Stops bullets with her hand

This was almost pitifully easy, I thought as I spun around and stopped a spray of bullets from another merc by pressing my palm against the muzzle of his gun. I took hold of the barrel, then used my speed, strength, and leverage to twist the shoulder strap and pull his arm tight against his back. A quick blow to the back of one knee weakened his stance, and I threw him into the first man, who was still wheezing as he emptied his stomach onto the walkway.