The new gun is almost perfect. Mowing down old B-1s left and right. No stun setting though, but that’s what fists are for.
Caught our target pretty flat footed trying to escape. Damn Gamorrean almost got me with the biggest hand-cannon I’ve ever seen. Wookie mopped her up nicely though after I took that side-shot. These rebels or resistance or whatever we’re fighting here, feels like they’re not trying very hard when it comes to protecting their own. Not that I’m complaining, makes my job easier.
I think at least one of the weirdos has stopped eyeing me like I stole his noodles. Glad I didn’t have to knock any heads on that one.