AGP- Fleeing with Injuries

Being in a high speed collision is not an enjoyable experience, especially if you're not buckled into anything. We came out of that crash with about seven broken ribs, a broken arm, a plasma-gun-butt induced concussion, and a battlesuit wrapped around the hood of our van. None of that was important though, what was important was that the van was still running and Nubby could still drive, even if he could barely see over the deployed airbag.
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The nades gave us some cover, Fumbles’ partial cloak of invisibility gave us more, and finally we had the Tau diplomat as a hostage in the middle of us. We still took a hell of a lot of fire though. The embassy exploded into a point blank firefight around us, the air filled with plasma bolts as two heavily armed forces with no cover opened up on full auto. We couldn’t tell who was winning or losing, all we cared about was running faster.

Doc went down first, taking a hit in his leg. Without missing a beat Sarge grabbed him by the collar of his armor and ragged him along. Next to fall was Nubby who got spun around by a shot to his shoulder, Tink grabbed one leg and Fumbles grabbed the other, and dragged the little trooper along as he screamed and cursed. The final stumble was Twitch, who didn’t see the embassy’s front door in the smoke and ran right into it, luckily the politician absorbed most of the impact, and after two tries the concussed trooper made it through the door.

Then we were all in and clear. We were all bleeding, we were all hurting, but by the Emperor we were still alive. Everyone started laughing and thumping eachother on the backs, then there was a large explosion outside and we all sprinted farther into the building. Weebu found us forted up in a walk-in freezer, we didn’t let him in until he went and fetched us our adepts and a medic. Between the broken arm, shot leg, and gut wound, ours was sorta busted.