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オリジナルの投稿元:The New Dojo
12/9/2017 6:25:48 PM
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Dale turned his side to the gun when Genral fired, as well as throwing his arms up. The bullets would hit once in the head- where a spark occurred, and an explosion? Racked the air. Luckily for Dale, his armor was designed to withstand heat- and his skin and bones to withstand force itself. The first shot pushed his head back, the others colliding into his back with the same effect, exploding and knocking him back a little. He quickly spun behind the cannon opposite of the one he pushed and reloaded his gun. He was dazed, but far from injured. His armor near the head and right arm was significantly weaker after the explosions so he'd have to be careful. He sniffed once more to find where Genral was- to prepare for the next attack.
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[i]Genral had done something curious. Slowly, quietly, and out of the sight of Dale due to the cannon providing cover, he unslung his rifle and laid it on the floor. Then, he laid himself down quietly as possible, and, through the space between the floor and the cannon base which was raised by wheels, he saw Dale's feet. Firing four shots with the handgun, he meant to knock Dale to the floor, waiting a second before preemptively firing eight APR shots at where he thought his opponent's chest would land if the explosive rounds landed, knocking him to the floor.[/i]
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Atomにより編集済み: 12/9/2017 11:05:44 PMThe rounds would hit Dale's feet to little use. Instead of falling over, he staggered, and pushed himself into the cannon. Using the force, he sent it rolling towards Genral, tearing up the wood on the side of the ship, until it would smack him in the face for what might be a kill. The other rounds Genral fired entered hit Dale's armor and near his foot, (I assume APR meant armor piercing? ) and would stun him for a moment in place, as he kneeled down with his SMG, aiming at the side of the cannon where the wall wasn't, and let loose a burst of rounds.
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[i]With his hands occupied on the guns, and legs unable to do much of anything to aid him, Genral was left with little choice but to utter a final prayer as the cannons collided, crushing him between them. Dale had won out, playing it safer and being far less foolhardy in his maneuvers.[/i] [spoiler]Win this for me, mang.[/spoiler]
