Looking down at the grenade for a moment, he just nodded as he rolled it around in his palm for a moment before he pulled the pin on it, and let the trigger release back before he moved out from behind the alley, and lobbed the grenade at the group. Ducking back behind the wall, he counted the seconds, before he heard the explosion and the moment he did he turned and bolted across the street without even a glance at where heâ€™d thrown the grenade.  Though as he was running, he saw a couple of zombies  making their way down the other end of the street, one of which seemed to have enough sense to try and head him off.<br/><br/>Knowing he was to close to fire his pistol while it was loaded with his frag rounds, Jackson just pushed himself to run faster and managed to reach the hatch first to pull it open. Though the moment he did, the zombie grabbed him from behind. Purely on instinct, Jackson slammed his head back and heard a sickening crack before the thing could bite him, and only turned around to hold out his arm, as a small round fired from his bracer and splattered the things head open. It was a small round, but to the rotted corpse, it was effective all the same.<br/><br/>Before anymore could try running at him, Jackson climbed into the hatch, and held the handle of it waiting for the woman to come through. Though if the zombies made it first, heâ€™d shut it without her he told himself.