Robert Muldoon/Bio & Battles

Jurassic Park's game warden. Robert Muldoon comes from Kenya, and had been a long-time employee of John Hammond, working at Hammond's animal park in his homeland. Muldoon was aware of the potential danger of the dinosaurs, particularly the velociraptors who he feels should be destroyed. In the novel, Muldoon has a larger arsenal of weapons including two Rocket Propelled Grenades, several AK-47 rifles, a Remington 700, Beretta M9 pistols and an M2 flamethrower. Muldoon is also alcoholic. His character in the film is much more serious. In the film, Muldoon is killed by raptors, but in the novel, he survives the initial attack by wedging himself in a pipe, during which he severely injures one raptor with an RPG. He manages to kill a few of them instead and escapes the island.

Battle vs. Future Predator (by Swg66)
The area is a jungle landscape, there's an anomaly in small clearing in the jungle. A jeep pulls into the clearing and stops in front of the anomaly. Muldoon steps out with his shotgun and walks towards the anomaly gun pointing forward. He throws a rock through, seeing it disappear. He picks up a stick and sweeps it through to see what happens, seeing it pass through unharmed, finally passing his hand through it. Wiping the sweat from his brow he slowly walks through it, gun still forward. He comes out in a new area, a wooded area, with relatively few trees. Walking forward for a few yards he hears something to his left, looking quickly he sees nothing. Continung forward he smells somthing foul. going down a hill he sees a big dead animal, something even he hasn't seen before. Investigating it he reconizes bites and claws marks, not like ones he's ever seen but bite marks nonetheless. Hearing a rustle again, he looks up and still doesn't see anything, he realizes something: he's being hunted.

The Predator is honing in on Muldoon, his low amount of noise is making it difficult to do so but it's close. Then it hears something, and rushes towards it.

Muldoon hears something running towards him, he looks to see an animal he's never seen. He fires at it but only wings its leg, but it doesn't slow down. Running down a hill with the Predator in pursuit he ducks behind a tree. Holding his gun ready he waits for it to come around the side of the tree.

The Predator is again having trouble locating its prey, it can hear a heart beat but it's not much to go on. It tries sniffing out Muldoon, it picks something up and slowly makes its way forward.

Muldoon hears the creature making its way forward, it sticks it head around the tree and Muldoon notices something, this creature is blind and is using sound to hunt. Slowly he puts the shotgun under its head and squeezes the trigger, blowing its head off. Muldoon examines the body, it's light and quick like a Raptor. Knowing raptors and judging by the size of the dead animal he found, he figures that there is at least one more.

The first Predator's mate is searching the area, having heard the gunshot it moves towards the area.

Mulddon is walking slowly and quietly listening for any noise. Then he hears somthing, it sounds like a distress call from some kind of animal. Walking towards the sound, he finds what looks like smaller versions of the creature he killed, clearly its young. These thing aren't natural animals, he certain of it. His best guess is there some kind of genetically altered life form, like the dinosaurs in the park, but these are worse, they were never meant to exist. Pulling out his pistol he started to kill them off.

The second Predator hears its young's distress calls and the pops of gun fire and rushes towards the noise.

Muldoon finishes his work and gets his shotgun ready for the parent. He starts walking out of the den, not wanting to be in the exact spot he had made all the noise in. He notices something to his left, movement in the brush. He looks and sees the Predator just standing there, looking in the other direction. Slowly he moves forward, he wants to get a close as possible to ensure a kill. He gets closer and it's still not moving. Something's not right and he knows it. Finally he gets close enough to almost touch it, but now knows that it's pointless, part of its head is missing, it's the one he already killed. Terror grips him as he realizes that the thing had set a trap.

The second Predator moves down from a tree, to where it put its mate's body to lure Muldoon out. Something is in front of it, it can hear breathing and a heart beat.

Muldoon sees the Predator to his left "Clever girl".

Finally hearing something the Predator leaps at Muldoon.

Muldoon swings his shotgun around trying to fire but miss. The loud bang is enough to stun the Predator, however he's lost his gun. Rolling down the hill he pulls out his pistol and runs, back towards the anomaly.

The Predator regains its sense, with Muldoon no longer trying to keep himself quiet, it clearly hears him, and starts running after him.

Muldoon comes up over a hill and sees the anomaly, but hears the Predator and sees it coming, he starts running, firing at it.

