Anna coughed as she sprinted harder and harder, her heart thumping wildly in her chest as her body was being pushed to a limit she'd reached before many times, and knew she could hold out. Her legs felt good, but a little bit of pain sparked up in her calf. She hadn't pushed this hard in a good while, carrying so much weight. But the adrenaline was working its magic, and any pain she might have she could not feel. Her senses were high and her trainings effects were in play, even sprinting at full pace she was able to spot moving targets and deal with them, for ranged or running targets she had to stop and aim, but otherwsie she was fine running and gunning.<br/><br/>Her body count was up to 20 at least, probably more that she hadn't seen. The numbers of Infected were incredible, and Hackett's combat sense knew that going for the rocks was a bad idea. The Infected outnumbered the group by a staggering level, if the numbers Hackett had seen were any indication of strength in the area. Holding out was not an option, but Hackett had no idea where she was. The moon was up and she knew which way the river was, so she tried her best to make a run towards the trail, or where she thought it was, and where she knew the river was.<br/><br/>"<strong>Utem, pick up the pace, we can't stay around here for long.</strong>" Hackett yelled over her radio as she jumped over a low sitting toppled tree, landing awkwardly but staying on her feet. "<strong>I can't see you, but I think I'm running adjacent to you guys to the west.</strong>"