No, not Rory. The other type, the cowardly kind that tastes delicious in a mcburger. Oh, actually it's a kind of gamer.
About this creation
Well, they're really a sort of fair-weather friend.
Not quite as potentially dangerous as a teamkiller, but still a liability.
The moment the tides of battle turn and it's time to fight a defensive battle, PUK-PUK-PUKPAWK off he goes; sorry, he's got a prior engagement in that bomb shelter over there.
Save the 5-0 score and team integrity be stuffed!
I mean, we all fall back a bit in the face of withering fire, but this is ridiculous.
When there's one on the enemy's side, there's an art to attacking in just the right way to make them feel outclassed/outnumbered/outfirepowered; tanks? Planes? Mass infantry attack?
All you really need to do is blast off a few dozen rounds at him from different angles all at once; he'll feel overwhelmed, drop his weapon and run, run, run away.
Thus weakening the enemy.
But if all else fails, they do taste delightful when properly prepared into a Mc-chicken burger; yum-yum, and the next one to join will know not to run away like quicksilver.