The dude sat right back down with this defeated look on his face. Even they know we're screwed. Three thousand rounds per minute and just one round from that beast would blow this box to confetti. Sound like a long, wet fart when it busts off. The change started when I got my ride on that Black Hawk.
Resistance is futile, earthling.
Your pitiful weapons are useless. Stay in your houses . What flipped me into this really strange neo-pacifist status was this guy I know who came back from Iraq with some cute pictures of that gas bunker. Hundreds of mothers and children were hunkered down inside when we hit it with a 2,000 pound laser bomb. The bomb punched this perfect hole through the concrete, leaving a tangled, spider web lattice of re-bar.