Backing up his warning, the guards aimed their weapons straight at Calhoun.

Instead of killing them quickly, the guards aimed low and burned off their legs.

The guard asked for my camera, aimed it at me and clicked, checking, I guess, for a gun inside the lens.

The other guard aimed a kick at Tiron's chest.

Seeing the first attacker, the guard aimed his gun and pulled the trigger before the second man could intervene.

As they slid to a stop near the center, a guard brought his rifle around the far corner and aimed.

The guards now had their lasers aimed at the colonists and were moving back from the corral.

From a corner tower above the battlements, a guard aimed a long burst of gunfire in their direction.

The guard spun toward the sound and aimed his rifle at nothing.

When the cigar "went off", all four guards drew their guns and aimed at Hemingway.