Bullets glance off the jeeps as he takes out tires and glass and fuel lines wherever he can. Thankfully, every returned shot that whizzes past him or buries itself in the tower is one less aimed at the Apache as Murdock flies over them toward a courtyard where he can land long enough to take on passengers.
He doesn't have time to get back to them - not while he's drawing fire and shooting US Army trained soldiers anywhere non-fatal.
"Go..." He whispers, glancing back at them as Hannibal and BA board with the civilians. "Get out of here."
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Date: 2013-07-05 04:08 pm (UTC)He doesn't have time to get back to them - not while he's drawing fire and shooting US Army trained soldiers anywhere non-fatal.
"Go..." He whispers, glancing back at them as Hannibal and BA board with the civilians. "Get out of here."