Anonymous ID: aa6b74 Sept. 12, 2020, 12:03 a.m. No.10615037   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5086 >>5170

Shit's bout to go hot at the LAC

 

Indian Ask US Help (Sept 12,2020) China Deploys 50,000 Troops, 150 Jets & Air Missiles to LAC

 

The dispute between India and China took another swing with Beijing reportedly deploying 50,000 Troops along with 150 fighter jets and surface-to-air missiles (SAM) along the Line of Actual Control (LAC).

 

According to Indian defence experts, India is thoroughly prepared to deal with any eventuality, with their armed forces already reinforcing their forward positions in the high-altitude region to counter any new military build-ups from the Chinese, as they look at Beijing to make the first move.

 

11th September, as Indian & Chinese foreign ministers successfully concluded meeting in Moscow, there were reports that the Indian side had highlighted its strong objection at the massing of PLA soldiers and military equipment along the LAC without any credible explanation for the deployment.

Anonymous ID: aa6b74 Sept. 12, 2020, 12:20 a.m. No.10615133   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5379

>>10615095

I like Rush. Let me help.

 

We've got nothing to fear but fear itself

Not pain, not failure, not fatal tragedy?

Not the faulty units in this mad machinery?

Not the broken contacts in emotional chemistry?

With an iron fist in a velvet glove

We are sheltered under the gun

In the glory game on the power train

Thy kingdom's will be done

And the things that we fear are a weapon to be held against us

He's not afraid of your judgment

He knows of horrors worse than your Hell

He's a little bit afraid of dying

But he's a lot more afraid of your lying

And the things that he fears are a weapon to be held against him

Anonymous ID: aa6b74 Sept. 12, 2020, 12:29 a.m. No.10615171   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun   >>5179

A Rush song whose lyrics these Antifags and BLM idiots would not get.

 

Waiting for the winds of change

To sweep the clouds away

Waiting for the rainbow's end

To cast its gold your way

Countless ways

You pass the days

Waiting for someone to call

And turn your world around

Looking for an answer to

The questions you have found

Looking for

An open door

Oh, you don't get something for nothing

You don't get freedom for free

You won't get wise

With the sleep still in your eyes

No matter what your dreams might be

Anonymous ID: aa6b74 Sept. 12, 2020, 12:51 a.m. No.10615315   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

>>10615300

 

The Beatles knewโ€ฆโ€ฆ

 

One, two, three, four, one, two

Let me tell you how it will be

There's one for you, nineteen for me

'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman

Should five per cent appear too small

Be thankful I don't take it all

'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman

If you drive a car, I'll tax the street

If you try to sit, I'll tax your seat

If you get too cold, I'll tax the heat

If you take a walk, I'll tax your feet

'Cause I'm the taxman, yeah, I'm the taxman

Don't ask me what I want it for

(Ah ah, Mr. Wilson)

If you don't want to pay some more

Anonymous ID: aa6b74 Sept. 12, 2020, 1:38 a.m. No.10615586   ๐Ÿ—„๏ธ.is ๐Ÿ”—kun

I'm a midnight rider and I wear my sunglasses at night.

 

I wear my sunglasses at night

So I can, so I can

Watch you weave then breathe your story lines

And I wear my sunglasses at night

So I can, so I can

Keep track of the visions in my eyes