Automatic gunfire

All for nothing. A buzzsaw erupted just at the roof's edge, barring my way. I was forced to stop, stuck where I was while multiple people in her contingent got their bearings and aimed at me.


Grip shifting, flying with the circular saw as a kind of cover, I brought the gun around and pulled back on the trigger.


The vibration shook my body and reminded me that I had two massive gashes in my arm. Someone could have dug their fingers into the gashes and cuts and it probably wouldn't have hurt so much.


But I'd used guns before as part of the Patrol. This time, however, I aimed at legs and lower bodies instead of paper cutouts. Their disorganization was compounded by the fact they'd been under fire, some being mangled or blinded, and they were maneuvering around a damaged rooftop. It put more people into a smaller area.


When I mowed into them with a single burst of gunfire, they collapsed into one another, if they didn't collapse forward.

- Heavens 12.7