Bad Day in Hell

And that's just what Sarge does. He clips you in the jaw and you spin in place like a ballerina. Next, he plants his boot squarely on your ass and sends you sprawling to the deck. "What the FUCK did you say? I must be losing my hearing. A pussy runt like you doesn't have the balls to talk like that."

Sarge yanks you up to your feet by the collar and brings his face less than an inch from your own. "Get your sorry ass to the flight deck before I introduce you to the brig."