Eric had to try just to make sure. He waited for a second, drawing a bead, and squeezed the trigger, thrice. Bang bang bang. The rounds lanced over, down and cut into but didn't puncture the tires. He cursed, "Fuck...had to try." He lowered the rifle, cleared the chamber, sloting the loose round into a pouch then pulled out another magazine. This one was something he picked up from a JTF2  sergeant major some time ago. The old man had been a whiz with all things gunpowder. And he had taught Eric an interesting little trick. These rounds were wildcats, specially made and tooled. The Sergeant Major called them Heavy Hitters. he'd used them before. Alot of times. These things left foot wide craters when they hit concrete or stone. He slotted the new magazine into his rifle. The magazine had a nice image stenciled onto it. The maple leaf, with a face painted onto it, sunglasses over the eyes, and sneering smile and a cigar out of the corner of the mouth, bad ass Canada for you.

He growled then lurched, "Fuck Markus! Miss a bump or ten!" He sighted in again, "okay...keep us steady! I got this." He waited finger tensed on the trigger. It was almost the perfect moment. It was perfect. Perfectly so. He squeezed, once, twice, thrice, four times. And the rounds lanced out. The first one skipped off and punched a 4 inch hole in the back fender of the jeep, the next two rounds kicked into the back right tire. Shredding it. The last round did the impossible it hit the front right tire and blew it out as well. One hell of a lucky shot. He shoved his rifle back into the car and drew his USP off his chest, "Fucker needs to turn! He needs to hit those wheels." He started firing rounds at the jeep trying to get him to dodge.

And again there was another perfect moment. One of his pistol rounds punched through the back window, and blew out the rear view mirror. Bang! The driver swerved and that's how the jeep hit those shredded tires. And turned over hard, onto it's side and began to slide. Eric slammed his hand down on the top of the car, cackling, "Yeah! That's how we do it!" He slide into the car, "Get up there man!"