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A moment to witness …
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Dora-the-Kid and Dora-nikov assembled the Tom and Jerry gang. They knew what was waiting for them, and so they made their words.
"Boys, we will go out and clean entire of the city from the s*ts those Gaddafi's Green soldiers are doing."
"Then how the hell we can?" Butch wondered with a MG: "What should we do first? Second? Third?"
"I doubt it. Have we had a direct plan to solve?" Jerry also asked seriously.
"Just get out and then we will finish them." Kid squeezed: "Listen to me! We will deal with them all! GET OUT AND FIGHT!"
"Then, when will we start?" Tom marked his tone: "When?"
All of them looked into Kid, and Dora-the-Kid just had their voices for them to speak about …
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"Let's run to them boys!" Kid took his measures!
To them, their jobs had begun and its involvement, burnt in fire. They put up guns, and they soon jumped out. Quick enough, Dora-the-Kid, Dora-nikov, Tom, Jerry, Butch and Spike all created sense. They walked out from the mansion, and quick enough, they spoke:
"God! Nation! KNIGHT! Let's butcher them all!"
And so, they ran into the street …
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"BLAM! BLAM! BLAM! BLAM!"
Gunshots came into the sky. Tom truly opened the fires and all the heats went upon. Quick enough, they drove their cars, and they soon battled Gaddafi loyalists with assists from Government's soldiers. They fired and headed high ground. Looking to all who wore anything green with armed guns. It was an insurgency.
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Again, Kid and Nikov issued that Gaddafi loyalists thought it was an Intifada and that they were fighting the new regime. Their gunfires, they blasted up, they made it turned into a star field. Holy God!
They blew up everything in the sky first. Their pistols blasted into several streets while they kept booming out. They fired its pistols into the enemy's positions.
Gunning, battling, burning, bombing. Everything turned into chaos. Kid looked into a man who had been known as Gaddafi loyalist with an AK gun. He wasn't hesitated to shoot him.
Nikov even drank his chilis to burn down the ground of suspected Gaddafi loyalists. Their fires, they burnt and they showed no fear, demanding only fires. They shot into everything they knew over and over, again. Mostly, aiming on those green army.
Their business wasn't simple, but they, two were experienced, four were energetic, they combined pretty well. Fighting, fighting, and fighting continued.
"BOOM!"
The others were busy on hiding, they didn't want to be focused on and on. They hated to be on target overall.
Kiddo and Nikov were rocking it. They kept firing and blowing himself on it. Fearless, they remained as the toughest on fighting the Gaddafi's uprising, which was helpful for the military of Libya.
They kept moving through and through the streets, although they didn't even read the name of these streets. They managed to stun everything around them. They danced with guns and they drove further by conquering several buildings that occupied by the rebels before.
It was a risky but also an all-done job. They kept burning all the conflict with full strength. While they had not detected the other kids, their blasting moment was fully fantastic.
As such, some Libyan Generals praised their efforts. They just gave a little response:
"We shall have beers."
And so, they kept on …
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The uprising was soon contained after an hour in fighting. What a shock. They had been fighting like this for at least an hour …