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DeadAxl
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Surge sighs, moving the cargo from the rear of the vehicle to the back seat as fast as he can. "I'm gonna have to open the back hatch if I'm gonna do that." He grunts with effort as he moves the canisters of fuel over the back of the seat, before turning around, positioning himself between the back of the door and saffron, to minimize her chances of being hit by a stray bullet. The radio crackles to life, some new voices coming from it. "Look at this, she thinks she can run from us!" "Yeah, a damn riot. How about we show her how wrong she is?" "You got it!"
Surge grunts with effort as he turns around and shifts his position to a half-kneeling position to help stabilize himself for when he fires. He checks the distance between the two vehicles, before hitting the button to open the hatch. He throws it open, before aiming down the scope at the Wrangler's driver side tire. He fires off a warning shot, to try and dissuade the oncoming enemies. The radio then sounds off once more. "Holy shit, there's a guy back there?" The first voice seems to be belonging to the driver of the Wrangler, as he has a walkie in his hand. The response comes a few seconds later as the driver of the Tundra makes some motions with his arms, and some of the people in the bed of the truck aim and fire at Surge. He cries out in shock as a few bullets hit his armour, and one finds its mark in his abdomen. He then aims with his rifle, shooting out the driver side tire of the Wrangler, making it veer off course before crashing into the guardrails of the highway. He then lines up his shot on the tires of the Tundra, but the driver begins swerving to avoid his shots. "Damnit!"
Surge grunts with effort as he turns around and shifts his position to a half-kneeling position to help stabilize himself for when he fires. He checks the distance between the two vehicles, before hitting the button to open the hatch. He throws it open, before aiming down the scope at the Wrangler's driver side tire. He fires off a warning shot, to try and dissuade the oncoming enemies. The radio then sounds off once more. "Holy shit, there's a guy back there?" The first voice seems to be belonging to the driver of the Wrangler, as he has a walkie in his hand. The response comes a few seconds later as the driver of the Tundra makes some motions with his arms, and some of the people in the bed of the truck aim and fire at Surge. He cries out in shock as a few bullets hit his armour, and one finds its mark in his abdomen. He then aims with his rifle, shooting out the driver side tire of the Wrangler, making it veer off course before crashing into the guardrails of the highway. He then lines up his shot on the tires of the Tundra, but the driver begins swerving to avoid his shots. "Damnit!"