In youth, when playing Army, I once claimed that I wasn't "shot" when I really was.
As a young soldier, my squad was once a attacked by an officer with a “god gun”- think a laser tag gun, than does rapid fire in all directions.
My 203 gunner, all without orders, dropped a smoke round in his jeep, convincing the officer to go elsewhere.
(It was a darn good shot, actually - a couple of hundred meters uphill, and the 203 round landed right in the passenger side of the jeep.)