The shells had ripped across his tail from the top but missed the engine compartment.
Two more shells ripped into his belly and he plunged out of the window, toppling to the street below.
The big shells ripped her open, fired her cargo.
It appeared that at least one shell had ripped through the forecastle.
The shells ripped across the horizontal and vertical control surfaces, tearing them to shreds.
Meanwhile, mortar shells were ripping the hell out of everything.
Like a shelled animal that's suddenly had the shell ripped away.
Their shells ripped open the chests of Guillet's horses and soldiers before exploding.
Before he could do so, however, the shell ripped through the windows of the stairwell landing below.
The shells ripped open the chests of Guillet's horses before exploding.