What it means [1/2]

Much like during enlistment I ran towards a large army armed with nothing but a pair of .45 ACP pistols. Yet unlike back then, I felt neither fear nor anxiety only fighting spirit. Adrenaline coursed through my body like fire as my body grew hotter.

My [War Cry] was loud enough to reverberate through the entire floor. If I was the real target of these bastards, it was impossible for them to not know what I looked like. 

A black suit with a red tie has become my calling card on the North American battlefront. Hopefully it was enough to get South America to recognize and come for me.

"EVERYONE! TARGET SIGHTED! CAPTURE HIM!" "THERE HE IS! GO! GO! GO!" "DON'T LOSE SIGHT OF HIM!" "WE WILL ALL GET REWARDED ONCE WE BRING HIM IN!"