[b] Daniel Crowe - Streets/Inside Building - James & Shannon [/b]

Daniel swerved the pickup truck to a halt on the corner, and peeked through the windshield. The gun shots had come from the train tracks, he could tell. The tracks were just barely visible. The man climbed out of the truck and went to the bed and retrieved his military rucksack, slinging it onto his shoulders. This was urban warfare, or even worse. Rarely in the army did Daniel ever encounter living corpses. He checked himself before moving to the corner of the building that blocked him from view of anyone at the train tracks. His M9 was strapped to his standard, army issued bulletproof vest. A combat knife was strapped to his thigh, and an M48 tactical tomahawk was clipped to the side of his bag. Daniel moved to the edge of the corner building, picking around. He spotted the group on the tracks; there were five, if he'd counted right. One had an assault rifle, most likely an M16. The assault rifle fired at a building down the street. A three round controlled burst; definitely an M16. 

Daniel waited for the firing to cease, he looked straight at the building of target and sprinted a B-line to the back of it. He wiped the sweat off of his face with his blue shemagh scarf, and opened the back door. He ripped the Beretta from his vest and held it outward, but not enough to hyper-extend his arm. He quickly cleared the room, when another shot was fired. He took a hurried step towards the staircase, silently ascending the steps. A loud pop emanated from one of the room; a pistol shot. 

Precariously, Daniel peeked into the room, surprised by what he saw. A woman - No, a girl, by the looks of her - crouched in the window with her gun. Her body was slightly toned, but she small compared to him. Daniel took one emphasized step, creating a loud boom, and holding his m9 at her head. "Get out of the window, drop your gun and stay down!" He commanded.