He went onto the road where the machine gunners could see him.

He got them into it, then pulled back everyone but the machine gunners.

Within a heartbeat, the machine gunner decided not to fire.

The machine gunner stopped short, blocking the man behind him.

An order was given to the machine gunners, who promptly went into action.

The machine gunners somehow managed to hold their fire in time.

The machine gunner in the car opened fire, and he was skilled at his job.

Machine gunners, set up and support his fire when he finds a target.

The machine gunner had made an escape through the corridor.

Then the machine gunner's eyes grew dim, and he died.

Plugged by machine gunners who went out of their way to get him.

That chance depended upon the actions of the machine gunner.

Again the glasses were passed to the machine gunner who glanced through.

The weapons were silenced, but the machine gunners kept watch.

One of our machine gunners called from the ridge overlooking the river.

The machine gunner was still working the area in and around the fallen bodies when we arrived.

He knew that the machine gunner might be one of his Apaches.

The class I played was the light machine gunner.

He then began taking fire from the third machine gunner who missed his mark; Adams didn't.

The machine gunner's eyes went wide as he stared at the man on the floor who had just saved his life.

A few steps from where I stood our machine gunners tensed.

Which is more than enough time for the Nip machine gunner to kill them all.

He served in Europe as a machine gunner aboard a bomber.

If a machine gunner was caught, he was more likely to be killed.

The officers discovered the dead machine gunners and their terrible weapon.