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Wya rushed him, blindsiding him, attacking him while he wasn't watching. It was a cowards move, one he should have expected from the weakling. The whimp knocked him back, The next fist was overtop of him. Carter caught it, holding the fist. He looked up as he hesrd the shot, Tala had grabbed his gun, shot the boy he killed.
Then tala Turned. She started firing at him. Carter had Wyatt above him, he pulled him down. The bullets would hit them both. Unless tala was an expert marksman bothwnouldmget hit. He felt the bullets tear through his chest and a smile came to his face. He saw his men step forward and rush at her.
The last thing he hesrd was an explosion, before he slipped away. Between the walkers,mthe explosion, and Carter dying his men were panicked.,some rushed forward only to be gunned down. Others approached the man shouting from the SUV. They started banging on the windows, surrounding it.
His men dealt with the walkers, shooting them down. Some were trying to help the wounded, grab missing limbs and bodies.
One man held Wyatt down, pushing him against Carters dead body. They were ignoring Tala, everyone else. At the point they didn't matter.
Post by Wyatt Thorne on Feb 15, 2016 23:36:41 GMT -5
As Wyatt gave Carter the hit, a new guy joined the chaos. He started giving orders and had his gun raised. Wyatt gave him a dirty look, but focused back at the situation at hand. He wanted to give Carter yet another smack against his cheek, but he was faster and grabbed Wyatt his fist.
It was then Tala reacted, but Wyatt only noticed it when she shot Oliver. His head turned and saw she had a gun, he was afraid some guard would grab her or kill her. Because he was focused on her, Carter was able to get the upper hand. So when Tala pulled the trigger, Carter pulled Wyatt close, he saw the bullets coming and feared for his life. It was the last one that hit him in the shoulder, he felt how the bullet entered his flesh, but immediately left it through the backside of the shoulder. He was pretty sure it didn’t hit any bone, just muscles, but it hurt, blood came out of the wound.
That moment caused Wyatt to see everything in slow motion, he saw how men rushed at Tala and him, he ran foreward, to help her, pushing his wound with his free hand. But immediately was blown backwards by the large explosion. Again he had no clue what just happened. Everything was a bit burry and there was a loud beeping noise. He shook his head to regain focus and saw even more chaos. The men of Carter where fighting of walkers, Mason was heading to the RV and yelled something, which Wyatt didn’t hear cause of the beeping noise and some other men who weren’t busy with walkers, came at Tala and himself, maybe even Emyr, but he couldn’t see where the kid was.
Wyatt felt how he was pushed down on the dead body of Carter, he was weak, his shoulder hurt like hell, but didn’t gave up yet, he gave the men a head but with the back of his head. Lucky for Wyatt that one wasn’t wearing a helmet or something else. The guy fell backwards, Wyatt crawled from the ground and took one of Carter his weapons, immediately he turned around and shot the man that held him down mere seconds ago, making sure he used his good arm. His hearing was slowly better and the beeping sound was disappearing, he finally noticed Emyr. “Emyr, grab Rob, we need to go now!” he yelled. Then he rushed over to Tala and grabbed her hand. He felt the sharp pain as he raised his arm to grab her hand. “We need to get out of here!” he once more yelled. He already saw Mason leaving with the RV, not knowing he told them to hurry and join him. “We’ll take the ambulance!” he added.
Brad saw it devolving, but reacted way too slow. Damn it, I used to be faster than this. He thought to himself as the first shot echoed. He tried to shift his aim left and track the woman who opened fire, but he was forced into cover as a trio of shots blew the mirror and window out next to his head. Swinging around the back of the Tahoe, Brad sighted two armed men bringing weapons to bear on the group they were fighting. Brad beat them to the punch, firing one round into the abdomen of the guy on the left. His target folded over in pain as the second guy took two rounds to the chest and one to the head. Just as he went to move up, four walkers rounded on Brad from behind the truck. He dropped each with well aimed head shots, but his final round signaled an empty chamber. Cursing under his breath, Brad threw the empty shotgun on the hood of the SUV, and drew his Glock from the holster on his hip.
He advanced, dropping walkers and mercs alike, changing mags to keep up with what seemed to be a steady flow of enemies. He didn't understand how the walkers were so thick until he recalled how many bullets had been fired. Oh, and that nasty little business with the explosion. Brad thought as he dropped another magazine, ramming a fresh one into the grip of his weapon. He spotted an RV, surrounded by people trying to get in. The driver was one of the unarmed group, so he intended to help him if he could. However, the guys outside would serve as some good distractions for walkers. He put a single round into each of their legs, until there were five groaning and writhing men on the ground bleeding like stuck pigs. Good thing I don't have command staff anymore. They probably wouldn't like that too much. Brad turned his attention to the survivors. The one who had been shot was pulling at a woman and heading towards an assortment of vehicles. He saw an ambulance, had to be the one mentioned in his comment to Mr. RV. Another many stood slightly off to the rest. He seemed to know the group, but he hadn't really moved much since everything went down. Brad gave him a nudge as he ran up. "Hey bud, we gotta get the hell out of here. In, now" He shouted as he downed another walker that was getting too close, and pointed over his shoulder at his marked squad. He looked across at the RV and the Ambulance crew and yelled. "If ya'll wanna make it out of here, follow me." He didn't expect any of them to listen to him, but he needed to stay ahead of them. He may have layed a few little tricks along the way in here to protect his ass. Just a couple claymores he had liberated from an abandoned army post 30 miles back. "Im not going to lead you like some god damn hero, I just need to disarm the bombs I layed on the way in here! Call it insurance!" He said, spinning around and heading back to his SUV as fast as he could.
