Holy shit guys. Joe Hooper should start a farm because he’s so good at planting bodies. It would be a great farm. A glorious farm. Filled with slain enemies. We’re going to try to keep count as we recount this totally badass story of a guy that started out in the Navy, left, then joined the Army, and decided the become the epitome of the damn reaper himself.
Joe didn’t have a great go when he started in the Army. A lot of Article 15’s, but as we all know, those guys are usually the best killers, and Joe wasn’t going to let that tradition die. One sunny afternoon in Vietnam, Joe Hooper and his Delta Raiders from the 501st Parachute Infantry Regiment decided to assault an enemy position. Turns out the enemy had something to say about that. With rocket and gunfire, they lit into Delta Company. F***. That. Garbage. Joe assaulted forward with a few soldiers and started to create his own magical playground of chaos and destruction.
They overran several enemy bunkers, killing in the name of…Company D. The enemy fighters saw Joe ramping up his efforts, getting ready to pink mist the lot of them. They wounded him. You know that saying, that if you hit me, you’d better kill me? That was accurate regarding Joe Hooper. Before he was a happy-go-lucky soldier just doing his job. Now they made it personal.
Joe absolutely annihilated as accurately as able the assholes attacking the Americans. Destroying buildings and bunkers with grenades, killing enemy fighters with rifle and bayonet Joe Hooper couldn’t have performed better under the circumstances, several times rushing forward to rescue comrades or destroy enemy positions single-handedly.
After everything was said and done, Staff Sergeant Joe Hooper reorganized his men, despite bleeding all over the ground he’d just soaked with enemy blood and was only evacuated after everyone else was taken care of. For his actions, he was awarded the Medal of Honor. Troublemakers make the best killers.