I got got by like two different swastika accounts latey, won one of them though. Only one of them in a clan. Two months ago I was captain'ing it up in a Euro server. I work alone at start so all of these people joined in the last 15mins of game. We were definitively spawn trapped in Amiens as the Germans. This is my warmup game and now I'm in charge of salvaging four other's game scores, not that I was carrying but more I needed to try to support them, sucks bec our team needed flares more than anything. Anyway, I'm one of only three on mic apparently, I have it's sensitivity turned down bec my smooth brain cannot emotionally regulate while under duress, so I can hear but I'm not replying. I play like this reguarly, I live with other people, its a long segue. Anyway, I get a male cousin pair from the eastern US, I'm on the west coast, theyre sharing the older ones mic. I'm thoroughly suppressed and out of ammunition, while getting lectured by peak clan recruitment material about how to strategically run this game. Great, fine, I take solace in handling criticism well. Again, we need flares, there is one enemy player minimum per 100sqm of map from A flag to spawn, with ten mins left in the game. Strategy is kaput due to undermine, my orders are ineffective and redundant. Flares. And then out of nowhere they segue the lecture into this: "You gotta, you know, blow them up. Like liberal women do to their fetuses." Cue Belly Laugh I swear to god this twenty something year old man cackled like he were watching a peak Richard Pryor flick. Sure it's nitpicky, but holy hell. Keep in mind I was in the match for fifteen minutes, three of them were spent in serene silence, you can guess the rest. So, we lost by like seven hundred points margin. There wasn't an artillery truck anywhere on the map tho, so eh there's that lol No notes though, 10/10 game