The Predator can now hear him now clearly, his gunfire making him all the easier to find. But it's getting winged by the bullets.

Muldoon is almost to the anomaly but the Predator is hot on his heels. He makes one last sprint and jumps through the anomaly. The Predator can no longer sense him, but continues on its path. But the anomaly closes before it can get through, it just keeps running, not knowing it will never catch him.

WINNER: Draw.

Expert's Opinion
This was a very close battle. While the Future Predators were rather fragile, they were fast and smart, and more advanced than any of the dinosaurs Muldoon had fought. In the end, the two warriors were too evenly matched to determine a victor.

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Battle vs. Joker (Nolanverse) (by Lachlan Blake)
Muldoon is sitting in his office, reading a computer screen.

"There's a new shipment arriving, Hammond." He says quietly.

"Yes Robert, the injured worker must be back." Says John Hammond happily.

"The worker died Hammond, we have no scheduled shipments for today, this could be that bastard Lewis Dodgsen".

Hammond turned slowly, coldly he said: "We'll have to take care of him, won't we?"

Meanwhile on a ship on the east of Jurassic Park, the Joker sat hudled in a shipping crate with five of his gang, they were sick from the shaking of the crate.

"alright boys, we get into the Park, take the dinosaurs, and get out of there, get it?" The Joker said in a menacing tone.

After the crate was unloaded the gang and the Joker got out into a jeep and sped across the island, stopping at the raptor enclosure.

As the Joker got out a guard from the park came over to him.

"can I see your card sir?"

"Why certainly" said the Joker, who reached into his jacket and pulled out a knife, stabbing the guard. (Muldoon 5, Joker 6)

Muldoon, who was watching from his jeep across a clearing radioed for back up and got out of the jeep, firing his remington and taking a swig of whiskey, the shot hit a gangmember, who turned white, his veins swelling, and collapsed. (Muldoon 5, Joker 5)

The Joker turned around, trying to work out were the shot had came from.

"They've got darts!, get down!" he said, a dart narrowly missing him.

The Joker's gang ran into the jungle, and the Joker ran up the stairs of the raptor pen, trying to get into the hatching room, just as Muldoon's backup guards sped around the corner. The guards got out of the car and opened fire with their pistols, hitting a gang member. (Muldoon 5, Joker 4)

The gang turned and fired with their shotguns, killing two guards. The remaining guards ran, getting into a jeep and grabbing their Spas 12's they turned to fire but one was hit in the head by a rifle shot, which had came from the jungle, the last guard jumped behind the jeep, waiting for an oppertunity to fire. (Muldoon, 2, Joker 4)

The last guard turned and emptied his Spas 12 into the gang, killing two, he quickly dropped back down behind the jeep, relived that he was safe, just before an RPG rocket hit the jeep, embedding a car door into him. (Muldoon, 1 Joker 2)

The Joker's last gang member put down the RPG and ran up the raptor pen stairs to the joker, who couldn't get the door open.

"they're all dead boss!" He said.

"Get that f---ing rocket back up here!" said the Joker, frustrated at his failed efforts.

The gang member ran back, picked up the launcher and stopped, Muldoon was standing with his remington pointed at the gang member.

"please...." said the gang member, terrified.

Muldoon shot the gang member if the foot, seeing the tranq kill the man slower than usual.

"Hey, look over here!" said the Joker.

Muldoon turned into the joker, who was holding a submachine gun.

"drop your gun" Said the Joker.

Muldoon dropped his gun, the Joker led Muldoon to the hatching room door.

"Open the door" said the Joker.

Muldoon opened the door, and the Joker pushed a knife into Muldoon's mouth.

"Wanna know how i got these scars?"

"Wanna know how your gonna get another one?" Said Muldoon, pulling out his knife and stabbing the Joker in the stomach. The Joker had a look of surprise and sadness as he stumbled back, and fell into the raptor pen to be ripped apart by the waiting dinosaurs.

WINNER: MULDOON

Expert's Opinion
In terms of arsenal, the two warriors were on fairly even grounds. But Muldoon was a survivalist, he's survived hyper-intelligent reptiles and giant Dinosaurs. The Joker, while unpredictable to a normal person, do not match up to Muldoon's experience handling animals.

