So I was the resistance soldier. Doing pretty well with him once I figured out how to survive. But then, I ran out of ammo! Oh noez!
So I switch to my trusty pistol sidearm. I start shooting at the Terminators. And they won't die. And do you know why? I
have no pistol sidearm!
All right, all right, calm down. You're in the middle of a pitched battle with a one-meter-square wooden box as your only cover. You have no grenades and no rifle ammo and no pistol sidearm. So, just sprint over to a medic behind the lines and pick up some more ammo.
Miraculously, I run across a twenty-five-yard-long bulletfest and roll behind a boulder. Helpfully, there's several medics already waiting there, running repeatedly into walls. I go up to one and bump against him continuously until he takes notice. He stops trying to run down the wall, turns to me, and gives me some ammo. He then goes back to his wall.
Goody. Two rounds. I need more than that, don't I? So I go up to a second medic. Again, I bump up until he notices and drops me some ammo, then goes back to
his section of the wall.
Excellent,
four rounds. Still could use a bit more, though. I go up to the third and final medic in the area. I walk up to him and harass him until he takes notice and turns away from his section of the wall to face me. All right, I think, here's my ammo.
Without hesitating, he drops a detpack at my feet. It detonates before it reaches the ground. Eight explosive barrels that just happen to be nearby also go off, sending roughly four billion of my friends to the Moon. The Terminators, armed with rifles and chainguns and a lack of medics, all pause for a moment. This is indeed quite unorthodox behavior on the part of the humans. They are relatively dangerous adversaries, and far too competent to blow themselves up for no apparent reason. It must be a trap!
Wait, what's that over there? Aha! It's a human corpse lying next to the only explosive barrel left in the entire area! Come now, fellow machines, we'll outsmart their trap. Let's all cluster around the barrel, taking care to ensure that we're all within its blast radius, and then put 3.1415 chaingun rounds into the thing!
When the last echoes had died down, silence descended on the SkyNet yard.
Great work.
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