Bailey snarled, "Oi. You don't get to make fun of me men." He smiled, "Only I do." He laughed and picked up a glass of water, "Cheers mate." He drank from it and sighed, "Wish we had more then water..."
He put the glass down and sat down again, "My boys are good soldiers. All of them are ex-military. Most are ol' British soldier's. The best of the best are old Queen's guards." He smiled, "We got some former Spetnaz and Marines as well."