Mike knew that the bullet had passed very close to his head because he heard the hiss as he fell down pushed by his friend. If it hadn't been pushed by Jack, the projectile would have hit the middle of his chest.
Both men crawled to their backpacks and drew two pistols from them, while Berglund screamed.
"Nick, stay behind that rock, don't stick your head out."
Successive detonations reported bullets that fell around the three men, raising jets of earth. Mike exclaimed.
"There are two of them, and they are on those cliffs at about three hundred yards, only with telescopic sights can they be that precise."
“From this distance we have no chance with our pistols. It is a matter of time before they hit us. " Said jack.