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"Yeah. I don't see any other option," Alaric said quietly, as if he were afraid to give out his plans to the enemy. He wondered where they could go in this terrain? He doubted the enemy would give pursuit if they did leave... They were more than likely just after the cargo.

"So, should we make a break for it?" he asked, more making sure to see that the other guy was ready. He was as ready as he possibly could be...

"I think your friend wants us to follow him." Jason said to the man who had tried to help the wounded. Jason was about to follow when a bullet hit him in the meat of his calf. Grimaceing he simply locked his jaw turned around when he saw the shooter he fired a short burst of rapid shots into the man's chest basting the desert sand in a fine mist of blood. Making sure the girl was alright he ran towards the wounded man and crouched, letting the girl stand beside him while he kept his gun up waiting for the other man to get to them.

"They got rockets! They got ro-" a man screamed in a shrill tone, obviously scared to death. It was irony, then, that a trail of smoke ran directly next to him, causing the car he was using for cover to explode. The man wasn't present after.

Something was wrong with this. This attack was way too well coordinated... For raiders, at least. They were never this organized... Never this well-equipped. Something was up.

Alaric gripped his gun tighter. There was no cover anymore. Nowhere was safe. It was time. He stood, sprinting in the opposite direction of the gunfire. This battle was lost. The man he was helping obviously didn't want help, and anyone else who got wounded... Well, there wasn't much he could do for them. He was no doctor, and he sure as hell wasn't able to carry them through the whole desert.

He put the rifle on his back as he ran, pulling out a handgun. A nice, worn-down revolver, likely to fall apart after one round. He fired in the direction of the raiders as he ran, hoping to at least provide for some suppressive fire as he made his escape. Kicking up sand as he ran, he looked behind him. The heat didn't matter anymore. All that mattered was survival.

He would wait after reaching a certain distance, he decided. He wouldn't abandon anyone here. That is, assuming there were any survivors...

Jewlet laughed a little as she took hold of her bag and took off running. There was a fuss when the radiers spotted her. She waved at them and then blew them a kiss. Her trickery had gotten everyone around her into this even thought she didn't care.

She pulled out the item she had stollen a month back from that group and looked at it. A rare stone thats was no long seen in the world. She put it back in it's hiding place. One jumped out of hiding and then joined by another. Jewlet froze in place as she had to guns pointed at her.

Jewlet rased an eye brow as the men around her were picked off. "Well. You guys have bad luck." She ducked down and saw a man heading her way. Oh must be the one who helped me. She took out her guns and fired at the men who were firing at the guy heading her way.

She reloaded her guns with out taking her hands off of them. She took aim and fired at a man hiding behind a box. A smerk came across face. Their well planned.

Jason saw the man leave in the other direction and knew if he didn't get the girl out of here she would be dead. He looked around and saw a man shoot at a circle of men who had apparently circled the young woman he had seen earlier. He noticed then that the man was wounded but didn't seem to care as he charged the remaining men. Jason then saw the woman begin to shoot at those who were shooting at the charging man. Jason muttered "Good luck." as he began to think of a way to get the little girl out of this hell, when he reliazed it was to late to head the way the man had fled earlier.

Jewlet looked back at Connor. "Ha. Everyone left alive would be spared. If you gave me to those radiers." She rolled her eyes and kept firing. "I'm fine." She said annoied. They just want me get it. She thought. "Get down!" She hissed as she saw group with a rocket. She got down low and close to Connor. Swinging her leg around she wanted to trip him just as the rocket was fire.

Alex, confident he was far enough from the battle to go unnoticed, stood and ran further from the battle. He slowed down a moment later, the battle was far behind him now and there was no point wasting energy. Alex had little experience in this environment but he could tell he would last long if he wasted any energy.

Alex lay in the sand a moment, thinking. If he went on his own his water and food supply might last long enough to get him to the next settlement, if he was lucky. However, if he were injured his chances of survival would be even lower then they already were, but traveling with others could be more dangerous than alone, if someone else ran out of supplies Alex had no doubt they would kill him for his.

Eventually it was his curiosity that gave that almost insignificant imbalance to his reason and caused him to begin searching for other survivors. He did not care who had attacked them or why, things like that were common, what he did want to know is why their attackers were so well equipped and organized. This was obviously well planned out beforehand, their opponents had been prepared for the terrain, their defenses, and had even known their exact route, which made the chance of this being a raid for supplies highly unlikely.

Alex observed the surroundings, trying to find some sign of another person. He noticed movement, as he looked he saw one, maybe two people running from the battle. Before starting towards them he checked to see if they were being pursued, shots were still being traded but it seemed the assailants were not giving chase. It seemed that complete elimination of the caravan was not in their agenda, Alex was thankful for that, he did not want to combine desert survival with avoiding hunters.

Alex cautiously began heading towards them, although he aimed for an area away from the battle in their path. He hoped it was more than one person, if there were more people then it would lower the risk of him being the only target for supplies.