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Battle vs. Stephen Hart (by Wassboss)
Ring.Ring.Ring

Stephen reaches into his pocket and flips open his phone, sighing as he spots the name of the person calling: James Lester. He jams his thumb down on the receive call button and puts the mobile phone up to his left ear.

"What is it Lester." he says, his voice not trying to hide his annoyance at getting another call from his boss.

"Stephen, are you there yet?" comes a voice from the other side of the phone, from miles away in damp and dreary London.

"Yes, and it's much nicer than London, i'll tell you that for nothing." comes Stephen's reply which provokes a sigh from Lester.

"Indeed, Are you sure you don't want a back up team. Because if you do they'll be there before your ready to start." Lester continues.

"I'm sure, now I'd appreciate it if you would stop calling me." Stephen replies calmly down the mobile, pushing down on the hangup button, Lester's voice being cut off before he can start his next sentence."Damn Traitor" he whispers to himself, despite being completely alone. Stephen pushes the mobile down deep into his jacket pocket, continuing to load his weapons off the boat. He grabs his Blaser R93 and hooks the strap around his back, reaching into the boat and taking out his Beretta 92FS Inox Pistol and pushing it into the holster on his right leg. Next he takes out his Harpoon Gun and M4A1, eyeing up each gun before placing the harpoon gun in a specially made holster, gripping his Assault Rifle and he makes his way up the beach, his feet making a light squelching sound as he does. Pushing away the large leaved plant at the edge of the beach, he ducks down under the branch of another and makes his way into the jungle.

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Robert Muldoon slams the door of his range rover shut and pumps his Shotgun before heading over to the large shining, almost crystal like thing in front of him. "What the hell is that." he says to himself and takes out his Radio, pushing in one of the buttons as he does. "Ingen Base 1, I've found the disturbance, requesting a back-up team, Over." he says into the radio and almost immediately his request is answered.

"Rodger That Muldoon, Sending a back-up team now, They'll be with you in about 20 minutes, Over."

"Thank you Ingen 1, Over." Muldoon say back into Radio and puts it back in pocket. He then takes out a whiskey bottle and takes a swig out of it and begins his short wait for backup.

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Stephen looks up at the shining light in the distance, the glare from it making him lift his hand to cover his eyes. Ducking down he puts his MA41 down on the ground next to him and removing his Sniper Rifle from where it was slung over his back. He sets it up on it's tripod and peers through the sights, to get a closer look. His suspicions were correct as he can see the anomaly clearly, resting on the ridge of a hill. He is about to put away his sniper rifle when he spots a range rover, parked near enough next to the anomaly. "Lester." he whispers to himself "I knew he couldn't resist, damn traitor.".

He is about to fire a shoot at it when he hears the sound of music playing, pointing his sniper rifle in the general direction of the music. He spots another land rover, making it's way up the winding path around the mountain. Stephen quickly switches targets and fires four shots at each of the car's respective wheels, hitting his mark with all his shots and bringing the car to a stop. "Your not going to get away with this Lester." he mutters to himself and loads some more rounds into his Blaser R93, ready to take out the men exiting the now immobile range rover.

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Rico Gonduras laughs at his fellow park ranger's joke and twirls his hunting knife in the palm of his hand. ""Are we nearly there yet?" He asks. The driver smiles. "Almost Rico, just up this hill." comes the reply. "Good, I don't think I could be stuck in this thing any longer." Rico laughs. Suddenly the sound of a gunshot rings out and Rico feels the tire pop underneath him. "What the hell was that." he shouts to the driver who barely has any time to respond before 3 more gunshots ring out in quick succession and the remaining 3 tires go flat, slowing the car down to a halt. "What happened." Rico shouts and the driver opens his door, peering down at the wheels.

"Someone has punctured our tires with sniper rounds."

"Quickly everyone get out of the car, we're sitting ducks in here." Rico says to his men and they quickly exit the vehicle, drawing their weapons are they do so. Another gunshot rings out and one of the park rangers slumps over the boot of the car, the other one going down not long afterwards. The driver fires his automatic machine gun wildly down the hill into the forest below, another sniper shot ceasing his gunfire with a bullet to the eye. Rico tries to locate where the bullets are coming from but he has little time to do so before several bullets pierce his chest, slamming him back into the side door of the car. Rico barely has time to draw his final breath before his vision goes black, all sound being muted and all the feeling in his body leaving as his head droops and his life ebbs away.

