[Volgin knew what a gun being drawn looked like, and that has him pausing to not take any more gunshots than he needed to today. For the concentration involved in deflecting the bullets, Snake was allowed to put more distance between them.

He was not going to get away this time!

Electricity, lingering from the shield, crackled. Snake could likely outspeed the old Colonel, but he had yet to see a man outrun his electricity except slow videogame attacks or somesuch okay videogames.]

Snake! I will finish what we started decades ago, filthy American scum!