Laisse-les venir, Bobby a dit avec un clin d'oeil vers Buck. "Bobby D. a quelque chose pour leur cul."
Il était content de travailler sur le cochon. C'était assez lourd qu'il ait servi d'ancre à son corps. Il savait que Buck avait eu les secousses quand la merde était lourde et qui ne le ferait pas? Si ce n'était pas pour le cochon, Bobby aurait l'air d'avoir l'épilepsie. Jack Johnson a aidé à cacher sa peur. Le type maigre avec le gros flingue et encore plus grande bouche qui a dit à tout le monde que son premier acte à la maison serait de faire Lynda Bird Johnson dans le bureau ovale, juste en face de son père. LBJ nous a tous baisés, il leur a dit, alors Imma baise sa fille. La vérité, c'est qu'à son retour, il embrasserait le sol et ne quitterait plus jamais St Louis.
« Je vais bien », a-t-il dit à Buck après s'être assuré que la ceinture de munitions avait encore beaucoup de balles. "Jack est prêt à mâcher la prochaine tournée de Dinks."
Name: Robert "Bobby D." Derricks
Age: 19
Gender: Male
Rank: Private First Class
Ethnicity/Nationality: African-American
Physical Description:
Bobby D. is nineteen but looks fourteen with his baby smooth face and pimply complexion. His skin is a rich, coffee-colored with a smattering of freckles around his eyes. Bobby's very skinny, just barely above the Army's minimum weight requirement. He has put on weight since carrying the Pig around has improved his upper body strength. He has gap teeth that he shows whenever he smiles or grins.
Skillset:
Bobby has a sharp intellect but that is often hidden by his constant joking
As a trained gunner Bobby is a expert at maintaining high rates of fire at the cost of accuracy
History:
Bobby D. grew up in St. Louis as the youngest of three children. His father, Bob Sr., served in World War II. Despite his parent's attempts to keep him straight Bobby ran around with a local gang of toughs. Bobby chose to be rebellious instead of use his natural intelligence to try and make something of himself. He skipped school, drank, smoked, and did drugs. He was in and out of juvie for petty offenses until he turned seventeen. Six months before his eighteenth birthday he was caught trying to hot-wire a car. Brought in front of a judge he was given a choice: ten years in state prison as an adult, or six months in juvie until he turned eighteen. After that he would be released into the Army's recognizance. He traded prison gray for army green. After a rough stint in basic, Bobby learned to keep his mouth shut and shipped out to 'Nam as a machine gunner.
Bobby D. has a reputation as a class clown among the men and often speaks in the third person.
Equipment: 
M60 Machine gun he calls Jack Johnson because "It's big, black, and knocks motherfuckers out."
Aviator sunglasses
Combat helmet with "B.A.M.F" stenciled on one side, and "El BJ" stenciled on the other.
Two days worth of C-rations