One Shot

The gunfire kept us pinned down behind the temporary barricade, which was slowly but surely getting destroyed by said gunfire.

"We gotta move!"

"We'll get shot the moment we try!"

"We stay here and we'll get shot after a while anyway!"

"Maybe not! It's worth the chance!"

I sighed, and grabbed my rifle, and aimed down it.

I had only one chance, as I looked for the gun keeping us down, and I fired.

The moment my bullet hit home, I put down my gun, and hoped they'd seen me kill our captain and would thus take us prisoner.

Nope.