Hawk-faced

The third was a thin, hawk-faced man. Alex recognized him from the truck stop on the border road.

The major glared at him and seemed about to reply when the door suddenly opened and a hawk-faced, gray-haired soldier wearing the same kind of jungle fatigues as the others entered.

Charlie forced himself to look back over his shoulder. At his elbow was a tall, black-haired, hawk-faced man with a terrifying glare directed over Charlie's head, straight at the little DeWaters kid.