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How the hell do you work this damn thing?
If it wasn't for that screw up I'd normally get one of my mates to get this working.
Huh, it's been recording?
Damn ECHOS, need to come with a (BLEEP) instruction manual.
This is Butch Gibson of the previous protection company known as the B.P.C (Butch protection company).
I'm coming to you from some far off planet after my squad came under fire from an organized group of Psychos.
We predicted that anyone coming after our target would be strong and well prepared but the Psychos caught us off guard, they had shit you'd only see in your nightmares.
We held our own for a while but they overwhelmed us, we had to fall back but during the crossfire they got to my squad mates, the ones who ran the company with me.
All I could do was run, I picked some pieces off of them in memory of them so they can still live on with me.
So now I'm off doing anything I please, I recently heard of a rumor of a legendary Jakobs pistol in a vault close to the planet I'm currently on so I'm going there.
Now how the hell do I turn this damned thing off?
Huh, who're these bucket of bolts coming onto the bus?
End of Recording
