| It wasn't so much the being stuck half-way in a wall that got to Snake. He pulled himself out of it easily enough, if you didn't count the cramps and added pain to the existing back-wounds from earlier. However, as would be expected from such a violent ordeal, Snake suffered from some whiplash, and bruising. In fact, he thought he may have fractured a rib through it all. No fun, to be sure. But that wasn't the problem; he felt a sickening nausea, as if he'd been spinning in circles for an extended period of time.
He hunched over and hurled up what appeared to be military rations, and maybe raw meat. It was kind of funny, in a way. But he pulled himself together just before it appeared that Metal Man was finished. He gave a cold glare at Metal Man, who was too busy to do more than give a passing glance at Snake. Seems a good old fashioned beating was in order. Solid Snake figured that if he could bust up Grey Fox, he could do something to this guy. He walked toward Metal Man at his own pace and cracked his knuckles.
"Unfortunately, killing is just one of those things that gets easier the more you do it."
Snake threw a left punch and Metal Man caught it.
"CAN'T YOU SEE I'M BUS-"
Didn't quite catch the right though, which smashed through the damaged visor and directly into that which was beyond. The punch was fast and focused, powerful and direct. Though the grip didn't loosen on Snake's left hand, he quickly ducked under Metal Man's arm and twisted it behind his giant back. He wrapped his comparatively little leg over Metal Man's right leg from behind and slammed his enemy down face first into the ground with great force, with Metal Man's own weight only adding to it. As they say, the bigger they are, the harder they fall.
The grip on Snake's arm was relinquished.
Snake pulled out a double-barreled shotgun with both barrels sawed off as he stepped on Metal Man's back and put the Twin Barrel up to the back of his head and went to town. So to speak. Bang |