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Fic series: Murphy's Laws of Combat
Fandom: Final Fantasy VII
Title: Murphy's Laws of Combat: 5 - Armoured vehicles are bullet magnets
Rating: PG for language.
Summary: "The problem with hiding behind an armoured car, Reno realises, is while the car itself is bulletproof, the space below it isn't."

The problem with hiding behind an armoured car, Reno realises, is while the car itself is bulletproof, the space below it isn't. This means there are precisely two safe places to crouch - one behind each wheel. The wheels of an armoured car aren't very wide, either. He's lucky he's fairly slim, because some of those bullets have come pretty close to his precious skin, and while he's a fast healer, he isn't keen on spending the next two weeks waiting for stitches to come out. Particularly when it means two weeks of office duty, where he can't smoke, can't hit anything, has to watch his language, and winds up just about ready to kill someone by the end of day one.

Another bullet pings off the bonnet.

Fuck this, Reno decides. He spots the nearest cover and sprints for it. Now he's out of their line of fire, and if they want to get him, they have to move. And they do. Right next to that same armoured car they'd just been shooting at.

Reno grins, and pushes the detonator switch.

One thing to say about armoured cars, he thinks, lighting a much-needed cigarette from the burning wreck. When they go up, they go up but good.

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