Hunter ran up, though he didn't go for the cover like he said he was going too. He ran right for the sniper. He knew if they waited any longer the sniper would have moved, and they wouldn't get a chance to stop 'em. He made it to the piece of cover and jumped over the top, hatchet raised. No use on using bullets at this range, too many dead near by now. 

He landed the flat side of the hatchet across the shooters face, He wasn't going to kill him like this, though he was going to make him pay. Someone who is willing to attack others for no reason has likely done it before. Before he could react again he swung the flat side into his knee, then across his face again. Hunter brought the person down the the concrete then drew his .38 Revolver, then he started beating the person with it across his face. He had faced bandits before, though this time things seemed different. He pictured all the bad things he has seen people do well he was on the road into this one person, and just kept beating him with the pistol grip. "[b]YOU ANIMAL! YOU MONSTER! YOU DID THIS! YOU DID THIS![/b]" He stopped when he realized the amount of blood... He knew he should have stopped, he knew the man would live, but he also knew if he kept going he wouldn't.

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