The King of Launch Site 👑💣🚀

In the heart of Rust, where shadows creep, 🌌
Lies Launch Site's throne, where few dare to leap. 🏭
A beast patrols, with a fiery glare, 🔥
The Bradley tank, no mercy to spare. 🚜💥

Its tracks grind steel, its cannons roar, ⚙️💣
Guarding the loot in the bunker’s core. 🛢️📦
Each challenger comes with a bold demand, ⚔️
But Bradley strikes with an iron hand. ✊💥

Through smoke and fire, I made my claim, 💨🔥
With rockets and courage, I entered the game. 🚀🛡️
Explosions lit up the night like a flame, ✨
And now Launch Site whispers my name. 🗣️👑

I am the King, the ruler, the might, 👑🎖️
The master of Bradley, the Lord of the Site. 🏰
The crates unlock, treasures unfold, 🔓💰
Riches of sulfur, HQM, and gold. 🟡✨

But beware, pretenders, who challenge my throne, ⚠️⚔️
For this Launch Site kingdom is mine alone. 🛡️
With turret and rifle, I’ll hold the line, 🔫
This land of Rust is wholly mine. 🌍👑

So tread with care, and know this decree, 📜
The King of Launch Site shall always be me. 💂‍♂️
Bow to my reign, or face my wrath, 🤴🔥
For in Rust’s wild world, I carve the path. 🌟💣

All hail the King! 🛡️🎉