The bandits were coming, that was for sure, that man wouldn't have lasted a second against a group. I unslung my SVD pressing the butt of the stock against my shoulder, I sat cross legged, using the fountain as cover, and pressed my forearm against the fountain and steadied my aim on the shaft of moolight that shone through the hole.
A bandit slid down through the hole, armed with a sawn off TOZ-34. He looked down at the skeleton at his feet, and called upward, "Hey! I found Jimmy!" he looks back down, "Where's his AK..." he says, when suddenly, Naz squeezed the trigger, the crack of the rifle echoes repeatedly through the corridor, causing both of their ears ring. The bandit drops, a large bullet cavity in his head.