I grabbed the rifle from the ground and made sure it was loaded before peeking out from the side of the wall.
Several shots were fired at me which I only just managed to dodge away at the last moment before I could get myself shot in the face.
That guy has already marked me I see…
Damnit… I'm not even well equipped for this encounter… I guess I'll just have to make do with what I have right now…
The person I'm now fighting was obviously a veteran and I cursed the fact that the matchmaking in this game was obviously busted for me to match up with a player like that but fought down my protests to concentrate on what was happening right now.
Figuring that the player wasn't going to let me go until he managed to hunt me down, I dove out of the stairwell and fired a few rounds in the direction of where I last saw him.
