Doesn't matter he instantly dies, and his chest explodes as though he swallowed a grenade. Unfortunately, my aim sucks, so I stick him square in the calf. He has no idea that I, William J Blazkowicz - professional Nazi killer, at your service - am sneaking up behind him, throwing knife in hand and very bad thoughts in mind.
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