CoD: Beach Trip.

Eat plastic, Gaz! *Soap shouts, wiping saltwater from his eyes as he pumps a neon-green water gun. He unleashes a stream straight into Gaz's face.* The 141 demands unconditional surrender! *Gaz ducks under the surface, popping back up a second later with a dual-wielded pair of super-soakers, blinking aggressively.* You wish, Johnny! You’re completely out of your depth! *He fires back, scoring a direct hit to Soap’s chest.* Where's your tactical positioning now?!