The radio operator. Considering that I had multiple army men wielding flame throwers and machine guns, you'll have to excuse me for not getting excited about the guy making a phone call, on what appeared to be a toddler's Fisher Price Little Chatter Telephone. I didn't see "Platoon" until a full decade later, so I had no idea that the radio army man might be doing something cool like calling in a napalm strike. I always figured he was ordering a pizza.
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