Nolan fired the canister of tear gas high up into the air, letting it arc around and come down just in front of the charging group of infected. It sent them scattering away. Nolan turned back.<br/><br/>"What are you still doing here?" He asked Jewel. He raised a fist. "I don't like the looks of you, and Bob already gave me the odds. General, theres a 65% chance of infection in this one."<br/><br/>((1))