better view: Yeah, probably. He saved us though. He’s a good guy I think. A little anyway.
The bus is peeled open like a sardine can and Steve looks at it with his chest puffed out, proud of his work. Some of the stragglers are reforming and the second crowd, unperturbed by the blast, continues its approach from the rear. His victories over the swarms are short lived, but at least frequent, and at least dramatic.
Not wanting to give them time to become a threat he opens his backpack and removes two blocks of C4, planting them along opposite sides of the road. Tommy and the others look on in amazement as he draws both swords, sprints towards the opening in the bus, jumps across the gap, through the flames and rolls to his feet, deep in the depths of the remaining enemies.