under the car, the tight space made it difficult to move, but I crawled towards the back, kicking off my heels in the process. I was reluctant to expose myself since I wasn’t sure where my adversary was located at the moment. However, one good shot at the gas tank, and I would end up with one hot death.
The guard and the shooter he was up against continued to trade fire, leaving me to deal with mine. I eased out into the unknown, aware that these guys weren’t there to take me, but to make sure I was dead. When I wasn’t immediately hit with a bullet or fired at, I stood my ass up and took off running to take up the position at the side of the guard’s vehicle.
No sooner than I rose to get a glimpse at my fate did a bullet whizz past my head from my rear. Either there was another guy, or the asshole I was trading fire with flanked around my position to take me out from the back.
Since they obviously wanted me dead and no fire came from the front anymore, I was dealing with the same determined asshole. I eased back from the target zone, attempting to find a good spot, but found that there weren’t any. I needed to get away from this fucking vehicle, or I was assuredly going to die.
The swish didn’t sound until the impact struck the metal of the vehicle right next to my head. The mother fucker had me pinned down. The thump of boots hitting the hard pavement sounded before I spotted movement.
I didn’t hesitate releasing round after round, one hitting him center mass in his chest. His body armor kept him coming. He even had on a protective helmet that made him a fast-moving bullet-proof shadow.
Fuck!
The empty magazine dropped, and I reloaded, jerking my extra clip from my waistband. The few seconds it had taken me to trade out my magazine had given the asshole a chance to creep up on me.
The barrel of his weapon was less than four feet from my face. At that range, from an automatic weapon, my head would crack open like a ripe cantaloupe. I didn’t drop my pistol because I was willing to take this dark fucker to hell with me.
Arjen’s face appeared and eased the dark edge of my impending death while I stared into the black metal hole that held my fate.
The blast of the gun sounded. Odd. I should have been dead or dying and not hearing anything. When a harsh jerk twisted the man’s body, I didn’t hesitate to let loose more rounds, concentrating on his head and neck areas.
He wobbled towards me like he was drunk with his gun hanging limp in his hand. The silence that followed his fall was as loud as the sound system inside my car, pushing out the base and thumping out a rhythmic drumbeat against my body.
I turned past the back end of the vehicle to see the guard who still had his weapon aimed in our direction from his position behind the berm. He had saved my life.
The movement behind him drew my attention. Too charged to speak or warn him, I commenced to shooting at the emerging figure at his back. Despite my bullets connecting with the target, his armor kept him in play and the guard took a shot that sent him slamming into the hill he had taken cover behind. He had taken his attention from his target to help me, and the man had snuck up behind him.
I ran towards the shooter, putting myself in the open to take his ass out. The six shots I let loose pounded into his chest and against the helmet he wore.
The body armor kept him alive, but the punch of the bullets put him on his ass, and he was unable to return fire. The guard lay slumped against the hill so that I was unable to see his face, but noticed his body shaking uncontrolled.
Fuck!
The asshole that shot my guard lifted his gun to shoot at me, but a clean shot from HB took most of his fucking hand off, disarming him. He was wearing a helmet like the other prick, so the headshot hadn’t landed clean and appeared to have rearranged something upstairs.
I turned the guard over, releasing a loud heave from the effort. The first sight of the damage he endured caused my heart to fight gravity and drop. A