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Diana is aware of how vulnerable she is out in the open so when she spots two lone Infected so she stabs the sharp end of her Red Cross Banner into the loose soil by the road then unlimbers the Psycho Softball bat giving it a few practice swings to ready her shoulder muscles. Then using her perch atop Redhawk to sweep the area to see if its a couple or a wedding party and is thankful they are traveling in only a the pair she had spotted.
Her battle ground was perfect for a calvary attack a wide and smooth set of 4 traffic lanes across and perhaps 185 feet long before 3 cars blocked 2 lanes of the road causing a pinch point between jersey wall and guardrail then another 100 feet of open ground where an old tractor trailer rig blocked access to the rest of the highway. And that was the west end of where she was; in the east end was looked like a chain crash that had partially burned and judging by the open hoods had been salvaged.
She used the sound of her horse’s hooves to draw the infected up on the road then she danced Redhawk sideways nudging the well trained horse with her knee to draw them close to the corner then charge with a quick pump of her mounts stirrups. The 16 ½ hand 7 year old gelding launching in a ground eating run that he controls how close they approach because Diana has dropped his reins leaving the next part to his judgement.
They positioned the two infected into a following line Redhawk letting the vile creature pass barely close enough to allow the tip of the now slightly battered bat in his mistresses left hand to make contact with the first in line. He was the gift who was a curse to those he had belonged to before Diana. Redhawk was a proud gelding and as she’d been told only allowed women as his mount.
He had been trained by the man’s sister who’d died three weeks before she met them and he bit and kicked and played tricks on men who tried to ride him. He was a spoiled horse you his use and teaching Diana the horsemanship she needed kept her and her unit close while his wife healed.
She’d learned why the man said trust the horse he knows the ground better than she and he as a proud Gelding still enjoyed a good fight and this time as he had many before kept them on target peeling away after contact and wheeling at a safe distance as Diana recovered.
Behind her she saw the satisfying sight of her target folded up on the road maybe two strides from the contact her BF displaying how little he cared as he made a play for Diana.
She walked him in a circling and expanding spiral Redhawk showing off his fancy back pedal. She urged her mount to bounce forward towards the male infected and when he charged at the red horse’s chest and Diana pivoted him and hit the sweet spot with her knees resulting in a powerful double kick into the Infected chest sending him flying as Diana dismounted.
She didn’t strike his skull with all her power, knowing anatomy she knew the weak points of the skull keeping him down for the count followed by her holding out her right arm and catching the horn of her saddle to swing back up but this being the third Tuesday of a month with an E in it or that completion of this stunt was still 50 - 50 at best she busted her rear and Redhawk came back a stood over her with a very disapproving equine stare.
”I know, I know don’t worry I’ll catch up soon” she said as she stood and dusted her now slightly bruised rear end
Then added ”You on the other hand were perfect I only had to lean out 2 feet to make contact but I guess the nice takedown did make up for it”
Once she was back in the saddle she reached in a saddle pouch and pulled out an old green bottle filled with homemade aspirin poured a touch on her tongue before screwing back on the cup and unslinging a bota of water to wash it down.
”Watch the bumps please I bruised my rear” naturally he didn't listen as they once more turned towards the Windmills
