"Oh, great. The cavalry's here and they didn't even have a #^&%ing clue we were down here," And some moron is trying to attack them. King groaned, rolling his head to the side before being forced to turn and back-hand a zombie. Once it was down his head snapped back to the group of survivors.

"Everyone keep low, so one of these morons doesn't accidentally shoot you!" Hopefully they were aiming mostly for heads, so if they made their heads hard to shoot, they wouldn't get killed. By bullets, anyway.