[i]Whatever Rose's shell was made from proved to be hardy and very tough, the five 7.62x39mm bullets doing little more than falling off of... whatever the shotgun was protected by. Jason's charge didn't do so much as falter, the energy thrusters on his suit giving him a hard boost as he was upon Zane within absolute seconds, easily sprinting a good eighty miles an hour. The Russian took to the sky, his shotgun aimed and ready while his own perspective of time slowed down to a crawl. He carefully aligned the glowing ironsights with Zane's collar, before pulling the trigger. Jason's superhuman strength diminished most of the recoil, though the gun was still forced up as four deafening bangs filled the air in rapid succession. Four 8 gauge shotgun slugs of solid tungsten were sent at the Champion, two aimed for the collar, one for the throat, and one for the middle of his face. They easily had a muzzle velocity of 500 meters a second each, going fast and hard with pinpoint accuracy.[/i]