Predator If It Bleeds 88

At the sound of Gator's snapping vertebrae, Goose opened fire, first with his rifle, and then his revolver. Every fired bullet was a perfect headshot. Had he been aiming at a man, there would be little left of his head. But this creature was far from a man, and its silver helmet deflected the barrage, showing only slight dents in the metal.

Goose saved his last round. "It's like shooting an iron plate."

The creature turned its glowing eyes toward Goose, as though merely annoyed by his assault.-pg.59 chpt.2