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Diary of a Tank Commander...

Posted 7th November 2010 at 09:48 PM by delushin
Updated 8th November 2010 at 09:12 AM by delushin

November 7th, Outskirts of Murovanka.

Intel reports of enemy forces just off the North East from the village center. The entire make up of the team is not known but scouts have spotted a hostile Hummel prior to radio comms going down, the last known location was sector B0.

I quickly noted down the info on my map:

Our plan was simple, at this stage wait for visual and then flank with Platoon 1 from A5 and support with Platoon 2 K5 - F5 leaving my Platoon ready to rush the forest.

If things did decide to take a turn for the worse then it wasn't but 10 minutes max for another support unit to arrive coming in from F1, but as always this was subject to change.

Lack of sleep didn't help and often was accompanied by paranoia, I have lost count at the amount of times I have draw my pistol only to realize I am about to unload a round into a bent lamp post.

I suppose better that then coping a slug in between the eyes.

The recent bombardment of artillery shells had left us with low visibility add the smoke and haze to the dense forest I wasn't keen about balls out, but I didn't get to where I am knitting socks either.

That's when I saw it "Muzzle Flash!" I yelled but there was no chance of dodging it, I can remember hearing the shell tear through the metal of a friendly ISU-100.

It was like a hot knife through butter, and that means it came from something a lot bigger then its prey. Screaming into the drivers ear "GO, GO, GO!" I was slammed backward as our T-44 pulled each gear "E5 max throttle, then F9! Lets get ourselves a rabbit boys" It was hunting time better to engage early then let the heavies close in.

Dangerous? Yes but had there have been another red in that forest then there would have been multiple shots, after all this is war and a kill is a kill.

We reached the village center and changed course for a very risky flank on something I was hoping had not changed position.

Then out of no where, a massive thud lifted the tank off the ground and slammed down with so much force it felt like my spine was going to spear the dirt beneath us, at first I thought it was a rock or car then, smoke filled the cab and I could hear the idlers spinning freely "We've been TRACKED!" I belted to my brothers.

My vision was shifting side to side and no one was responding to me "FIX THE TRACK!" that was when I noticed I couldn't even hear my own voice.

The ringing slowly turned to muffled sounds "pop the hatch, I have the kit" barely breached the inner ear of my pounding skull, as I scrambled up out of the hull like a roach when the lights flicked on, I turned to the left and stood frozen.

I was staring down the 88mm barrel of a Ferdinand and despite all the noise around me I swear to this day I could clearly hear the crew "RELOAD, RELOAD!" ...

I am delushin, I am a Tank Commander, and my world is ... THE WORLD OF TANKS!
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    Bayland's Avatar
    Excellent! I look forward to more installments. The images look good and attaching them is perfect.
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    Posted 8th November 2010 at 04:45 AM by Bayland Bayland is offline
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    we want more ,we want more ,we want more
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    Typical... always getting tracked!!
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    Posted 14th November 2010 at 03:29 AM by R1Pilot R1Pilot is offline
 

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