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Skinner    421

*Just before dawn, a small UN detachment is standing guard outside the Altar Radio station. After adjusting some knobs, inserting a cassette tape and pressing a button, Private Spooner looks through the recording booth window and points at Lieutenant Ripley, Lieutenant Daurnov and Private Kelmer who are huddled around a microphone.

At 6AM as the glow of the sun begins to peek over the horizon, the sleepy silence is shattered by an annoying tune suddenly blasting from your radio*

[mp3]http://puu.sh/rI1Tw/9760a89e8f.mp3[/mp3]

*After receiving a thumbs up confirmation from Lieutenant Ripley, Spooner enters some data into the recording equipment and sets it to loop. Satisfied, the UN regroup outside the door and march back to Forward Operating Base India Echo.

The message then repeats itself in Russian, Chernarussian, Chinese, Spanish, English, and French with the same cheesy music. It repeats itself every hour on the hour, all day and all night.*

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Mack hears the cheesy music and it stirs him awake. He writhes in pain, his ears virtually bleeding from the screeching of the men's voices over the radio. After cursing at the top of his lungs while kicking his legs and slamming his arms against the wooden floor he was sleeping on, he finally finds his radio in the darkness. After the message is over, he takes a deep inhale and presses down the PTT.

"Copy that, boss."

He releases the PTT and hurls his radio into the window, causing the window to explode into a million pieces as the radio flew outside into the grass. He swears again under his breath and jogs outside to grab the radio, somehow still working.

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Joffrey    712

*Andy nods vigorously and is extremely proud of his mens propaganda efforts. UN Korea is best Korea he thinks to himself*

"Fuck yeah! Go U.N.! "

*He sets down the radio and starts sobbing tears of joy.*

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-snip-

*Ace listens in on the broadcast after taking a nice jog alongside the coast, takes his radio from his pocket and holds down the PTT to speak what was on his mind at the time*

Well... I guess you guys aren't the bad guys I met a sergeant davrosk-ehhh; Fuck I can't seem to remember how his name would be pronounced but anyways I thought he was going to put a bullet in my head yet he didn't just gave me a lecture and it was a small misunderstanding besides that what the hell are you guys actually doing here? Besides being the U.N and helping the "human race" what do you wish to achieve in this barren shithole of a country?

*Ace lets go of the PTT and decides to go for another jog*

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Darren is sitting by his fire as toxic gas comes from the plastics he put inside the fire. He hears the transmission and the whole time he only listens to one voice, it's almost as if the voice is hypnotising him. He holds down the PTT.

"That man... oh... that man with the deep voice! Who is he? H-He sounds... amazing... Don't worry... heh... I won't 'interrupt' UN business..."

He releases the PTT and rests his head against the wall he's sitting next to. He smiles, closes his eyes and begins to think about... stuff.

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:: Jason hears the message, and decides to respond. His voice would sound dragged out and Midwestern ::

Well even if you say you ain't bad.. I'm still gonna be warry around y'all.. I'll judge you when we meet.. UN folk...

:: He sets down the radio, and lights a cigarette, taking a drag ::

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GrimTheGreat    15

Walker overhears the chatter of a 'UN' broadcast on his radio, after a second of bewilderment he raises the radio up and presses the PTT button.

"Alrighty, sounds like we got us some socialists and pro-commies in Chernarusm just kidd'n. I saw some of ya'll back at ole Camp Hope when it was still there, pretty neat organization. In all honesty the only reason I ain't spitting satan's chew is cause I know for a fact there ain't no got'dang Red Chinese Communists in the UN, yep did my homework."

Walker pauses as he hears the broadcast loop, but this time in Chinese.

"YOU BUNCH OF FUCKING COMMIES!"

Walker takes a roll of duck tape and rolls the PTT down. After throwing the radio down and pulling out his Magnum he angrily begins yelling.

"I DON'T FUCKING SPEAK COMMUNIST!"

The first shot can be heard clearly but the second disabled the radio, the third, fourth, fifth, and sixth were for fun.

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Abu Muhammad    89

*As the broadcast stars he Ronny pulls the radio out of his bag and listens, after the broadcast ends, he hits the PTT button*

"Damn straight, I didn't like the UN before they saved my fuckin' life, for those of you who still haven't met them, they ain't a bunch of chooches, they saved me and my boy Vinny's life, they are good people.

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jakeGodwin    0

*Vladimir suddenly sits up from his chair, the loud noise almost making him fall off*

radi trakhayetsya!

*He sits back in his chair and closes his eyes*

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Sam Fields    153

*The PTT is pressed, a thick French accent is heard*

"Dieu merci!"

*The elated voice turns into determined, quick speech*

"I 'ave been trying to contact ze presence force in ze small Gorka town pour over a week... Zere 'as been little success, no? I am wounded, in need of- 'ow you say- ... proper medical attention... Pozzibly I can get it from your field medic zat I met?"

*The man coughs down radio, spitting*

"I am Sergent Samuel Delacroix, du le de l'unité française des Nations Unies- Unit Alpha one three six. We ver tasked with securing Severograd, containing and eradicating ze infection en route. But... when we 'eard zat Berezino 'ad fallen... *The man's voice turns hoarse* it took a lot out of us to keep moving forward. Severograd 'ad polluted et... un-suitable water aquifers. It was a wasted journey. Poor planning, I vould say."

"I lost contact with my unit over 2 months ago... maybe zey 'ave got in contact with yourselves, no? Ezer way... It would mean a great deal to get some, 'ow you say, proper sleep. I shall 'ead back to zis town and 'opefully see youz there..."

*The voice is faint now*

"s'il vous plaît, Dieu... tu dois me aider maintenant..."

*The PTT is released, the radio pushed to Samuel's brow*

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