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August, 4th, 2015
Modern day Volgograd
4:02 PM
"Fire! Don't let a single enemy tank through!"
"Sir, Mamba on the left!"
"Gunner, adjust sight by three degrees, and fire!"
"Da comrade!"
The round thundered out of the tanks barrel slamming into the enemy tank. But, it merely bounced off it slopped armor.
"I'm out of NSV Ammo sir, where's the s-GAH!"
"Markov is hit! Pull him inside!"
The commander quickly grabbed the gunner's leg, yanking him down into the cabin. When he was completely inside, he slammed the hatch down, locking it in place.
The tank shook violently for a moment, throwing everyone inside around the cabin.
"Chyort! Enemy fighters are targeting us! Pop the smokescreen now!"
"Lower the barrel! Make it look like we're disabled!"
As the barrel dropped, and the engine shut down, the commander began to tend to the gunner's wounds. The plasma scoring had burned deeply into his shoulder, but cauterized it instantly.
"Those Svoloch's aim have improved." He moaned through his teeth.
"Da. That is true comrade."
"Sir, command is saying that we're to retreat across the river."
What? After sending us to a meat grinder, they now give us orders to retreat?"
"Da."
"Well....I guess there's nothing for it then. Get me all the remaining tanks."
"Attention all remaining tank commanders, begin retreating back across the river."
"What about your sir?"
"We will cover you. Now get going!"
"Understood comrades. Good luck."
The commnder clicked the intercom off, turning to his crew.
"Well, what do you say we give these Venomians, a warm welcome? A Russian welcome."
"Urah comrade."
The tank lurched to life. The smoke screen dissipated and the tank sprinted away from it's resting spot.
"Urah!" the commander shouted over the headset.
"Urah! For Mother Russia!" The crew shouted in response.
The tank roared forward into the very gun muzzle of the Mamba tank. Both fired simultaneously, with the mamba's round missing by mere inches. It exploded a second later in a ball of metal and dark matter.
"Charge comrades! Charge!"
"Urah!"
"For glory, for honor, for death! For Russia!"
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Venomian push into Volgograd was halted for three days by valiant Russian defenders. Venom finally withdrew from the war, leaving Europe entirely two days later.
Modern day Volgograd
4:02 PM
"Fire! Don't let a single enemy tank through!"
"Sir, Mamba on the left!"
"Gunner, adjust sight by three degrees, and fire!"
"Da comrade!"
The round thundered out of the tanks barrel slamming into the enemy tank. But, it merely bounced off it slopped armor.
"I'm out of NSV Ammo sir, where's the s-GAH!"
"Markov is hit! Pull him inside!"
The commander quickly grabbed the gunner's leg, yanking him down into the cabin. When he was completely inside, he slammed the hatch down, locking it in place.
The tank shook violently for a moment, throwing everyone inside around the cabin.
"Chyort! Enemy fighters are targeting us! Pop the smokescreen now!"
"Lower the barrel! Make it look like we're disabled!"
As the barrel dropped, and the engine shut down, the commander began to tend to the gunner's wounds. The plasma scoring had burned deeply into his shoulder, but cauterized it instantly.
"Those Svoloch's aim have improved." He moaned through his teeth.
"Da. That is true comrade."
"Sir, command is saying that we're to retreat across the river."
What? After sending us to a meat grinder, they now give us orders to retreat?"
"Da."
"Well....I guess there's nothing for it then. Get me all the remaining tanks."
"Attention all remaining tank commanders, begin retreating back across the river."
"What about your sir?"
"We will cover you. Now get going!"
"Understood comrades. Good luck."
The commnder clicked the intercom off, turning to his crew.
"Well, what do you say we give these Venomians, a warm welcome? A Russian welcome."
"Urah comrade."
The tank lurched to life. The smoke screen dissipated and the tank sprinted away from it's resting spot.
"Urah!" the commander shouted over the headset.
"Urah! For Mother Russia!" The crew shouted in response.
The tank roared forward into the very gun muzzle of the Mamba tank. Both fired simultaneously, with the mamba's round missing by mere inches. It exploded a second later in a ball of metal and dark matter.
"Charge comrades! Charge!"
"Urah!"
"For glory, for honor, for death! For Russia!"
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Venomian push into Volgograd was halted for three days by valiant Russian defenders. Venom finally withdrew from the war, leaving Europe entirely two days later.
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