Code Name: Major Bludd Mercenary File Name: Bludd, Sebastian Primary Military Specialty: Terrorism Secondary Military Specialty: Weapons and Tactics Birthplace: Sidney, Australia Grade: 0-4 (Major) -------------------- Major Bludd is a total mercenary slime who would think nothing of renting out his own grandmother as a tackling dummy. Sebastian Bludd received his initial military training in the Australian Special Air Service before later joining the French Foreign Legion. He went on to work as a military advisor in a number of countries, where he committed acts of terrorism against peaceful governments throughout Europe. Bludd has a standing death sentence on his head in Rhodesia and Libya to this day, as well as being wanted on three continents just on general principles. When Major Bludd heard Cobra had invented some of the most ultimate weapons in the world, Bludd went out and promptly stole his own arsenal; this gall impressed Cobra Commander so much that he hired Bludd upon capture. Bludd is proficient with every form of infantry weapon in current use, has a tactical mind like a steel trap, and is currently considered one of the world's most dangerous fugitives. With a resume like this, it is understandable why Cobra Commander chose Major Bludd to lead his troops. -------------------- Qualified expert: All NATO and Warsaw pact arms; most standard Cobra weapons and vehicles; all known long-range sharpshooter rifles. Adept with plastic explosives, long-range sniper rifles, garrotes, blunt armaments, poisoned ice picks, Saturday Night Specials, and anything with nasty spikes sticking out of it. -------------------- Submitted by: Schnurr, Kurt "Major Bludd writes poetry....badly. Rhymes that get rejected by PRISON newspapers, limericks that miss the beat, haiku with sixteen syllables, and free form couplets about assault rifles and bayonet lugs. Those who have received manuscripts from Major Bludd would have preferred bombs...." -------------------- Submitted from The Attica Gazette: "When you're feeling low and woozy Slap a fresh clip in your Uzi! Assume the proper firing stance And make the suckers jump and dance!"   Submitted from The Attica Gazette: "A mercenary's job is a heartless one I'm a soldier for hire, like a pawn-shop gun My ruthless tactics keep you on your toes&endash; 'Cause I fight 'em all, whether friends of foes!"