The round drilled through the man's right shoulder and knocked him back down the stairs.

All three rounds were dead on target, drilling through the young man's rib cage, slamming him backward and down to the ground.

A last round from Kam's pistol drilled the ceiling.

A single round from Ramadan's weapon had drilled through his nose and out the back of his head.

The third round drilled his heart and punched him through an awkward pirouette, legs tangled as he fell.

The rounds drilled into the armored shapes but didn't bring down either man.

Heavy rounds drilled through the air inches from his body.

Bruton was in mid-sentence when the first round drilled his window.

Another round drilled into his back as he leaned over the seat and pulled his jacket away from the recorder.

The first round drilled through the skull of the passenger and into the shoulder of the driver.