[i]He looks to you, the gun turns back. He disengages the lock, and pulls the Browning off of his shoulder, fitting his MG3 into the mount, the 7.62mm machine gun loaded with Expitaxite ammunition..[/i] There's a reason I've got the gun to her and not my own eyes. I cut the gun's feed and set it to auto. It knows she's the target. If I can land a few chest shots, get her eyes away from me, I'll -blam!-ing crush her. Shouldn't be a problem with the MG3, this -blam!-er shoots a helluva lot faster than The Deuce.