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TBC

WInner: Robert Muldoon

Expert's Opinion
While Stephen was younger and had army training, it was Muldoon's higher calibre weaponry as well as he many more years of experience got him the win.

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Battle vs. Preston Packard by (Battlefan237)
Iwo Ishihara, Bonin Islands...

Preston Packard : x 20

Robert Muldoon : x 20

"Alright boys, here we are at......Chapman, what's the name of this island again ?" Asked Packard, while glancing out the window of the large helicopter carrier at the vast pacific ocean behind.

"The island of Iwo Ishihara, colonel. " Answered Chapman.

" Right boys, we're gonna land on this Ishihara island in a few minutes. Everyone holds on to your butts, gets yourselves ready for a rock. "  Packard put on his sunglasses and joked.

The helicopter slowly hoomed growled towards the island, leaving a beast shadow on the beach, shakening the jungles, leaving panic among birds and insects creeping within bushes, scattering small mamals, making them running around, screaming and barking.

Little did Packard known that his helicopter didn't just break the tranquility of the local animals, but as well broke the silence of guards at the base of the new Jurassic Park.

" Invasion detected. Alert. " As the alert been broadcast around the whole  base hidden inside the tropical woods, Muldoon sensed an upcoming bloodbath.

" Open fire as soon as those mercenaries approached our base. Take down that helicopter at once." Ordered Muldoon as he frowned into anxiety, and sank into recalling a telepone conversation he had with Hammond a few days ago.

"Another Bio-chemical corporation has set its eyes on us, " Went Hammond in a serious tune," Rumor has it that they've hired mercenaries to search for our researching plants . "

" Why do they hire soldiers to do jobs that can simply be done by reporters ?" Asked Muldoon.

"Well, as you know, they somehow dug out the location of some of our bases, which, of course, aren't located in that kind of places where a reporter can easily get access to.  I've already informed the other bases. If any of those mercenaries were to arrive, we would have no choice but to take them down. At least we can't allow them to leave as long as they keep evidences of our bases." Said Hammond, gravely.

" Well......Rumors just keep spreading, don't they ? Anyway I'll take care of them if the so-called mercenaries really get here."

Remembering this, Muldoon sighed, and regretted not taking Hammond's warning seriously.

"Get me in touch with the watch tower." Ordered Muldoon.

One of the guard handed him the communicaton device. Muldoon pressed the button, and whispered: " We're at war now, gentlemen. Take down the helicopter with that RPG."

Hearing this, the guard who'd been waiting for this order took aim with his rocket launcher. At this very moment, most of the soldiers had already dropped themselves out of the craft, filling the sky with parachutes.

The rocket rocked through the sky, hitting the helicopter right on the front. "What's the hell is that ?" Packard, who'd just landed, roared in sheer shock. "Eh..Sir, obviously we've just been attacked by the native on this island, and obviously those natives is attacking us with a rocket." Said Chapman.

The rocket exploded, completely devastating the front engine. The two pilot were immediately wasted in flames, hardly did they realize what had happened. Then the whole craft was shook and twisted into pieces by the primitive power of the formidable rocket. Shells, spare parts and wings were smashed together, crushing all four soldiers left on the plane, smashing their bodies with the skull of the helicopter, crushing them on both sides, devastating every segement of the internal structure of the plane and burning the remains into ashes. The heli-carrier groaned in a one final clank, heading straight toward a lake, exploding as it dipped into the water, resulting in a gigantic splash. However, one of the broken propeller thrust into an unfortunate soldier's chest as he made his way towards down in the air, killing him instantly.

" Sir, are you alright ?" Asked Chapman, as Packard stood there in absolute dead silence. Suddenly, the colonel started panting, shaking his shoulders with unsettling rage. Packard's eyes shined violently, watching the mess left by the attack.

"Those bastards...... They killed my men, and I'm gonna let them pay for this ! " Roared Packard, like a gorilla.

"Sir, I believe..." Chapman wanted to say something, but got interrupted.

" Boys, everyone grab up your firearms, we're gonna kill every goddamn rocket natives on this damn island, then we're gonna completely wipe this savage island out from the world map. Now we're heading towards that f**king watch tower and show whoever there that we're the king." Went Packard as he fired a round of his M14 into the sky.

