He looks over his shoulder and nods slowly, slipping the first harpoon into the gun. He reaches out a hand, grinning darkly. "Right! Gimme a power line, mate. I'm General Baz, by the way. Commanding Officer of 404 Rat Commando, Royal Marines."<br/><br/>He grins. "I'm a war-'ero. I got more medals than I know what to do with... what a way to go, eh? Devoured by the fucking Kraken..."