In the Continental Army, soldiers spend a lot of time together. You bunk together, you wake together, you drill together, you march together, you eat together, and you work together. You become family.

While fighting on the Front Rank, anything can happen. The soldier to your right, left, or both may fall. You do not have time to process it. As the smell of sulfur fills every breath, the smoke swallows the battlefield, hiding the invisible storm of lead racing through the air. There is no time to stop. You must fire or be fired on. You must stay the course, remember what we are fighting for. Give me Liberty or Give Me Death!