If there's one thing I learned playing the Resident Evil 4 Remake, it's this: don't use a shotgun for a pistol problem, as tempting as it is. Yes, the riot shotgun sounds like god slamming a car door and can instantly paper the walls with any pitchfork-wielding grandma foolish enough to cross Leon 'Kill Them Grandmas' Kennedy. But as much as I never want to put the shotgun down, I know in my right mind that I have to save it for special occasions. It wouldn't feel special otherwise, right?
That grandma is what we call a pistol problem. A quick Punisher headshot and a roundhouse kick and she's wallpaper, folks. A shotgun problem looks more like a demon spider barreling down a hallway, wet fangs glistening in the torchlight as you scrounge around for an herb while Ashley mutters desperate praise like "good scrounging, Leon" from within the gym locker you nobly asked her to guard. That's when the shotgun comes out. That's when spending this limited and powerful resource is justified according to the scientific grandma-spider hierarchy you've constructed in your mind like any sensible human being.
