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Hunter took aim with the pump action in his hands. One at a time firing the twelve gauge slugs, one at a time each hitting its target. He only had three shots left in the gun, but between him and everyone else that seemed to be enough. "[color=007236]Keep an eye out.[/color]" Hunter said when things seemed calm. 

Hunter climbed out of the truck with the shotgun in his hands. Most the shells were by the table or in the camper still, but a handful were still in the cabin of the truck. He opened the passenger door and grabbed the paper bag with the loose shotgun shells in it. One by one he loaded them in until the shotgun was fully loaded with all 5 shells. "[color=007236]I am going to head back to the table area and see if it is clear now, keep me covered until I give the all clear.[/color]" Hunter tried to move up all tactical like, but the closest thing he had to combat experience was going to his local airsoft arena. Sure nothing would shoot back at him, but now if he screwed up he was dead.