GM: The commando, dressed in black, drops on you from above. But your accelerated neurons let you react. Time seems to slow down...
Player 1: Ok, I slide out from under him through the mud.
GM: What ? Roll for that.
Player 1: *rolls* Success.
GM: All right, you slide out on your back, and...
Player 1: My gun is still drawn, right ? I shoot him. Assault-rifle, burst fire. *rolls* Three hits, let's see, that's five bullets per hit...
GM: Argh ! He takes three critical wounds. He's dead.
Player 2: Doesn't he get to roll to stay alive ?
GM: No ! He's DEAD !
Player 1: Awww, but I wanted to interrogate him !