“RUNNERS!” She yells. #zombies

“RUNNERS!”  She yells. 

One of her shots finds its mark, and the runner falls.  The other two runners zig-zag their way through the herd of walkers.  Deacon yells to Luke to slow down the runners and that he and Greg will stay on the walkers.  The walkers are slow at making their way to the convoy, but are still falling.  The runners have broken free of the herd.  Luke drops one within fifty yards of the truck.  The other closes in on them quickly.  The more nervous she and Luke get, the more their bullet placement becomes less than stellar.  One of Luke’s rounds find its way to the creature’s hip, turning him.  Luke puts two rounds in the torso and one in the knee opposite of the hip he had shot.  Her shots tear through the runner’s flesh as he falls.  This runner falls ten feet from the front of the truck on the passenger’s side, out of sight.  Luke and her turn their attention to help Deacon and Greg with the walkers.  There are about thirteen walkers left and they have made it within thirty feet of the truck.  Deacon starts to question how good of plan this really was.  He has almost gone through two full magazines.