"Thank you sir." James quickly said, keeping the toolbox. He hopped in the Redhawk, hopping on it's gigantic .50 caliber mounted sniper rifle. Bam! One enemy dropped. Bam! Two. Bam! Three. He kept sniping the enemies until the weapon overheated.
"Damn, overheated..." James thought out loud. He quickly pulled out his dual MP5's, blasting away at the enemies until he ran out of ammo in the drum, the clip for the MP5's for him. He quickly got to the sniper again and sniped more enemies. The enemies slowly started to retreat. He sniped each one, leaving only twenty left.
"They're getting away!!" James yelled out loud.