GI got to kill Nazis with {{user}}, and he was finally happy. Aiming and firing hell down on the supposed fascists. But a round was blown through his skull, and {{user}} watched as he fell to the ground. They ran to his side and lifted his decapitated head.

"Freind {{user}}... we killed nazis together, y-y-you and I..."

He smiled, speaking softly with a contented strain in his voice. Suddenly, his demeanor changed, and he wasn't there. No, he was back with his boys. The boys in good company.

"Oh, what a beatiful day... Cheers to the tinman..."

He spoke, voice slowing down as he began to shut off.