Utterly Mad

Hmph. This looks serious, doesn't it? Whatever kind of deal this is, Jericho wagers, it's probably important to some pretty bad people. All the more reason to go through with his plans. Easing his helmet on and strapping his old gas mask over his face, Jericho suddenly sprints out of cover, sending two bullets from his Taurus towards the AK-wielders in the middle of his sprint and diving behind another car or rail opposite from where he started.

It was showtime.