Damian fired twice at the zombies on his right. The first shot hit its target right in the forehead and exploded the undead's brain out the back of its skull. The second wasn't so great hitting the zombie in the neck and only staggering it slightly before it lunged at him. He grappled with it for a few minutes before grabbing his glock like by the barrel and bashing it into the zombies skull like a makeshift hammer. He pushed the corpse off of him in disgust and ran over to the others at the truck noticing the wounded Alexi. "Shit. You don't look so hot, you sure you can still handle this?" The wounds looked bad and the truck wasn't really worth dying over. "We still have time to fight our way back to the bar if you can't."