[ He reasons by way of explanation, thumbing the side of his glass and lifting his shoulders in a vague little shrug.
It's odd to think about this after the fact when he was running on pure reactionary instinct at the time, frantically pulling parachute cords and clambering up the mesh while a bunch of assholes tried to turn him into Swiss cheese. ]
He hits me, I hit him, and I thought releasing some of the cargo might knock him off so he doesn't break my collarbone with his bare hands? Only whoever lashed this crap together did it a little too well, or not well enough, so crates and trucks and humvees just start sliding out the back. Which is when the rest of the crew realizes I'm there and starts shooting.
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[ He reasons by way of explanation, thumbing the side of his glass and lifting his shoulders in a vague little shrug.
It's odd to think about this after the fact when he was running on pure reactionary instinct at the time, frantically pulling parachute cords and clambering up the mesh while a bunch of assholes tried to turn him into Swiss cheese. ]
He hits me, I hit him, and I thought releasing some of the cargo might knock him off so he doesn't break my collarbone with his bare hands? Only whoever lashed this crap together did it a little too well, or not well enough, so crates and trucks and humvees just start sliding out the back. Which is when the rest of the crew realizes I'm there and starts shooting.