Johnny was thinking that the back of the knee wouldn't be heavily armored, if at all, but he was wrong. "Fuck," he grunted. Then, as his shotgun blast to the groin was similarly ineffective, he grunted "Fuck!" louder. Though, being effectively pointless spared him any retaliation. He'd feel insulted later, but Mio's blast, and then Max's blasts dropped the man to his knees. As he was conveniently still right behind the ninja, Johnny stood and placed the shooty-end of the shotgun right up against the solo's cranial plate and fired again, and the armor cracked. Not a lot, but enough to be worth sticking the Militech Taser II into the crack and using up every one of the remaining 3 charges, then tossed it to the side, figuring the thing's brain was as toasty as it was going to get.
Finally, he turned to Max, "You look like shit," he offered helpfully. Then he glanced to Mio, who was still conscious, which was good enough for now. Next were the kids, and he pointed to the exit of the garage, "Over there, now." Then, the last living person was Bob, who was on the ground crying. If Johnny had sympathy for baseline humans he didn't know, Bob would have had it. Though, he didn't, but Bob was still valuable in one way or another.
Johnny walked over and easily lifted the pudgey policeman into his arms. Luckily, Johnny wasn't a baseline, or he'd have needed help. "Still alive, then? You have shit luck, my friend." They weren't friends. Johnny made sure the other two women were able to get on their feet, then carried bob briskly to the exit of the garage to join up with the kids. "That car, over there," he nodded towards Max's car, thinking all five of them wouldn't fit in. He had no idea if Max could drive until she got there.
Edit: Johnny forced everyone necessary into Bob's car, laying Bob gently in the passenger seat. He jumped into the driver's seat, not sure where to head, other than away from here. "Can you walk?" he asked the officer.
((bed))