Post by Specialist290 on Mar 25, 2007 21:34:20 GMT -5
From the upper level you can hear a series of pistol shots. The fire is slow and methodical, a sign that the shooter is picking his targets carefully and not simply popping them off like a madman. After each sixth round there is a slightly longer pause, then back to the pop-pop-pop rhythm that you could compose music to.
Eventually the firing stops, and Specialist comes downstairs just in time to catch a bit of what Melody is saying.
"Make the ramp too shallow, though, and you might as well put a welcome mat at the base and someone handing out brains just inside."
He then roots around in his pack to find more pistol ammo, but quickly remembers that he's still out, so he closes it back up again.
"You'd think those noobs would learn not to use grenades someday--the zed's bodies just soak up the shrapnel like a sponge in water, unless you get a lucky frag into the skull, and that's a long-shot gamble.
"Well, I'm off to search the PD," Specialist adds, then heads back upstairs and takes a running leap to the next building.
Eventually the firing stops, and Specialist comes downstairs just in time to catch a bit of what Melody is saying.
"Make the ramp too shallow, though, and you might as well put a welcome mat at the base and someone handing out brains just inside."
He then roots around in his pack to find more pistol ammo, but quickly remembers that he's still out, so he closes it back up again.
"You'd think those noobs would learn not to use grenades someday--the zed's bodies just soak up the shrapnel like a sponge in water, unless you get a lucky frag into the skull, and that's a long-shot gamble.
"Well, I'm off to search the PD," Specialist adds, then heads back upstairs and takes a running leap to the next building.