Dagger Squad's Gunpowder is quite the buzzkill, looking at the tear-streaked Adler, he cheekily said, "Hey, buddy, you need to make yourself look like a man, or the training camp in Rio de Janeiro will gobble you up.
If you can't tough it out, don't call yourself a P.B. soldier, because you'll disgrace us all..."
Gunpowder gleefully eyed a group of Martyrs' Camp Soldiers, whom he had stirred up, and was about to initiate a wagered challenge, hoping to fill his slim wallet, when he suddenly felt a tight grip on his arms...
Turning around, he saw several burly B Team members holding him, while the short and sturdy Gunpowder struggled mightily, yelling, "What do you want to do...
Ah..."
Feeling a hand grab his balls, Gunpowder turned his head in pain...
"FUCK, Hemostat, you crazy woman, let go of me..."
The Hellhounds initially wanted to help, but seeing Hemostat's stance, they immediately smelled the scent of drama...
