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报告翻译问题
Kothac returns, computer repaired, with a mind-set fixed on one thing, locating, and capturing the enemy intelligence and frying any motherf*ckers that get in his way. He battles many foes in his search for the enemy territory, an intruding scout, defeated by a well-placed flare, and quick action from an axetinguisher. He out smarted a heavy, using his compression blast to push him around like a football, and let him burn to death watching him beg for mercy at his feet. Then he arrived at his biggest challenge, a Sentry gun guarding the intelligence. He moves in, charges foward, taking damage, the engineer laughs, confident of his contraption, the rockets fire, kothac quick on his feet, relects these, straight into the engy, reaching the sentry, unguarded, he concentrates his flame, meltying the sentry into a heep of metal. In triumph he destroys the teleporter, dispencer, and claims the intel. Now all thats left is to make it out alive...
Deny thy food and refuse thy sleep;
Oh, if thou wilt only - be but sworn to TF2,
And in return I will wait on you,
For you will be pyro to my medic;
And I'll no longer be a spy.
come back and play tf2,
you know you want to,
its something that you gotta do