Tim sighted again, he was going to pull the trigger, when he was hit again. "Fuck!" He yelled as he dropped. He checked himself, he found the hole, his upper right shoulder. Time seemed to slow around Tim, rounds still flying. a few impacted neer his head to snap him out of it. Tim moved faster, sighting his foes with incredible speed. Droppind six within the time frame of a few seconds, all of them, headshots. Then he realized, Victoria was still in the cross fire. Shit. He thought and bolted t'words her, tackling her behind a fallen log. Rounds zinging where she had stood a moment before.