[@Crimson Flame][@PrankFox]

The crane, with it's hook, swiveled and lowered, the "tank" speeding up before the crane raised again. The hook practically bit into the rear bumber of the armored car, and was quickly scooped up on the ramp, a panel folding up to keep it from sliding back down.

A gravelly voice shouted over an apparent loud-speaker, "Oops! Miss a payment? Hahahaha!"

Meanwhile, the driver and his partner were panicking in the cab, the passenger fumbling with the radio, "SHIT- Car 55 under attack! I repeat, Car 55 [i]under attack![/i] He caught us by surprise- TANK MAN, that's who! send back-up! Repeat, send- !?"

The response was static and feedback, and the voice boomed again, "Momma don't like no tattle tales!" The ramp lifted, only to slam back down, spitting sparks on the asphalt! The riders inside were violently shaken, the driver falling unconscious.