The heavy gunner of my Space Marine squad ran dry on ammo one turn before I would have completed a tense hold-out mission against the ravenous genestealer hordes of Space Hulk Tactics. Without his suppressive fire obliterating any aliens who dared to proceed down the long corridor from their main spawn point, the nasties were able to pick my battle brothers apart one by one, the defensive position collapsing like a house of cards. My plan had almost worked beautifully. Just like this game.