And with a pack of them on her heels from the setup they'd had, she could use a few of those potshots right about now. Problem is that fuss was the radio getting clipped and she's got no way to backtrack for it-- so she follows his previous instructions as best as she can remember: ducks down behind (and leaps over) the mess of carts and displays lining the street to keep herself a hard target till Chloe (unintentionally) lines herself up with the lane to give Charlie a solid shot. Or more. Hopefully more.