What if he was outnumbered?
He wouldn’t have to be. I took an oath under my breath right then and there that if it ever happened, I’d shoot him before he could shoot me. Wouldn’t be surprised though if half the men in the room did the same thing. He was uniformly despised. Even the battalion CO didn’t like him; when it came time to “re-upping,” although the captain desperately wanted to make a career of it, the colonel said no, you’re not Army material (it didn’t help that he dropped his sidearm in the colonel’s office once and put a hole in the ceiling with the colonel standing two feet away when it happened) and Captain Doofus disappeared back into civilian life.