Crono
The Guy
Ryan was thankful for the girls assistance as they moved through the wooded area, occasionally risking a look over the shoulder just to be sure they we're keeping a good distance from their pursuers. He did try not to put too much weight on her, the two didn't need to go tumbling ass over tea-kettle with walkers on their trail. Once they'd cleared the treeline he could happily see the base, it was obvious they we're both excited considering how their paces quickened. It may or may not have been a good idea considering about halfway between the treeline and the front gate the man stumbled a little in his step, he couldn't tell if it was from the blood he lost or the fact that his body was off balance now. His mouth was dry from the amount of breathing he'd done, so when they neared he simply motioned for her to get the gate open while he leaned his back against the fence. Ryan grimaced at the sight of the group of walkers from the woods we're still wandering their way through the open area.
The man had been thinking about calling out the others inside, or whistling just to get their attention. This choice was taken from him the moment a pair of dead came wandering along the fence-line towards him and the girl. At the rate they we're closing in it was clear they would arrive before the two could get inside, so he took aim with his pistol and fired. The first glanced off the side of one's head, the second took it down, a third shot went god knows where, and the fourth hit the other walker in the chest, followed by the fifth and final bullet to it's head. He blamed the accuracy on the wound, and the fact that he wasn't ambidextrous. Those shots would also alert the others. Ryan wasted no time, turning around and moving along the fence towards the girl and the gate.
The man had been thinking about calling out the others inside, or whistling just to get their attention. This choice was taken from him the moment a pair of dead came wandering along the fence-line towards him and the girl. At the rate they we're closing in it was clear they would arrive before the two could get inside, so he took aim with his pistol and fired. The first glanced off the side of one's head, the second took it down, a third shot went god knows where, and the fourth hit the other walker in the chest, followed by the fifth and final bullet to it's head. He blamed the accuracy on the wound, and the fact that he wasn't ambidextrous. Those shots would also alert the others. Ryan wasted no time, turning around and moving along the fence towards the girl and the gate.