Mack

The Jungles of Vietnam, Rutgers.

The Executioner

Stony Man Farm, Phoenix Force, Able Team, Soldiers of Barrabas, Golden Eagle

Destroying Mafia or "Cosa Nostra" organizations in America and abroad, singlehandedly dispatching terrorist madmen with the swift judgement only a parabellum slug from my .44 Automag can provide, ending child slaverly

the care and cleaning manual for my AAR30

Down Periscope

No time for music now.

MASH

I'm a tall man, with black hair, a muscled chest, and dark blue eyes of cold steel. There's a bit of humanity in those eyes, somewhere. But the last person who could find it was my darling April Rose. And she's gone now.

I want to meet people committed to ridding the world of evil, and who are willing to make the sacrifices that must be made so that the good people can live the lives they deserve. The sacrifices I've made are uncountable, I know that. But I wouldn't go back in time and eliminate any struggle I've faced or torture I've endured if it meant risking the well-being of any who have yet to be tainted by the pervasive evil of the Mafia and also terrorists. Keep rolling.