[Maybe she'll catch the gist of the expression he shoots at his rifle, despite the visor shielding his face - as always. It's something like mournful resignation, and a heavy sigh.]
Get down. [And he braces the stock against his shoulder and opens fire on the whole damn lot of them.]
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[Maybe she'll catch the gist of the expression he shoots at his rifle, despite the visor shielding his face - as always. It's something like mournful resignation, and a heavy sigh.]
Get down. [And he braces the stock against his shoulder and opens fire on the whole damn lot of them.]