AGP- Van vs Battle Armor

At Sarge's orders everyone stopped taking potshots and got into position to aim out the front window. Tink was in the best spot between Nubby and Fumbles, behind him was Twitch with the single-shot krak launcher we'd been hoarding for so long, and Doc and Sarge did their best to aim around the seats. Once everyone was in position Sarge gave the word and Nubby found a nice straightaway, stopped swerving, and floored it. The battlesuit took the bait and landed in front of us again, but this time we didn't try to go around.

Two las-bolts, a krak missile, and a big-ol ball of plasma rocketed out the front of the van. It was an obvious attack and the nimble battlesuit should have easily dodged it, but for a split second the pilot couldn't remember how to.

The only thing that saved the xenos' life was the automated point defense bullshit in his armor, the krak missile went off about half way between us and him, but everything else hit him, including the shitty van.

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.

Those of us who could still hold our weapons and see straight poured las-fire into the stuck battlesuit's head-camera thing. It was thoroughly slagged by the time a hard swerve flung the battlesuit off our hood and into oncoming traffic. We all ran to the back door and shot it a few times as we sped away for good measure, then noticed how close the devilfish was and slammed the doors before someone tried their hand at sniping.