Jason could see that the rebels were beginning to push down the street, with a technical providing support fire from a mounted M60. Unfortunately, they were in precisely the wrong place.
Jason gave an evil grin and pushed down all the buttons on his remote. The ensuing blasts rocked the building to its foundations, while a red mist of finely minced body parts sailed down to the ground, along with a tyre bouncing along the street.
"Well, that worked better than expected.", Jason muttered, shaking his head to clear the ringing from his ears.
Unfortunately, there were still more rebels to take their place and as the shock at seeing their comrades obliterated wore off, they began to open fire at the team again.