" Sir, yes, sir !" All the boys shouted back in confidence and rage. Meanwhile, back at the base, Muldoon jumped on a jeep and ordered the driver to drive fast in pursuit of the guards that had been sent towards the lake area, tightly clutching at his Remington 700.

Back to the lake, where a guard scanned the remain of a part of the aircraft, signaling his friends that it was safe to go ahead. Then he stepped to the back of the remain, only to receive a slash from a marine soldier with his Ka-Bar. Sensing something, the other guards took aim with their M16s, but they weren't fast enough to match with the highly-trained marine boys who'd just been through the bloody hell of Vietnam.

Packard's men emerged from trees and hills, firing at the guards at every possible angle. Two of the guards were immediately taken down. The guards had no choice but to retreat, running away at random directions, shouting " Holy shit, our salaries have nothing to do with this kind of shitty things." The marine boys pursued, leaving another guard shot dead.

Two remain guards ran into bushes. A marine followed in, and shot one of them in the back with his pistol. However, the other returned fire with his SPAS12, pumping the brain out of the marine's body.

All in a sudden, the guard heard the noise of a vehicle, which was expected to be the base jeep. He jumped onto a rock, and tired to signal the jeep. This reckless decision allowed Packard to take aim at the guard with his M14 rifle, blasting out his head into mists of flesh and bloods.

Hearing the shot, Muldoon ordered his drive to turn right. "Drive there, and fire at every mercenary you see. " He ordered to all of the guards on the jeep. "Send everyone available here. " Muldoon pressed towards his walkie-talkie.

One marine soldier accidentally stepped into the road. Seeing the jeep, he opened fire with his rifle in haste, spraying down the one of the guard, who tumbled back and fell to the ground. Everyone on the jeep immediately returned fire with everything they got in hands, leaving the marine into a dead body sharing great degree of similarity between that of Sonny Corleone in Godfather I.

"Shit, they've had a jeep here, get that damn thing ready, Chapman ! " Packard shouted in rage.

One marine held out the M79 grenade launcher, and climbed up the rock.

"What's the hell is he holding ?" A guard shouted in fear.

"Bail, everyone !" Muldoon shouted in panic, and jumped out of the jeep alongside another guard. However, most of the guards on the front row didn't have that kind of luck, for they'd missed the opportunity to see the weapon in person. As they tried to figure out what had been going on, the grenade hit the jeep. Clouds of bombshells and body parts were kept airboune instantaneously, killing all three people on the car. However, a tire were bounced to the ground, smashing the skull of the other guard.

Muldoon ran up a nearby hill by venturing in the bushes without being noticed by any of the marines, quickly sheltered himself behind a gigantic rock. He took a deep breath, steadying his sniper rifle and took aim.

Chapman and three marine soldiers had gathered around the car, examining its remains. "Weird enough, sir.," Went a marine," I do remember seeing a couple of men jump out of the car and escape, but where are they ?"

"Got one there !" Another marine pointed towards a dead body lying in the bushes, whose skull was completely tormented into a pond of blood mess.

Muldoon silently observed the marines, his eyes shined with the instinct of a hunter. He remembered those years in Africa. Once he was lost alone, being hunted by primitive tribes. All he got was a shotgun. What he did to solve the problem was simple as hell : Just playing game of hide-and-seek with those primitive warriors. Wait, wait and wait, never make a sound, never make a move. Until the hunters grow tired and bored, which would determine those hunters into his preys.

"Where the hell did the other guy go ?"Shouted Pakcard.

More guards were approaching the scene from different directions, holding Franchi-SPAS12 sub machine guns and M16 rifles.

"I don't know, sir !" Chapman shouted back.

"Die, you pests !" Roared a hidden guard as he opened fire with his M16 rifle, spraying down one marines. Chapman and other marines fired back, killing the leading guard instantly. Muldoon aimed his sniper rifle at Chapman, and launched a shot.

"One down."

"Chapman !" Another marine reached for Chapman's falling body, leading to complete exposure of his head.

"Two down."

The following guards marched towards the bushes where the marine'd been staying. Both sides began to roar their fairly equaled firearms. When it came to such a close encounter, both sides weren't capable of aiming properly, just firing at random, trying to scare off each other. The wild nature of this bullet rain resulted in two death and a couple of slight injuries on both sides.

