Twice Thou eviscerates any and all adversaries in his Kill Box, where every man dies from a kill shot. When it's zero dark 30, he's up before the rooster, with a Ruger 57, clip longer than a ruler. Submachine's with red beams and night vision, mini missiles, assault pistols, you'll die missin'. It's still hell up in Boston, better tell yo momma get to pickin' out a coffin!