POP! POP POP!! The gunshots rang out through the air. They were close to the soup line and gunfire this close was enough to stir up some panic among the civilians.<br/><br/>From the direction of the gunfire, Coop stepped backwards with his M4 held at his hip. He didn't fire randomly, not wanting to waste the little ammunition that he did have. As he stepped backwards, he rand directly into David, turning his head. "Ah something alive. I don't suppose you've run much today? There are about 4 dozen zombies shuffling that way and I'm about to run. Join me?" Coop's calm nature was just his front, he never showed panic because in his mind, if he showed panic than he was panicking. Even if he really was scared out of his mind, he wasn't about show it.<br/><br/>Coop tossed the M4 onto his back, the strap holding it on as he took a cigarette out and slipped it between his lips, taking off in the opposite direction, knocking over some soup bowls as he did.