"Red, John, Hank, Earl, Weaver...Everyone gets your self ready with your pistols and machetes......" Ordered Packard as the guard rushed into the bushes, discarding their heavy rifles that had been running out of bullets.

"What's the f**k ?" John, clearly unprepared for this sort of information. A guard stabbed him in the chest with his hunting knife, finishing him by a slash to the throat.

"Say hello to my buddy !" Earl rushed out from the backside of a rock, setting his AK-47 free, unleashing his rage of losing friends in Vietnam and on this island. The hunting knife guy was riddled with holes in seconds.

Meanwhile, Packard himself was busying fighting off guards with his machete. He kicked a guard down the branches, but he got up and tried to stab him again. "Well, guess sometimes old-fashioned ways are just not as efficient as guns." Sighed Packard as he took out his 1902 Navy Pistol, shooting the guard in the chest.

"Three down. " Regardless of the blood shed in the bushes, Muldoon just went on his routine.

"We've got a sniper down there !" Shouted Hank as he finished a guard by pumping a round into a guard's back with his Ithaca rifle. "Which direction ?" Responded Packard. "On that damn hill---" Hank didn't have a chance to finish his report, for he'd exposed himself.

"Four down."

“I‘ll get him !’” Weaver snuck to the hill with his M16 in hands, carefully sheltering himself down branches and rocks. However, a guard came out of no where and shot Weaver with his H&K 92A1. Weaver fired back in haste as he coughed out loads of bloods, taking down the guard, and died shortly after that.

"Quick, Red, get your flamethrower ready. " Packard tapped the shoulder of one of his last men and ordered.

Fire, the most primitive, bestial, and yet the most unreliable force and nature. As it roared across the bushes, setting everything on flames. Shots of flare gun was also fired, sending razors and shining liners across the forest, making it into a chaotic, confusing and bewildering hell of misery. Everyone fired in haste and confusion, only to cause more chaos and destruction.

Final Result

Minutes passed, but a century had gone for Muldoon. Clearly he'd unprepared for this. From his point of view, the whole forest seemed to be on fire. He waited, keeping his mind rational. As every flesh had been burned into ashes and ashes. Then, the silence of death locked up the curtain of smokes and mists.

Muldoon took a glance at his watch, and sighed. "What a remarkable waste of weapons and human resource."

He wandered down the hill, carefully edging his way into the woods, disgusted at the scene where lied tree several dead bodies of guards dressed in horribly-burned uniforms, each of their faces twisted into expressions of horror and bewilderment. More bodies of his men could be spotted around the rocks, where also displayed a few dead marines, one oddly clutching an AK-47 rather than standard M16, with his body riddled with holes and slashed with scars. Shotguns and rifles were thrown everywhere.

"No points of for me to count now," Sighed Muldoon sarcastically, "A few of them were burned so bad that I can't tell whetyer they belong to my base or not."

"Hey you motherf**ker !" Said someone else, "Look here !"

Robert turned to him in pure horror, he tried to draw out his M1911 from his pockets, only to be no match for an experienced vet.

"You've fell into a well-set fire motherf**king mind trap just as that stupid giant ape did, you smartass sniper !"

Preston Packard finished Muldoon with remaining bullets of his 1902 Navy Pistol. The dinosaur hunter slammed dead on the ground, alongside all the other dead guards and marines.

"Well, now I guess I'm gonna find that damn radio center." Sighed Packard as he collected the signs of his dead men.

Post Credit Scene

"Finally you have arrived. " Packard used his remain flare gun to signal the arriving helicopter which was about to pick him up.

Suddenly, he sensed something wrong, terribly wrong on the sea surface. A freaking tail emerged.

"Shit, go back !" Shouted Packard as he witnessed the titanic tail of the most notorious primitive creature on earth, swinging helicopters into the sea.

He watched in horror as other body parts of a crocodile-alike giant dinosaur emerged, first the spinal ridges, then the head, finally the mouth.

Finally, the creature launched the roar, shaking Packard and the whole island, also the whole world, into a brand new era of monster and destruction.

Winner : Preston Packard

Expert's Opinion
While both warrior and their men share great similarity in terms of weapons and firearms, what really makes Preston Packard the one that stands out is his superior training and experience against Viet Cong and monsters on Skull Island, while Robert Muldoon only fights dinosaurs born in labs and experiments.

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