I pulled out a knife and started carving out its face and head flap off, and I found the projectiles and bits of fragment either stuck into the outer shell of its thick skull or inside the skin itself. They almost punctured through and if we continued to aim for its head, the several cracks present would've let a bullet pass like shooting through the damaged areas of a ceramic plate.
'So we just need a higher caliber projectile or just a lot more bullets… Can a .308 or a 6.5 Creedmoor do it?'
Once I saw enough, I called down to send a group to retrieve the parts of this hulking figure and Kristoff's body. With that said, Mikhail was trying to piece back Kristoff's body that was snapped in two and Natasha was carrying what was left of his gear and his dog tag.
Everyone else in their team was wearing complex expressions and I decided to give them a little bit of time.