VROOOOOM
"GO LEFT, GO LEFT!" I yell to Jacob, our driver as we speed down the dusty highway of the mountains.
BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR
The thunderous sound of my 75mm rotary gun roared as I squeezed the handles and fired at our pursuers.
"HIT THAT TUNNEL! WE NEED TO BUY SOME TIME!" Layfette yells taking over the directions since I was busy.
"TANK!" SCREEEEECH
"WHAAAAA!" All three of us yell in surprise as Jacob jerks the wheel and drifts to the right.
HUHROOOOOOOOM
"HANG ON!" Jacob yells as the engines from him completely stomping on the gas.
"OH FUCK!" Layfette yells.
"GET DOWN!" Sung commands pulling me down from the hatch.
KABANG
"OH…." Just as I realized what was going on we hit the road guard head-on and zoomed over the edge of the mountain.
All that is heard is the faint sounds of screeching brakes followed by the unfortunate crashing of other vehicles; right before the massive, armored Armadillo began its own crash course down the mountainside.