Martin used the split second of distraction the Officer gave him and moved a step to the left placing Miller between him and Matt's gun.
"Ireallygottogothanksbye" Martin ran off, sword in one hand and shield on his shoulder. Bag hastily thrown on his back.

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The smoke near the explosion site had cleared, some vampires were moving in the bushes near it. Got to catch a ride first, Martin thought.
He sprinted into the city, on his way he grabbed a SMG from the clutches of a Soldier's arm, the arm was about 20 ft. away from the body so Martin figured the guy didn't need the gun anymore.

The officer was right about having won the battle, but there were still hordes of vampires skulking around in the darker shadows, and while the main streets were fairly clear, the alleys were not.
From cover to cover Martin dashed towards the center of town, where his car should be. He saw a few SOLDIERs take down a group of vampires, this cleared a path so Martin ran, then they opened fire at him. Martin returned fire, he was a terrible shot, but with a Sub-Machine-Gun that didn't really matter. He didn't even care if he hit anything. It forced them into cover and that meant less bullets coming his way.

He got past but he felt soaked, he felt his back and got a hand full of blood. Didn't feel anything, might as well keep running till the adrenaline runs out.

He got to the town center, and there he saw it. An armored van, holy smoke pouring out the back. Martin walked around and opened the door. It was beautiful.