Michael couldn`t walk fast enough to avoid sliding down the slight incline he`d found himself on while hunting lasers. His old age caused him to be murderized by a Cutlass. After years of sprinting around on foot in order to loot rare weapons and chassis`, he`s finally been forced into retirement.
Mixing alchohol, novocaine, and zerk did not end well for this old warrior. Found him in the cab of Over the Top just hours after our last scout. R.I.P. Ivan.