They returned fire but the sniper was out of range of their handguns. I pulled myself up enough to see him and his scoped rifle. I took aim and pulled the trigger twice in quick succession. The sniper rolled down and tumbled off the roof on top of the wire mesh. “Cheetah, look out!” I glanced up.
Another shooter appeared by the hip of the roof. I don’t think he saw me. He fired at Sewer Rat and Michelangelo who were returning fire from behind the chimney. Their bullets fell short, smashing into the clay tiles not far above me.
I strained to pull myself up to see if I could get a shot off. In the process, I made the catwalk swing from side to side. The metal hit against the wall. The shooter heard it. I ducked.
I couldn’t hold on much longer. All he had to do was wait till I dropped. But
