Cerberus knocked into a concrete bldg by a vehicle

The burning transport hit the Cerberus battlesuit in the hip. The titan spun, crashed into the building a few feet from Danielle and Cesar, and collapsed in the dirt. Part of the wall crumbled, and a chunk of concrete and plaster hit the ground inches from Danielle’s sneaker.
…
The Humvee had left an opening in the fence line almost forty feet wide. The stumbling dead worked their way over the fallen chain-link and onto the base, their teeth chattering.
“Bro,” said Cesar. He rapped his knuckles on the steel forehead of the fallen battlesuit. “You still alive in there?”
The armor shifted and a metallic groan hissed through the speakers.
“Cool. No broken bones or nothing?”
“I … I’m good,” said Gibbs. “What the hell was that?”
“Dead girl driving a Hummer,” Cesar told him. “Look, you sure you’re okay?”
“A little dizzy.”
Danielle crouched by the helmet and looked for damage. “Is the suit okay? No problems with monitors or the reactive sensors?”
The battlesuit flailed for a moment as the arms pushed it up to a sitting position. “Power’s down to sixty-eight percent, but as far as I can tell past that, all systems read one hundred percent across the board.”

Excerpt From Ex-Patriots, pg 521, 526
Peter Clines
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