Louis Jeffery Robbins
"You know what I feel when I target one of those yellow bastards, son? Mother fucking recoil."
As a verteran of two wars, Robbins doesn’t care much for the average joe- He’s lazy, can’t understand or follow orders, and can’t shoot worth a “god-damn”. He has found a few “comrades” in Makedewa with his own interests, most of them are regulars at Robbin’s Rifles.