Utterly Mad

Father:
Yes, the others must get to feel the purging fire too.
You bring the muzzle over to point towards the main group, still in a firefight with the others.
The flames hits the bush, and all it's inhabitants, from left to right. Soon the entire general direction of where you literaly fired is now engulfed in flames.

And you can hear more screams and howls as they run around, fur on fire.
If you didn't have a filter on your suit, you'd probably smell some well-done meat, mixed with burning hair.

Your squadmates cease fire, and look carefully at the burning hounds. The rookies don't seem amused by the smell.