He was in the truck and up the road in a flash. No one had followed him, so instead he was off. As he went, he stopped at two locations, going through the same process of disarming and lifting the claymores out of the dirt and stowing them in his truck. Brad was done and on his way again in less than two minutes. As he pulled out onto the highway and floored it, he couldn't help but think he didn't do much for the people back there. He may have prolonged the inevitable, or maybe he just caused more death faster. From that point forward, Brad was gonna stay away from large groups. They seemed to be nothing but trouble. He pulled his sunglasses over his eyes to protect them as he drove off into Texas scrub brush.
Emyr was too caught up in everything to think about the possibility of Oliver turning, he was just sad to see his friend being killed. Then Tala put a bullet in his head, so he wouldn't come back, he was glad that Tala was in full survivalist mode and helped remove the danger from him.
Then in all of a matter of seconds, everything began spiralling out of control. Tala had shot Carter, a new man had shown up, some men and some trucks were destroyed and Mason was driving off in the RV. It was quite hard to tell what was going on, some men were fighting walkers, some were tending to the wounded, now would be the best chance to escape.
Amongst all the chaos, he finally managed to spot Wyatt, luckily he was still alive. Wyatt told him to take care of Rob, so Emyr immediately obeyed, moving the over to the old man's body and beginning to carry it. If the situation weren't so serious, he'd probably complain about the job or take much longer to get it done, but there was no time to waste, if he didn't get it done in time, it would be his life gone, so he hurried. Wyatt told everyone to get to the ambulance, Emyr quickly carried Rob over to the ambulance, opened the backdoors and placed his body down inside.
Emyr climbed in, ready to leave, the new man was saying something outside but he didn't really catch it. Hopefully the others would make it in soon and they could all leave alive.
Lara wasn't sure what was happening. The world had erupted in chaos. She saw Wyatt, Carter. She knew she had shot Carter, he was dead. She dropped the gun. She heard shots, men yelling and screaming. What the hell?
She stood, looking around, and saw Emyr pick up Robert, carrying him. She felt someone shoving her. Wyatt. He was forcing her along, trying to help her. The RV was moving, she saw Mason in the driver's seat. She snatched her arm away and ran towards the broken down car she had been working on. She snagged her bag of tools and her spear. She had clicked back in. She was running, trying to catch up with the RV. She screamed at Wyatt, 'FOLLOW US, HE"S GOT OUR FOOD!!!!" She wasn't about to let Mason drive away with all their shit!
She caught up to the side and grabbed the door handle. She turned the handle and jumped. She fell inside the RV, laid for a second, gasping for her breath, then got up. She held her spear and dropped her bag. She made her way to the front, trying to keep her balance. Mason was hauling ass down the road, pedal to the metal, "Just gonna take our shit and run, huh?" She plopped her ass down in the seat next to him and pointed the spear at him, "Drive, but let Wyatt and them catch up to us, I won't lose my friends." She said through gritted teeth.
It's been ten seconds and he did what he had to do, pressing his foot on the gas pedal and began to drive through the path he had created. But not even a minute after taking off, Lara races to the door and dives in, hurting herself in the process before plopping down in the seat with a spear, pissed off at him trying to drive off with their stuff. He let out a sly chuckle. "Would you put the spear down? If I would of waited any longer, you would have bullet holes in your stuff." And with that he slowed down around the corner allowing the others to catch up, looking back at the army of men, what's left, they seem to be all dying off one by one while the flames from the vehicles he had blown up were spreading to the grass.
Mason could of drove faster when Lara was coming up on him. He had seen her. He could be miles away alone with all their shit but something stopped him. Something deep within. Confusing to Mason he shakes off the thoughts and looks over at her to see the look of anger in her eyes. This woman, she was pushed to her limits and killed a man to protect who she believes is her family. And in her eyes, he's a possible threat so he understands the questionable attitude towards him. He turns to see Wyatt and the others arrive to the RV.
Post by Wyatt Thorne on Feb 21, 2016 18:18:25 GMT -5
It was one big chaos, Wyatt did his best to make sure Tala would leave with him. He also watched how Emyr got Rob to safety and how he jumped in the ambulance. Just as he was about to yell at Tala again, to tell her they had to go, he felt how she pulled lose from his grip.
He watched her run after the RV as she yelled to follow then. Wyatt cursed, but nodded. He didn’t even notice what the other guy was doing, the one that sort of wanted to calm things. He just ignored everything, rushed to the ambulance and jumped in. Wyatt didn’t have to worry about his stuff, since it was still in the ambulance, where he left them.
The keys were still in the contact and Wyatt quickly turned them as he heard a lot more gunshot. “Guess they noticed we are trying to escape.” He said under his breath has he looked at Emyr. Finally he was able to start the damn ambulance and with screeching tires, he left all the chaos behind him. "Not today suckers." he said looking in the mirror from the car. The ambulance was going as fast as it could and he sighed in relief as he finally noticed the RV. “Dammit, Tala I thought I lost you for a second.” Wyatt said softly while briefly closing his eyes.
He was a bit more relaxed, but not completely, since he didn’t trust the new guy, Mason with Tala. “I swear to god if he screws us over, I’m going to kill that son of a bitch.” Wyatt said angry. “And you don’t want to know what I’m going to do, if I find out, he hurt Tala.” He added.
Then he waited for a second, to recover from all the events and he reminded himself that had been pretty brave. “Hey buddy.” Wyatt said as he looked at him. “You did good out there, I’m glad to have you by my side.” He added. Then he focused back on the road.
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