Character: Bobby Daly

Recon spotted "Leather Coat" for the smelter to the North-East. I could drop you off South of the point. You must find it and capture.
To catch this monster? I don't want to let me in your cloak!
- Look, as if he's not attracted, Hiking.
- You think I'm gay?!
Don't call him a fag, sir.

- What General this "Cape" will not be sent to hell?
- It is unnecessary. The General has sent us - we will understand.
- And it would be nice to hear, "Come on dick, Lord Leather Coat". Ha!
- Here we get to it, show this creature as people to skin and human flesh to eat. So be it!

What's for dinner?
- The same as yesterday. It is possible, but the taste is shit.
- That's why your breath stinks!

- It's time to earn a medal! Spoiling for a fight, guys?
- Yes, sir! All! Willing to free local!
Boom! Oh, Yes! Ready?
- I'm always ready, brother!

Here, in the Boa, generally a mess. Ethnic chistki, skin people skinned.
The horror!
- Nothing on the right. Heads up, guys! The time has come.

- How was your trip, sir?
The other night, he looked exhausted, but don't worry. Nothing, mate, we'll sort you feeling.
- Thank you, sir.
"Sir"? Look, we're both sergeants. Call me by name, that's all. My name is Morgan Duvall, this - corporal Hiking...
- Hello, sir!
- ... lance corporal Tyr...
- Good morning, sir!
- ... and we call it "the Strap".
- Is it because I'm skinny!
- As the strap, sir. You have the armor slide, let me help you?

- How are you, buddy? You look amazing! Even jealous, how cool.
- Today we are fighting on the top of the world! It has numerous types that you could not imagine. A good day for you!
- Yes, faster you! Even as late... as I do not know who! Late, in General!..