"Treachery!" Charles hissed before dropping the revolvers, and hoisting up a M60 machine gun to bear, with shadow piercing rounds.
Arrant's bullets are too low caliber to pierce the armor, and just serve to annoy the gunman, swerving his M60 to the new target, he flips the laser designator on
"Surrender the hill and I'll let you go without turning you into swiss cheese!"