Martin gave a grin nod. Things were going as well as could be expected, given the whole raider attacking a town experience. The raider group that had held him those many years ago at least had the decency to be upfront with who they were and not peddle some half baked religious crap along with their violent acts. "Aye, platform truck." He called back up, lining up his shot on the next truck in turn. He nodded slightly as the roar of the engine lost the overstressed growl and settled down a notch. Swayed slightly as the tank's movements shifted down to a more manageable speed. He tilted back towards his target to compensate for that one before calling out once more. "Firing."