Head: Ripper v2
Torso: Roadblock v9
Upper Arms/Waist/Legs: Grunt v5
Lower Arms: Big Brawler v3

Instructor's Baton: Custom

Codename: Sgt. Slaughter
Filename: (Classifed, "Top Secret")
Service Number: 817-76-981
Primary Military Specialty: Infantry/Drill Instructor
Secondary Military Specialty: Survival Trainer/Armor Operator
Rank: E-7 (USMC Sergeant)
Birthplace: Parris Island, North Carolina

Bio: All the Joes are super tough and they've been through the roughest, most grueling training to become the world's most skilled specialists. It takes a master of drill-training to weld stiff-necked tenderfoot Americans into the most stout and honorable positions in the Mobile Strike Force. That master and heavy-duty headman is none other than Sgt. Slaughter - the extremest in rough and tumble fun. Most boots would rather dive for apples in the grease trap than cross the Sarge.

Sgt. Slaughter thinks it's his personal mission to kick the butt of every boot that wants to be a Marine. The guy can drill trainees seventy-two hours straight before he breaks a sweat. His favorite pasttime is marching up and down the boys' backs as they do finger pushups in the mud and spewing brutal verbalities. He's been known to drive tanks through enemy fortresses rather than blow them up simply because it's more fun. Everything and everywhere is a battlefield to Sgt. Slaughter.

"They say he eats nails and spits out dum-dum bullets. They say he cleans his teeth with barbed wire, brushes his hair with a rat-tail file and shaves with a blowtorch. They say he cut his teeth on a bogey wheel from a Patton tank and that his first words were 'Semper Fi!" They say that when the Sarge dresses down a boot in Camp LeJeune, the recruits cringe all the way to Pendleton. They say he can blow a month's pay in Thule, Greenland. Of course, 'Jarheads' are prone to exaggeration. We all know it's impossible to blow a month's pay in Thule, Greenland." -- Sgt. Wayne Sneeden, codename: "Beachhead."