Massive – that was the only word to describe Commando John Littlejohn. He stood well over six feet tall, with shoulders like an ox, a barrel-like chest, and legs like tree trunks. Yet he could move with the speed of a cat when he had to.
He was the ideal guy to have along if you ever ran into trouble – and his bunch of blokes seemed to find trouble just about everywhere they went.
Art: R. Fuente