Scattered gunfire was less predictable. Almost more dangerous, in a way. But there's still a general spray - since it seemed unable to target, if it was outside that cone of fire, he wouldn't be slowed down by an injury. Or, even less convenient, sent back to the train in a death. He didn't relish marching back here all over again.

Zechs approached it then from the side and behind, while it tried to throw off the priest like a mechanical bull. He took his sword and firmly stabbed into the robot, twisting sharply, hoping to destroy enough of it that it'd simply crash down, completely disabled.