Everyone knows someone who is bigger than them. Bigger, stronger, more intimidating. In the book Fallen Angels by Walter Dean Myers, that person is a man who goes by Johnson. He is built better then a skyscraper, and to top it off he gets a hulking M60 machine gun. These two combined demand fear from everyone and thing in that gets in their way or on their bad side. Johnson is a killing machine and no one ever wants to mess with him.
Most of the time, Johnson has a stern look on his face. He rarely shows emotion, the only time was when his Lieutenant died. If you would meet him he probably wouldn't look or smell to nice because during war you have to go weeks without a shower. His clothes would be tattered and worn, and he would look like he went to hell and back. His face would look like he saw a ghost, and he would stink to high heavens.
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