"His training in the martial arts has made Steven Seagal into a deadly shot. He becomes one with the bullet and the two of them form a zen team... only, one of them is still a bullet. It sounds like bullshit, I know. Applying ancient Eastern teachings to firearm training kills 500 karate men a day. But Seagal made it work. He seriously, on camera, shoots the cotton off of Q-tips. Bang— that's how Officer Seagal tests a DNA swab. The Verdict: Dead."
"Nigel, do you-" Kissan's words died in his lips as he saw Nigel slumped in his seat, and standing beside the bike, leveling a pistol his way-
The Nod biker was a hundred meters away, with a dozen Nod soldiers between him and the man by Nigel's bike. A normal soldier, straight out of boot on his first day, would never have made that kind of shot with a pistol. Even an experienced target shooter might find it difficult.
But that was why they called him "Havoc."
Kissan's visor shattered, his head snapped back, and he toppled out of his motorcycle as the rest of the ambushed Nod militia found themselves under fire from multiple directions by a superior number of GDI troops.
Harry: I saw you during the fight at Wrigley, Kincaid. You fired a dozen shots, on the move and dodging bad guys the whole time.
Kincaid: What's so supernatural about that?
Harry: In a fight, just plain folks miss sometimes. Maybe most times. You didn't miss once.
Captain Amelia: Did you actually aim for that?
Dr. Doppler: You know, actually, I did.
There, you see, is a man who could hunt flies with a rifle, and command a ducal salary in a Wild West show to-day if we had him back with us.
Jayne Cobb: "Saint Jayne" has a nice ring to it, though.
Shepherd Derria Book: I'm just trying to think how many miracles you've performed.
Jayne: I once hit a guy in the neck from 500 yards with a bent scope.
— "Objects in Space," Firefly
Shoot the wings off the flies.
Hiding won't help you! I understand the bullets, you see... I make them go where I want.
—Revolver Ovelot, Metal Gear Solid
"Bet you can't put it through the eye."
Their precision is legendary. The Yu-Yan Archers can pin a fly to a tree from a hundred yards away. Without killing it.
—Zhao, Avatar: The Last Airbender