Believe it or not, I took out a gunship with this thing.
He'd already shot my gunship down, and I parachuted to the ground. Being a typical gunship pilot, he couldn't leave the scene without shooting me with all the missles he had left, so the scene plays out as follows:
I see him rotate and spin toward me. His first 10 missles all fly over my head. He moves closer. I find cover.
He shoots again. Misses with all the missles--again. He gets closer and closer to the ground. He must be maybe 5 feet off the dirt.
I flank from cover, and figuring 'What can it hurt?" I launch a couple of rdx rounds at the cockpit.
They stick, and at the precise moment he finally tags me with a missle, I watch his gunship flame up and crash.
Sure, I died. But you better believe I gave him hell for getting killed by the RDX shotgun.
He'd already shot my gunship down, and I parachuted to the ground. Being a typical gunship pilot, he couldn't leave the scene without shooting me with all the missles he had left, so the scene plays out as follows:
I see him rotate and spin toward me. His first 10 missles all fly over my head. He moves closer. I find cover.
He shoots again. Misses with all the missles--again. He gets closer and closer to the ground. He must be maybe 5 feet off the dirt.
I flank from cover, and figuring 'What can it hurt?" I launch a couple of rdx rounds at the cockpit.
They stick, and at the precise moment he finally tags me with a missle, I watch his gunship flame up and crash.
Sure, I died. But you better believe I gave him hell for getting killed by the RDX shotgun.