lochlan said as he pointed his hand to the things behind us.
A blue circular robot was flying behind them, and Lance had already his rifle muzzle at him, and both Dima and Lochlan had already grabbed their own GPMG; the PKP Pecheneg and the prototype LWMMG.
It fired again his hand cannon that was attached to his hand, but although the shot hit Lance back, the other managed to put a lot of rounds to the robot and turned it into a hunk of metal. To make sure they put 200 rounds both 7.62x54 and the .338 Norma Magnum to the robot.
The blue face turned into a chunk of high tech metal, and Lance further destroyed it by throwing two thermite grenades at it and turned it into a hunk of metal. After the thermite cooled down, they broke it down into several pieces and threw it at the open sea.
"Duh, now the progress is halted again," Lance rambled as he threw his chainsaw at the ground and looked at the orange-colored skies on the background.
Dima and Lochlan approached disappointed Lance, "Stalingrad isn't rebuilt in one day tovarisch," Dima said.
"America revolution didn't take one day either. Just relax, ok?" Lochlan said as he greeted the women who had finished taking a bath in the nearby river.
"About time you show up," Lance said.
"Well, Lochlan, are the stew done yet?" Melody asked him as she wiped her wet brownish hair with a towel.
"It's all done," He said as he opened the pot that was sitting under the amber of the campfire.
The pot was full of bear meat instead of the shark meat. Apparently, they found a parasite living on the shark, so they just used it as fuel for the campfire, which won't do. Dima, as usual, always grabs the first serving of the soup.
They ate the soup with a beautiful metal bowl that had already washed using clear water from the river. The women picked up about five liters of water from the river. Lochlan grabbed the woods from the sh.o.r.eline and threw it into the campfire.
Lance sipped at the soup, "Tomorrow, could you help cut down the trees in the forest? we have five kilometers to go."
"Sure," Melody, Natalie, and Lochlan replied as for Dima, he will be the one that is guarding their encampment.