Foot3Shooter
Junior Member
Taylor cursed as he heard another roar. He turned to Jason "We need to move." he said, and left the clinic though the once barricaded door. He ran for the truck, shooting an infected that lurched torwards him. He reached the truck, only to see Yuri get out "Yuri, what are you doing?" he yelled, and the roar rang out, and Taylor felt as if the ground was shaking. He turned, and saw the Tank. He looked to the russian and saw he was attepting to take it on. "You don't want to do that!" he yelled frantically. He looked down the scope and fired a shot at the Tank, hitting the deep gash from the helicopter. It yelled out in pain and picked up a nearby dumpster, hurling it at Taylor. He dove to the side, landing on his elbow, pain shooting up his arm. He yelled as the dumpster hit the ground and slid across the concrete. Taylor stood up, holding his arm and moving torwards the truck. "Yuri, let's go. You can get him later. Right now we have to get out of here." He opened up the back door, and hopped in.