“Thanks” he breathed.

I spotted Luca at least 4 metres in front of me max and he turned back, sliding my lighter over to me with less than half the gas left.

“The moment you see me throw this, I want you to stand up and shoot everyone you can got me? If you run out, don’t go for another clip, I’ll take care of them. You get the others to help you load the rifles into our van understand?”

There was still the occasional gunshot that echoed in the abandoned warehouse and the man beside me nodded, not trusting himself with words.

“Good man” I patted his shoulder before getting into position. From listening to the guns go off, I could tell there were still 3 diagonally to my right, one straight ahead and at least 2 to the left.

On all fours, I made my way over to Luca and grinned.

“Cover me and go for the left” I ordered.

Luca nodded, looking me in the eye.

“Three” we pulled the chambers back.

“Two” I clutched the lighter in my right hand, gun in left.

“One” Luca stood up and shot the two, and spent the rest of his bullets shooting at where the others would be so they wouldn’t dare get up. I moved closer to the three behind the rifles and threw the lighter down beside them with all the strength I could muster, covering my eyes when the small explosion happened.

The man I saved before buried a bullet into another enemies head and I turned back to grin at him. I swung back around to punch one in the face, hearing a sickening crunch at his nose which I had no doubt broken and kicked at his legs. I shot the other in the stomach and then his head when he was trying to frantically put out the fire on his pants and legs.

82.

I turned to the last man, pointing the gun to him when he knocked it from my hands and tried to swipe at my head with his machete.

I ducked and kicked at his knees, watching them bend back when it wasn’t supposed to and felt the cool metal tear at my shoulder as he went down. Growling, I pulled his arm forward, bending it back and taking the machete from him, slicing it at his throat. His blood poured out of him as he fell to the floor by my feet, red on my chucks.