Chloe had gotten lucky and she was thankful for it. She was still alive and although she hadn’t hit him, Josef had managed to get up and help her out before the soldier could regain his senses. When he said so, Chloe lowered her axe breathing heavily and trying to regain control. She managed to mumble a “Thank you”, though it was very soft and hard to hear over her panting. For now she needed to calm herself before something else came up and she did something just as, if not even more stupid than what she had just tried to do. She was unable to have that time yet, as shouting could be heard getting closer to their location and she followed quickly after Josef. She ran after him, towards the Jeep, and after his nod, followed him, crouching and positioning herself in the front seat, making sure she kept lower than Josef so that he could see what was going on. It seemed she would have to wait in order to calm down but that didn’t keep her from trying to take deep, slow and quiet breaths as she observed Joan and the back of the carrier. She could see the girl raise a gun to the backside of the carrier, which worried her, though it should have done a lot worse. Then the carrier opened though she couldn’t see what was inside, though she tried her hardest to make it out. She almost jumped when she heard shouting and looked around frantically before a pair of black legs stepped in front of her. She put a hand over her mouth to keep any noise from escaping and waited until the figure had moved on before she removed her hand. She noticed a soldier’s legs make a break for it and Chloe let out a curse. “We need to get Joan out of there.” That was probably obvious. There were those things headed right for her and if they didn’t get her, the soldiers most certainly would after they had taken care of things, or maybe ever while. At that moment she regretted not trying to talk the girl out of it (though she probably wouldn’t have listened), or followed after her (even though she hadn’t noticed until it was too late). She wanted to do something but she was all out of ideas and could only stay crouched and watch.