intended to take care of any of the more hairy situations he found himself in, had worked perfectly the last time and the tactic, or some variant of it, was on its way towards becoming standard practice in his routine. The push of a button could take out whole platoons of enemies giving him the time and level of confusion necessary to either finish a job or get out of there. Simple and effective.
He takes another explosive pouch from the backpack and looks at it. Examining the contents.
Steve: Exterminated… Like rats. I’ve considered trying to herd them out into the countryside. They can’t last too much longer without food or water and I don’t want them dying in the streets. Decaying human is not a great smell. Better to let nature