“Damn it! What’s the matter? Levis, what were you yelling?” Clough looked at Reeves.
“Sorry. I was shouting that there's a truck driving towards us. And there are people in the glass.” Reeves said, embarrassed, and then pushed up his eyeglasses.
“You are so unbelievably slow! I should....” Edward and Wender spoke at the same time.
Wayne shook his head, ”Knock it off!”
This silenced the team.
*Bang!* A loud gunshot sounded in the truck and followed closely by a man's laughter.
“Ha-ha-ha! What a good car! Looks like it's my lucky day!” A completely hairless man that resembled Bald Johnson jumped off the truck holding a double-barreled shotgun.
Surprisingly, he also wore riding boots.
He was followed by a dozen men holding various kinds of guns, bows, and crossbows.
The men
