We continued to plow through the forest, as the three cars continued to chase us, trying to squeeze through the little spaces they could acquire, although Hans was very particular about the available space.
"Come on, come on," he muttered. Brie was still shooting as if there were infinite bullets in there. She continued to reload and reload, as if more bullets were being manufactured by the moment, always making themselves available for her use.
Pop, Pop, Pop!
Ting, Ting, Tong!
The bullets continued to ricochet off the cars pursuing behind us, being the fact they were shooting back. Gunfire surrounded the entire area, as we continued to drive through the forest.
"We're gonna have to do some evasive maneuvers," Hans said.
"Should've done that a long time ago," Brie said, still shooting more bullets. Hans shot a look at her. "I never said it was going to be easy."
