Greens, while SCP-2023-2 was distracted by Mikhail, aimed his gun. He breathed slowly, and remembered where to shoot: The left leg. He aimed at the left leg, squeezed the trigger and hoped. Hoped the tranq hit. Hoped that it wasn't all for nothing.
The tranq hit SCP-2023-2's upper left leg. It moved slower, and slower, and slower and with its last conscious thought before it drifted into sleep, threw a rock at Greens. Quite a large one, too. It hit Greens square in the chest, knocking the breath out of him as Greens fell flat on his ass. The SCP promptly fell asleep from the tranquillizer. "Mission...Accomplished..." Greens said, coughing.