[Crazyboy]

Looking around at the pretty landscape of yet another world, Corporal Richard Sharpe started whistling to himself a random song. His squad was apparently going to hang back at the moment, while the other squads delt with any enemy infantry, before they advanced. While this wasn't really all that big a problem, it did mean that he would have to sit around doing little for a while, and Sharpe really did want to use his shiny new rocket-launcher already (his old one having met with an unfortunate end when it was used to beat the crap out of some unlucky soldiers on the last planet Sharpe had a fight on).