West Coast Witch
“Better have them in the legs than have them recover and come back for more, I figured.
We moved in, past what was apparently a trucks’ loading dock. The sound of boots on concrete came from further down near the end of one of the rows of crates. Two men, dressed in black and sporting were tattoos on their necks, came into view.
Teresa yelled. “Get down!”
I got behind a crate only scant seconds before I heard the buzzing of an automatic weapon. It took a moment for me to register wha...t it was, at first, but it was freaking scary. The sensation of having a whole bunch of bullets fly by you is just terrifying. Combined with just the sound of automatic fire? I was surprised I didn’t soil myself.
“Trigger control,” I heard Teresa hiss. “They have none.” She popped out from behind a forklift, popping off shots down towards the men.
I popped off out from behind the crate.MoreLess
We moved in, past what was apparently a trucks’ loading dock. The sound of boots on concrete came from further down near the end of one of the rows of crates. Two men, dressed in black and sporting were tattoos on their necks, came into view.
Teresa yelled. “Get down!”
I got behind a crate only scant seconds before I heard the buzzing of an automatic weapon. It took a moment for me to register wha...t it was, at first, but it was freaking scary. The sensation of having a whole bunch of bullets fly by you is just terrifying. Combined with just the sound of automatic fire? I was surprised I didn’t soil myself.
“Trigger control,” I heard Teresa hiss. “They have none.” She popped out from behind a forklift, popping off shots down towards the men.
I popped off out from behind the crate.MoreLess
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