UNSC Service Record:
Name: Laus, Viktor, D.
Nicknames: "Walking Dead"
Rank: Corporal
Service Number: #1840523589
Age: 28
Height: 6'3
Weight: 156 lbs.
Appearance: Viktor has a very pale skin color from serving in several darker envoirments on previous occasions. His hair is a slick, jet, black, and it short enough to fit the Dress Code. He has a lightweight-middleweight build and several scars from injuries in the field. He has two plasma burns on his arms. His eyes are an emerald green.
Specialization: Recon/Sniper
Personality: He has a very positive attitude. Viktor tries to make the best out of a bad situation, often making a joke about how the Covenant looks. He is often seen drinking or smoking, which will often fule this. When he is given order's he will do his best to cut this short and get the job done with a buisness deamenor, though sometimes, he just has to crack a joke.
Military History: He has taken part in several engagements with the Covenant. The most memorble one was during a simple patrol. He was taking point while fielding the BR55. After catching sight of a file of grunts led by an Elite Major he called reinforcements to have them tracked back to his posistion. He sprinted away catching two blasts of plasma to the back of his arm. Once he made it back to the rest of the patrol, he informed them of his find, potentially saving them, and him, from a Covenant ambush.
Personal History: Viktor was born on New Harmony. He sped through school, just passing each class. Be had began to realize that if he was going to be succesful, he needed to step it up. He graduated college with flying colors. He originally planned on joining the UNSC Army, though decided on the Marine's instead. After spending at least six years with them, he was sent to ATLAS base, not expecting that this would be his most difficult deployment yet. (Not Optional)
Equipment:
Side Arm(s): Combat Knife CQCWS (Pistol, kife, smgs)
Ammo: None(type here)
Grenades: Two (Max 5, unless you have a grenade belt)
Other: He has a pair of Binoculars. (Det-packs, medkits, what ever the hell else you could need)