M22 Locust was walking by himself, with his 37mm perched on his hand. He was silently sneaking through battle-torn houses, looking for his next prey.

He didn't notice you whatsoever, but that changed after he saw you for the corner of his left eye.

He quickly but shakily cocked a used shell in the weapon, not realizing that he loaded a used one instead of a new one.

M22 Locust: "Alright... Here goes nothing..."

He pulled the trigger, but nothing more than a CLICK! was heard, and he was wide eyed in fear, almost frozen.