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He is struck by the fallen bodies of the zombies, sending him falling onto his back, the sound of the pipes' metal ringing through the air, along with his groan echoing off the enclosed place. Bringing his knees to his chest to create space between his body and the zombies that fell on him, he pushes them out, psychic power fueling through his legs to bash them at the two that wanted to jump on him as if he was holding the football that was heading for the touchdown line. At the same time, shots ranged out from the gun to deliver the killing blow to the two before they would hit the ground.

Leaping back into a stand with a common martial art kick recovery from the ground, he extends his arms forward again, ready for the new wave to come his way, keeping his stance steady, fingers ready on the trigger.

Chen was glad that this place was slim like it was, or else he could have been overcame in a heartbeat by these numbers. Looking up, he noticed that the pipes ran along the ceiling of the tunnel, as well. Holstering the gun in his left hand, he runs at the wall while moving forward, kicks off a pipe, and has his left hand catch a hold of one of the slim pipes above. Using the forward momentum, his legs swing forward, pressed together, having his feet kick directly at the front center zombie. Success would have him rammed backwards into his other breathens.

While he was up here, he might as well take out some more, aiming the gun in his right hand, firing down at the one he just dropkicked, and the two right behind it.

After the kick, Chen's legs swing backwards, barely escaping the jumping reach of the two. With another swing of his legs forward, he has them go upward and hook around the top of the pipe to make it even harder to get him. Feet crisscrossing and left hand keeping a hold, he aims his right arm down, going to work to try to take down more of these things.

Five bullets left.

These things were smaaaaart. Chen was almost complementing taking them home with him after all this (if he could ever find out how these things worked), but his attention is grabbed by the clear passage to the source of the field. Bringing his right arm back up so that it couldn't becoming a limb for these things to throw him around with, he holsters this gun and begins a rapid crawl in the direction he was originally trying to go. He was scaling this pipe like a true monkey: feet first, hands follow, feet first, hands follow.

Just when he had enough room to get them from out underneath, he drops his feet, hangs for a second, then lets go to fall onto the other side of the pile. Having his right hand draw the pistol from his left holster, this one having seven bullets left, he makes a run for the hole, aiming backwards in case he would be followed.

Chen hits into the ground/pipes hard as he is tackled, looking up at the grim emotion less skull of this thing as it headbutts. It hits home, knocking Chen's shades off his face, the accessories falling off to the side somewhere, probably cracked, too. Blood starts to stream from his nose due to the headbutt along with opening his forehead to the right, but Chen wasn't going to let this thing dominate him, on the ground at that. It was time to initiate his "Cornered Cat" style. His left arm would be successfully pinned, but his right would keep free, having it come up and basically grab the face of this thing. Bringing his right knee up from underneath, separating the space between the main body of the skeleton and his own, he powers psychic power into his right leg.

If memory served correctly, the last time Chen had powered energy specifically into one limb, the result was an attack that blew the door right off an APC. Therefore, what happens when the foot is pressed against the chest of the skeleton?

"Get...off!"

And with a mighty push kick, he aims to have his foot tear through the chest and send the monster flying backwards into his friends in a mighty kick.

His right hand immediately grabs his left arm, blood appearing from the scar that was caused, sitting up. But for the most part, the zombies looked taken care of for now, so standing to his feet, he continues a run for the hole, his right hand keeping grip on his left arm. And with a dive, he enters into the Palace Sewers.

On his immediate entrance, Spooky would see only the dark corridors ahead. But then, as he picked up speed...

Zombies! Hundreds of them!

...Getting crushed by a semi! The sound of their screams grew deafening as they ran to intercept the vehicle, clawing at the hood, clawing at the bumper, clawing at the tires, jagged metal bones getting plowed over like so many innocent pedestrians.