Sam Fisher- Shot in Shoulder

The mo­ment he showed him­self, Aslanov’s Grach pis­tol thun­dered, ric­o­chets keen­ing off the con­soles and the floor be­neath his feet as the Rus­sian tried to bring him down.

A round struck Fish­er in the shoul­der, and he stag­gered, but he swal­lowed the shock of pain, push­ing through it, drop­ping into a slide that took him low and through the pres­sure door ves­ti­bule. From be­hind, he heard Aslanov spit a curse and the me­tal­lic clack of a weap­on be­ing re­loaded.
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Break­ing line of sight with Aslanov, he moved into the or­chard of pipework and ma­chin­ery, check­ing his SC-IS pis­tol as he went. He took the mo­ment of calm to dress his new wound. It was a messy through-and-through, but sur­viv­a­ble.

- Firewall, Chapter 24