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Oil 20 clicks up coast.

Held by Colonel Killjoy and his boys.

Welcome to hell!

I got orders from upstairs, sir.

I need your assistance.

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Get over here!

Colonel Killjoy had that weird aura around him.

He just knew he wasn't going to get as much as a hickey here.

Ace of spades. Joker's wild.

What the fuck is this?

Sex card. Let Charlie know who did this.

I found this, Ruski, bitch.

Trying to blow up one of my fucking helicopters.

You're looking at top of the line, grade A Russian fucking commie.

Son of a bitch.

Killjoy had a pretty sweet deal for himself.

Every time his men had taken POWs,

he made sure they'd enjoy the catch of the day.

In his own words, he didn't hunt and capture,

but he didn't also eat.

I don't know. Still pretty fucking hairy around here, sir.

Come on, you wanna have fucking sex?

In my outfit, you either fucking have sex or you fight.

What's your answer, boy?

I don't know.

Come on, private.

Come on, you got no fucking balls?

Look at this shit.

Just wait.

I love the taste of Pretang in the morning.

It tastes like...

Victory.

Like that private.

On your knees, bitch.

Yeah, come on.

You know you like that too, huh?

Oh, fucking love it. Love more, huh?

Don't you like it?

No, probably can't take it.

No, this is fucking crazy, man.

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