The guy who just punched the power armour away stepped out while cracking his knuckles, looking completely confident of himself.
Guess this guy must have some kind of super strength gene mod or something.
"You fuckers better be ready!! I'm going to break open that fucking tin can of yours!!" He shouted at us.
Err… Ok?
I raised up my right arm and blasted my shotgun at him, the pellets blasting open a hole in his chest.
Seems like his super strength didn't give him bullet invulnerability.
To his credit, he didn't get blown away like the others and only skidded back a few metres before stopping, his feet creating a trail on the ground.
He looked down at his chest in shock, as though not comprehending how that hole appeared there before he fell forward to crash face first into the ground.
Idiot.
I turned back to look at the guy who got punched, "You're not dead are you?"
A muffled groan came from the power armour before he pushed himself up.
