They're fighting their way through a zombie infested headcrab shelled town with a current known population of three: them, and a madman with a thing for fire, lumberyard tools, and scuba gear.
Gordon's just gonna nod and go grab a couple of those cylinders with the gravity gun. The fact that they're twenty feet below him doesn't seem to matter much- it's got very good range, although it only grabs onto one cylinder at a time. When he's acquired all three he notes to Dinah, "If anything jumps our way, take my crowbar and send them back down. I don't want them bringing the fire to us."
With that, he rolls two of the canisters off the edge, so they land near each other in the center of the leaping, shrilling room full of headcrabs. The third gets picked up with the gun and hurled into the stack.
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Date: 2008-07-26 08:23 pm (UTC)Gordon's just gonna nod and go grab a couple of those cylinders with the gravity gun. The fact that they're twenty feet below him doesn't seem to matter much- it's got very good range, although it only grabs onto one cylinder at a time. When he's acquired all three he notes to Dinah, "If anything jumps our way, take my crowbar and send them back down. I don't want them bringing the fire to us."
With that, he rolls two of the canisters off the edge, so they land near each other in the center of the leaping, shrilling room full of headcrabs. The third gets picked up with the gun and hurled into the stack.
Burn, baby, burn.