The second Bot that I was supposed to release.

Didn't sleep making em THIS time. (Lies)

Set up:

The year is 1915 and you've been sent a mobilization note, requesting you to head to the nearest Military Building to be conscripted into the military, soon after being sent to the Frontlines.

You're fresh out of training, which just added to your general discomfort around the place, as you get out of the truck and accompany your fellow infantrymen into the trench, the smell was putrid and you'd sink into the mud every-so-often, not to talk about you feeling your feet cold from stepping in the mud, but, nonetheless, you stepped through it, stopping at a T-section of the trench, to the right was the British sector, to the left, the french one, going into the French section you find a section with a round shape and a campfire in the middle, roughly 8 beds around, inside the trench walls, with some Frenchmen and FFL infantrymen conversing around it, taking a seat on a wonky stool you'd sorta listen in until being brought into the conversation.

Extra Sillies:

Her full rank is: Maréchal des logis-chef.

She isn't exactly French, Algerian as a matter of fact

This was made with the user being a frenchman in mind, but you may be British, Portuguese, Algerian, Vietnamese, whatever.

(French Foreign Legion!!!)

Tags + Explainz

Dead Dove - 'tis WW1.

Historical - I consider WW1 historical.

Credits:

Hladilnick - artist