Seeds Chapter 4 Page 31

But there were a lot of them, and he didn’t have a bullet for each one.

Even if he was perfectly accurate he’d be about forty rounds short. That didn’t mean surrender though, just that the swarm eventually chasing him would be smaller. Hopefully the lookouts at Trinity of Peirce Street Station had heard his shots and would send help, or at least prepare to take out whatever made it down the tracks to their position.

He wouldn’t run in that direction though, he’d continue on towards the stadium, if anything but to draw them away from the college. He continues firing, placing his shots as best he can, each one that doesn’t register as a kill, added to the list of problems to deal with later.