Author Topic: TACTICOOL - Act I [4 spots left!]  (Read 10210 times)

I get everyone in the platoon in formation, with infantry riding atop the tank.
"Does anyone have any idea where 104 through 106 are? They're not responding to radio."
I can't stop, however, not for a couple men. I've got a whole battalion to help lead.
"Protect the Kubelwagens."

*Halftracks Gojira.

Kubelwagens are the beetle looking things.



"Driver, slow and pull behind that first wedge. We don't need to be up front. Keep 50 meters distance.

You could hear the jolt of someone waking up over the radio.
"Hu- huh? I'm here, I'm here. What's going on?"
Inaudible yelling in the tank could be heard, and then the radio shuts off.
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"HEY! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE, NOW!"
Oh god. Please don't be dead. I can't deal with half my platoon being dead the first day of combat. But we can't stop. We can't go back. Not for 15 men, not when there's a whole battalion to help lead. I go pale, being unable to figure out what to do.

"Yes sir."

The tank continues forward, and the battlefield comes in sight.

You could hear the crewman going "Holy stuff..."

I stand as the tanks roll forward. The town is not in view. There are several tanks in the open. Two BT5's, 4 T28's and a T35. Militiamen are crawling around the hostile tanks. Communist party flags hang in the sky.

"Company, permission to engage on site."

I turn to the infantry CO.

"We're entering combat. Stay behind the tanks,"

He nods.

"Alright, infantry, let's go!"

"Driver, hold,"

The vehicles brakes cry in pain. Men pour off the vehicle.

"Gunner, get ready, loader, I want armor piercing!"

"Yessir!" They tell simultaneously.

I stand back up and pull the hatch closed.
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"Load AP!"
I close the hatch and lower myself into the tank.

okay someone pretend i'm with everyone else i can't keep up

*jose is seen sweeping the dirt streets on the main street of enemy town*

*jose is seen sweeping the dirt streets on the main street of enemy town*


jose is brutally executed by a member of the Free Communist Republic Party for being a filthy immigrant

*jose runs away before being executed*

*jose jumps over fence like many times before*

jose is seen by tank and shot through chest with armor piercing round

But fooled! That was Jose's brother-in-law!

Jose makes it away unscathed and gets a job at a good guy military base.

"Ready!" Strong yells over the engine.

"Eyes, can you take the shot?"

"It's a long one, but yessir,"

The turret begins to rotate and the tank slows down and stops.

"Fire." I say.

"Cleartheline!"

The tank rocks back. I watch the T28 to see where the shell lands. It falls left and short. The shell skips away.

"Driver, punch it!"

The tank lurches forward. It seems not to accelerate much at all. It advances.

First Platoon echelon speeds away. The hostile tanks are backing up slowly. We'll be in range within a minute or two.