rockinrams Posted Jan 15, 2020, 1:32 am

One fine day in Somerset a long time ago, a gang that went by "the beasts" were feeling great with there newly gotten landrunner and apache with dual mounted HMG's, aswell as the trader chasing phoenix with dual MG's, so they set up a scout. but to there suprise they came across an over 20 car convoy, but they saw the 3 lorries and the chaser said over the radio "If we get around the convoy and take out there lorries we can then split the convoy off and take them out one by one!" but little did they realize the convoy was full of sharpshooting rocketeers. and soon they were all set ablaze, or rather, set to pieces, as they got bombarded to the sides of there cars, almost being breached and then turtled. and then later on the rest of the crew set off to find them, as they hadnt come back in days. only to find the shredded apache , landrunner, and phoenix. and the bodies half eaten by mutants and completely charred from all the explosions that hit them. except for one, who managed to survive the blasts, but later bled out anyway since his legs were blown off. but they were able to tell by the way that it seemed as though he tried to stop the blood flow with the pieces of armor that were semi shaped and put together near his legs. It was Henry Alverez the most renowned mechanic of the gang. they thought he had stayed back but by the looks of where he was he had slept in the back of the apache, it just set the gang off and they never did a thing for almost a year other than scrounge for food and water. and to this day nobody knows how unlucky the gang was on that scout.

Groovelle Posted Jan 15, 2020, 2:29 pm

"To The Beasts!", yells a sloppydrunk Engineer in the corner.