The last thing I need to re-introduce in this chapter? Jacob kills people. He’s a bit guilty about it, but he’s very good and very professional.
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Jacob: I'm guessing you're the project liaison. Got any ammo for that railgun?
Crenshaw: C-captain David Crenshaw. 01-385-548...
Jacob: (sigh) Son, when someone breaks your neck you're supposed to die. Not give them your name and service number.
Crenshaw: ...neck? My...squad...
Jacob: Your squad will never find you. If they don't leave soon, nobody's going to find them.
Crenshaw: Please...I have a family...
Jacob: You're lucky -- usually I'm taking the family, too.
Crenshaw: Then...go to hell.
Jacob: Can't. Too many people waiting for me there.
Crenshaw: C-captain David Crenshaw. 01-385-548...
Jacob: (sigh) Son, when someone breaks your neck you're supposed to die. Not give them your name and service number.
Crenshaw: ...neck? My...squad...
Jacob: Your squad will never find you. If they don't leave soon, nobody's going to find them.
Crenshaw: Please...I have a family...
Jacob: You're lucky -- usually I'm taking the family, too.
Crenshaw: Then...go to hell.
Jacob: Can't. Too many people waiting for me there.
Huh. Captain Crenshaw’s pretty tough.
Not nearly tough enough, though.
Ah, very good. A page to remind one that Jacob, despite his coolness and whatnot, is a man who had no qualms whatsoever to kill tons and tons of civilians. That had escaped my mind for a moment too.
That’s what I like when old people is given a second chance at kicking ass. No matter the situation, they always will look beliavable.
Before anyone brings it up, yes, you can survive a broken neck. It happens more than you’d think and I think this is about the first time I’ve seen it in a comic, I’m impressed.
Glad to see Jacob managed to keep his sense of humor