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You reach the truck unseen and place your grenade beneath the dashboard, directly below the radio transceiver unit. Having already set the timer to one minute, you pull the pin and make your way swiftly to the ditch where Rickenbacker has taken cover. The grenade explodes with a violent roar, spewing flame and twisted metal in all directions. At once the clansmen leap to their feet, shouting hysterically as they come running towards the blazing wreckage that was once their means of transport. You grit your teeth and get ready to open fire.
