Kyle and Dave turned around as soon as they heard gunshots behind them. A couple of shots hit the side of the car, and luckily none of them hit Kyle.
David wasn't as lucky. "Ah, fuck!" He cried, clutching his leg as he fell to the ground. 
"Shit! Hold on, I got you." Kyle quickly grabbed him and dragged him to the other side of the car. "Where'd he hit you?"
Dave moved his hand, revealing a gunshot wound right below his knee. "Kyle...This hurts like hell, man...What are we gonna do?"
"You wait here. I'll take out this last guy." He aimed his gun at the car the bandit was hiding behind. He was ready to shoot as soon as this guy came out of cover.