My new NPC pal, Bill Wallis, is having a hell of a week.
First he got his pants ripped off and both of his legs broken by a pack of killer bees.
I got him some splints… and new pants. We went to a lab that I’d cleared earlier for bonesetting treatment and then spent a few days recovering. He was well on his way to recovery.
I was doing some recon near a big city when a hulk kool-ade-man-ed his way out of the back of a SWAT truck as I was passing near it. I’m pretty sure he was the whole SWAT team, in life. He used me as a lawn dart a few times but I was able to lose him on some local wildlife…
Which decided the best possible direction to run away would be straight towards my parked Humvee about 3 tiles away, where Bill was waiting safely.
Before I could kill him with arrows, Hulk had successfully ripped the armor reinforced door off of the Humvee, punched Bill halfway through the opposite door, and climbed in after him. Tight squeeze for a whole SWAT team, but he made it work.
Bill’s still alive, remarkably. Legs are completely smashed again, though.
From now on, curtains on every window, even if we’re parked way out in an empty field.