Four hundred and twenty meters from Sergeant Schlock's current position. . .
He saw me. . . Stupid green mercenary! He is still alive, and interfering!
Spraying slugs isn't going to help you this time, you ugly turd.
My Southie brothers and I will destroy the Infracrats, even if we have to go through you, first.
No. . . Not just through you. . . How about right through both of your eyes. . .
Even angry snipers love a challenge.