As I ripped out his throat, the terrorist let out a strangled wheeze of pain as he stumbled back and collapsed onto the ground, clutching at his throat as blood gushed out, his eyes starting to roll back in his head as he writhed on the ground, unable to breathe.
Hm?
Suddenly, as I tossed away his throat, panels on the walls began to open up, mounted machine guns and laser cannons, as well as a weapon I didn't recognize, extending out through the openings, taking aim at me. A familiar scent filled the room as well...smells like poison gas, not a problem for me. But I've got a bigger problem here...
Then, before I could react, the unfamiliar weapons abruptly triggered, firing out powerful sonic waves into the room from multiple directions, dazing me severely as the waves enveloped me all around.