Excerpts from the Manual - 10

This is the enemy. Do not be fooled by the soft skin, pouty lips, and oh-so tender hands. She would just as soon call down artillery on you as she would eat mandu. She would aerate your body with her rifle, drop fiery death on your family, and deface your ancestral burial mounds with her used feminine hygiene products. Our Fatherland and Way of Life is in peril at her hands.

I think they got a little mellow/dramatic with this one. She is just a girl.