A solider, then a mercenary. The Chargers were Bull's company. We hired out, acted more like shock troops than an army, few enough of us that we were always up in each other's business. I've seen some gory injuries and the equally gory treatments for them. The way all of you do it is downright humane.
You have to tell me about the alien invasion.
Why don't I come to you? I'll steal a drink from the tavern for us. Bull usually hangs around there at night and we'll never get to talk properly if he's around (although you would learn 101 ways to make fun of my name, which is funny and all, but I'd rather not embarrass myself in front of you this early).