As he drove he spotted movement up ahead, a row of zombies were pouring out of the side alleys, obviously drawn by the sound of the explosion. He was so going to have to kill that kid from earlier.<br/><br/>"Fuck," he growled as he stopped the bike, sliding it sideways. Stepping off the bike and grabbing the pistols he had strapped to the side of the bike, his Desert Eagle on his hip. He glanced back at the woman, he couldn't really bother to remember her name, "hope you're good with those, looks like they've got a couple of Beasts with them, and a Brain with them too."<br/><br/>It figures, Beasts were fast, and strong at that. Able to climb, leap and tear at rapid speeds, they had to be taken out quickly otherwise they tore the hell out of your innards. A Brain meant they were organzied, they were the closest thing to a leader that infecteds could have, and they were pretty clever creatures for being mindless eating machines.<br/><br/>"Get the Brain, the Beasts I'll take care of myself."<br/><br/>Almost as if they had understood him, the Beasts suddenly leapt up into the air, driving ahead of the rest of the group. He counted four of them, more than enough to take them down easily, but Tyler wasn't an inexperienced fool. He aimed a pistol at the closest one who took the bait and jumped up, right into the path of the bullets he had fired with the other, it dropped onto the ground, dead before it hit with a sickening sound. He dodged nimbly back as another landed where he had been, he drove the Beast back with a kick and planted the pistol into his forehead and squeezed the trigger.<br/><br/>He pedalled backwards as the remaining duo charged him, rolling to the side he snapped his head up at the woman, "go. Now!"<br/><br/>He spotted the closest one pouncing, and he knew he wouldn't have time to move. He only crouched as it pounced, driving his feet upwards as he went down and continued it's momentum forward. It drove into the wall behind them, he twisted on the pavement and rang off two more shots into it's struggling skull.<br/><br/>He only had a moment of peace before he grabbed a nearby long metal pipe and stopped the next one's claws that had landed on him trying to finish the man. He darted his gaze from side to side, then wretching the bar from it's grip, he clocked it with the bar in the chin, knocking it back. He leapt up swiftly and drove the bar down into it's twisted face.<br/><br/>He sighed as he wiped the blood from his face and picked up his gun, glancing over to see how the woman had done so far before moving to finish the remaining horde.