The elves don't seem to care much about military order or respect for their dead anymore. They just want to get away from this area and hastily load their things, throw the turret in the middle, the bodies after it and jump on board. If a vehicle this size and weight and amount of tires could leave with screeching tires, it would be, its engines roaring loudly. The truck's already moving before they make sure you're all properly blinded with the black bags.
Judging from the reactions of the elves, there doesn't seem to be anything or anyone chasing you and after driving at high speed for a couple of minutes, you can hear the engines power decrease and feel the truck slowing to a more reasonable speed.
The drive is quiet for what feels like at least half an hour.
Suddenly each of you can hear the sound of another engine, roaring as loudly as your trucks did half an hour ago. The elves don't seem to pick it up over the sound of the flatbed's own diesel engine... at least not until it's too late. The sound of the second vehicle grows rapidly, at the last second one of the elves shouts something and you feel your own vehicle trying to turn but by then it's far too late. Something slams into it with enough force to ram it a few meters sideways and flip it on its side.
Your seat belts (well, don't expect too much from this, it's just a strap across your waist but it's better then nothing) are the only thing keeping you on the truck. The straps painfully cut into your lower abdomen as momentum tries to lift you off your seats, something you'll definitely be feeling for some time, but it sure beats being launched into the air and hitting whatever's at the end of the flight. The way you get tossed around makes you realize how lucky you are (well, relatively speaking, that is) that this is an open truck, otherwise you'd probably have cracked your skull, slamming against the sides or roof of the vehicle.
There is shouting from the elves and other people at a larger distance and the sound of glass breaking.
The truck was hit hard at the passengers side.
Spooky, Boomer and Three Star are hanging almost upside down, their entire weights being kept from falling to the ground by the belt painfully strapped around their waists.
Rat was seated on the other side and while perhaps he's in a more comfortable position now -leaning with his back against the bench, head resting on the concrete street or pavement and his legs up in the air- he was launched backward instead of forward. Luckily he heard the sound of the second engine and the incoming vehicle and managed to braced himself before the impact, but his head still hit the ground below him quite hard.
The world is still black thanks to the bags over your faces... Do you think the Ancients would still be upset if you took 'em off at this moment?
Roll to resist Impact damage:
Spooky, right front and closest to the impact: 5S
Boomer, right center, further from the impact: 4S
Three Star, same position as Boomer but slightly less lucky, he slammed his head into that of the elf next to him and resists 5S
Rat, in the rear of the truck but launched backward and knocked ag. He got lucky though, a bag of trash was lying where his head hit the sidewalk, resist 5S
Initiative:
Boomer: 16
Three Star: 15
Ancients (surprised): 10
EnemyR: 10
Rat: 9
EnemyL: 8
EnemyT: 8
Spooky: 7
