An air strike of napalm sticks to you and burns you alive as well as any other trespasses who may be near. I arrive in a fire suit, standing proud to claim back my hill (which is now rather scorched!).
But I'm not even there; I didn't say "my hill" in the previous post; it's another guy you kill. After shooting the other person, you turn your head around to see me pointing you with a gun. I shoot you, and you fall to the grave (count:4 ppl)