Blue Eagle Mercenary Dossiers

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Opening Foler......Complete
Presenting file......"Bulldog"


BLUE EAGLE MERCENARY COMPANY
             AGENT DOSSIER
      TOP SECRET: AGENT EYES ONLY

NICKNAME: Bulldog
REAL NAME: Oliver Bishop
BIRTHDATE: 1986
BIRTHPLACE: Birmingham
GENDER: Male
AGE: 27
NATIONALITY: British
SKILLSET: Large Pain Tolerance, Bruiser, Quick Thinker, Demolitions Expert
PHYSICAL: Tall, Muscular, Bandaged All Over
MILITARY EXPERIENCE: Former SAS lieutenant, Participated in 18 missions, 7 Commendations
COMMENDATIONS: Military Cross x4, Distinguished Service Cross x3
AGENT RANK: ****



"Bulldog" began his life like any other birminghamer in the 80's, shit education and a Council house. He began his days waking up to his name slandered on his wall "Oliver Bishop sucks dick!" and such insults designed to hurt little boys, never did much to his feelings, just made him hit them more. His dead liked the drink and his mum smoked a lot, he liked to pick them to pieces, telling them what they were doing was wrong, according to what everyone else said anyway, they would just say "It helps to keep you alive." He never understood what they said through his early school years, slowly getting older and smarter, and bigger, towering over most of his friends, some of the lighter and smaller ones climbed on his shoulders for fun. He never had a problem with bullies, they'd take one look at him and run, but his friends were pretty vulnerable. When he entered High school at 14 one of his friends was attacked after school with rocks and bottles, Oliver took most of the hits and got thinking that, maybe he should throw a punch for once.

After the fight he realised something, he could knock most people on their ass with one punch, not many people touched him or his friends after that. After grabbing valuable qualifications from his school years and docile nature he realised that the normal life wasn't for him. He tried all sorts of things that gave him a thrill and a purpose to put his strength too: nothing worked until he found what he needed, purpose. He joined the army and gained a reputation for being the "mobile cover", he endured all of the training exercises and found himself in a good position with the Brass, he was tested in many fields of the infantry focus in the army and finally picked for the Parachute regiment of the British armed forces after many drops in Iraq and bravery behind enemy lines and the ability to lead lower soldiers to the objective, he was given the rank of lieutenant. Eventually he was selected for the SAS, for his endurance and bravery in the Parachute regiment, he committed himself to the hardships four mile walks in 30 minutes, hikes in full gear, 2 mile swims in 90 minutes, but the thing he found easiest was the RTI test, he didn't mind being naked or humiliated, it was just like the writing on the walls.

After many successful operations in the SAS, operations which even know he likes to keep secret, "Bulldog" felt like the thrill was going, no more demolitions or night drops, it was hell, till someone approached him with an offer, Blue Eagle. A PMC of western origin, not only was the pay good but the work was excellent, destabilizing economies in war, supporting a warlord in a civil war, blowing up trucks and railways, it was all fun and games, and the fun had just begun for him. He was being reassigned to a new job, in the newly formed zone, working for a science group of sorts. On the way he met his partner to be "Church" they seemed to get along on their journey, and had no trouble entering the zone, but things didn't go well. The group they had been asked to work for were dead, all they found was rubble and dirt, and thanks to the zones wicked structure, their only way out was destroyed, the chopper went down. Now they get their orders from "shadow" supervisor of Blue eagles operations and the Army colonel in charge of the operations in the zone.