[b]Ford[/b]

His rifle was damaged, the shotgun was still working and loaded. But the Paladin was coming in to fast to do anything effective. Ford drew his blades and got ready to take on the Tank being. "Bring it on!" The Paladin charged at Ford ready to crush him. Ford charged, if he was going to die he was going to leave his mark. 

The two collided, Ford was sent into the remains of one of the buildings nearby. The Paladin charged Ford, though Ford was smaller and faster in this fight, he was able to keep dodging for a while, though it was getting faster, smarter as the fight went on. Ford made it back to his rifle and trained it on the paladin. With out armor piercing he couldn't do much, or a working rifle. But he still had the dragons breath loads in the shotgun attachment. He fired, the Paladin took the hit, though it wasn't use to being in flames, this bought Ford time. Though not enough, the Paladin picked up Ford and held him by his neck.

Then the paladin stopped, it dropped Ford and ran off. "The fuck?" Ford didn't have time to question the situation, instead he ran over to where the Humvee was, though he was too slow. It was long gone by the time he got close, understandable. He hesitated and now things moved on. He grabbed the shotgun attachment off his rifle and grabbed the spare grip for it from his bag, he wasn't planning on getting out of this with a .45 and a couple knives.

He started running his way to the stadium, he could tell something was still wrong. The pelican left in a hurry, faster then it would have in a normal situation. He could still make it into the stadium though. He got onto his radio and started talking. "North! North ya read me?" Though he didn't even hear static, his radio was trashed beyond repair.

(I will post for other characters in a bit, still busy.)