Hawkeye blinked then brought his arms up protectively as the shield throw stroke home. The metal disc knocked him back several feet then bounced off. No doubt flying back to its masters hands. This guy was good. Hawkeye would have to give him that. He grunted some from the pain then straightened up and charged to meet the running red, white, and blue clade figure.
So he wanted to make things up close and personal? Fine, Hawkeye was game. He put his bow away in an over the shoulder motion while at his dead run. He then threw a swing at Cap very much in the same style as his old mentor.