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Ka-Boom
First came a deep thud, an orange spark and a puff of smoke.
Then came the hit.
Bloody f*****g hell.
Nathan reversed the truck too late to avoid the tank shell completely. It boomed into the road in front of us, shaking the armoured truck so violently, I cut the top of my head on the door frame, even with my belt on holding me in the seat.
When the dust settled, I could see the front end of the truck was all mangled metal, tyres and bonnet fused with the world’s biggest pothole.
Smoke filled the cabin of the truck, built to sustain the attack of high-powered rifles, RPGs and IEDs, but I’m guessing not tank ammo.
Nathan told me we had to get out.
“Um, what gave you that idea?” I asked, unbuckling my belt and coughing out a lungful of soot.
We made our way to the back of
