| Snake's face felt old and tired, which was very sudden and strange to him. He was in a great deal of pain as well. Apparently Snake saw Metal Man approaching him from behind, which was lucky enough. He didn't care to figure out what had happened, it was time to deliver an onslaught of firepower from a safe place, and avoid contact with Metal Man, again.
"It's showtime!"
Somehow, from somewhere, a helicopter came to aid Snake, even in such a place. Seems Roy went to great lengths to accommodate Snake, but surely Snake must have remote control since Snake is always on one-man sneaking missions. Snake jumped onto a hanging rope-ladder and used his Grenade Launcher he sometimes referred to as his "Final Smash"; though not likely to be so "final" here and now under these circumstances, this was going to tip the odds in his favor.
With little aim, he scattered fire of his Grenade Launcher, sending three shots around where Snake and the man creeping behind him once were before the helicopter's arrival, and three more in the cement crater where he thought Metal Man had sat a moment ago. He reloaded, and thought he seen a figure standing amongst the rubble and smoke, and fired six more shots there. Snake let go of the helicopter which left immediately, to God knows where.
Snake tended to his face, attempting to make himself more comfortable, though little could be accomplished without proper time and aid. He needed a short rest, time to catch his breathe. Snake wasn't about to wait for his opponent this time, not in his worsening condition, and certainly not with the bag of tricks Metal Man had showcased through the entire, seemingly one-sided struggle.
So Snake opted to hide, something he was quite good at. He would rest, and allow the opponent to let their guard down while on a search for him. There was a mound of rubble nearby Snake, one of a number now. He scampered to his place of choice and ducked into a cardboard box while behind the rubble. A perfectly stealthy strike could end it if executed correctly... |