Explosives
His fist squeezed the plastic explosive into a deadly ball
He fed them a steady diet of grenades til Death's appetite was satisfied
He pulled the pin, counted five, and threw
He lobbed the grenade down the hallway
The grenade sailed into the crowd
He lobbed the frag grenade with a practiced hand
He fed the room a pair of Hell's pineapples
A miniature volcano erupted as the grenade fragged him to pieces
A looping, overhand gesture sent the grenade sailing into the crowd
Pulling the pin with his teeth, he hurled the frag grenade
M34 grenades sent white phosphorus whooshing down the aisle
White phosphorus explosions sprayed fire, torching flesh to the bone
With a whumph, the missile streaked away from the grenade launcher
He pumped a fresh round into the rifle's grenade launcher
He squeezed the trigger of his firing stick, sending missiles screaming
The chopper shot twin messengers of death at the target
The warbird lay down a withering screen of covering fire, then launched its missiles
The chopper fired its payload in a blazing barrage
The missiles vaporized everything that lived
Missiles engulfed the building in the screaming fires of hell
There was a deadly crump of exploding flame as the missile hit
Warheads belched from bazookas, erupting in giant fireballs
Streaking doom raced from the bazooka
A bazooka blast shook the earth overhead, raining fire and rocks
The bazooka blew the opposition away like leaves on the wind
He lit the dynamite and waited for the fuse to burn down
The dynamite stick came sailing over the old stone wall
The dynamite was old, sweaty, unstable
The fuse sparked in his hand
The dynamite stick was devil-red, holding the promise of hellfire
oThe bomb blew a hole in him the size of my fist
The bomb blast sent body parts flying
He thumbed the detonator, and the building became a smoky inferno
With a fateful click, the landmine activated under his foot
The deadly nitro jostled in the glass with every bump and blunder
The room erupted in an explosion
The doors blew open with a smoky thunderclap
The front steps erupted into flying chunks of stone and tumbling bodies
The burning door burst open on its hinges
Hellfire roared in that awful furnace, bringing damnation and death
He thumbed the triggering device and the world exploded
The massive blast shook the building
The explosion rained crimson hellfire
The blast singed his face
The shock wave blew over him
The frag bomb blew, lifting the truck off its wheels
A series of explosions lifted the burning trucks off their wheels
Hunks of metal ripped away in a fiery mess
The car's gas tank ignited in a hot mushroom cloud
The raging wall of fire rose higher, fueled by ruptured fuel tanks
The flaming hulk of the Ford sped toward him, trailing greasy smoke
Driver and vehicle became one in an angry cloud of red-orange fire
Razored shrapnel cut through the smoke-filled air
The fuel tank ignited like liquid thunder
When the fuel tank blew, it was like a Sunday-school picture of hell
The fireball built toward the sky
An exploding whump of fire flushed his face
The propane tank burst, bathing them in orange death