"The E75 is gone!" Peter yelled into his radio.
Carm grimaced,
All of a sudden, the All-Stars seemed to have completely turned the tables on shots based off pure luck.
Now Ōarai was on the backfoot.
"Alright! Karl, retreat! We'll cover you!" Carm shouted.
"Jawhol!"
"Nikolai! Fall back to defense line two! Utilize cover in buildings! Create ambushes!" Carm said.
The radio responded, with horrible levels of battle noises in the background,
A stressed Nikolai started to speak.
"Da Tovarishe! But we are under heavy fire! The IS-2 and ISU are both gone! And the IS-4 has thrown a track! I'm pinned!" He said.
"Alright! Hold position! Reinforcements are en route!" Carm shouted.
The T29 fired up its engine.
"Scout unit! Status report!" Carm shouted.
No response.
"The BT is gone! They sniped it out of thin air!" William said through the mic.
———————————
"Colonel! Move your position to encompass the front gate! We need fire support!" Carm shouted.
"Roger, moving as we speak!" He said.
The T29 started to move, the T32 following close behind.
"What is going on?" Saori asked in a distressed manner from her radio.
"Enemy has broken out of the noose, we are going to provide cover for retreating forces,
Wait further inside, and be ready to ambush enemy vehicles!" Carm ordered
———————————
"Come on! move!" Nikolai yelled.
The IS-3's engine howled as it tried in vain to pull the giant IS-4 tank.
The track was gone, and the running gear was scraping the dirt, digging itself deeper in the harder Nikolai tried.
"It's no use! The tank won't budge!" Viktor said,
"Reinforcements are coming!" Nikolai said
"They should help!" Nikolai said in a hopeful manner.
"Enemy!" Dimitri yelled out.
Nikolai looked out of the periscope.
"Those scum are charging us!...." Nikolai said, gritting his teeth.
"Papasha! Bearing zero eight five! Enemy tanks!" Nikolai shouted.
"I see them." His father simply responded.
The barrage started,
By now there was almost no paint on one side of the IS-4, it had taken so many shells.
The Pershings came over the hill.
"Firing!" Dimitri said.
*KABA-KOOOOM!
122mm lead flew downrange, effectively striking targets.
Then the T34 rose out from behind a hill.
"No! Papasha! Look out!!" Nikolai screamed.
*BOOOM!
The T34 fired its 120mm gun, penetrating the side.
"PAPASHA!" Nikolai yelled.
"PAPASHA! WHAT'S YOUR STATUS!?" Nikolai shouted.
"Erg.... the engine is gone, we cannot move ourselves." Boris said, regaining visibility.
"I think my fate is sealed..." he said.
"What?! Nononono, come on! Move!" Nikolai yelled, Viktor giving the IS-3 more gas.
"It's best if you go... Nikolai......" Boris said.
"No! We stick together! We represent our Motherland!" Nikolai said.
"Make her proud then...." Boris said.
The T34 fired again.
*BOOOOOOOOOM!
"IS-4 unable to move"
Dimitri gulped down his throat before looking behind him.
He looked,
Nikolai's face was red with rage.
He swallowed hard.
"He's not dead, he's not dead....." Nikolai whispered to himself.
His face shook.
The radio crackled to life in his hand.
"Y-yes?" Nikolai said, gulping
"Fall back! We'll give you cover!" Carm shouted.
Shells started to fly over towards the All-Stars formation.
Nikolai, for all he wanted to ring their necks, he knew that anger clouded judgement, and dying in a foolish way would not be a good representation of his beloved Motherland.
"Yes sir, falling back." Nikolai said.
After hanging up the mic, Dimitri could hear Nikolai curse the All-Stars under his breath.
———————————
The British reinforcements Carm called in met him in the middle of the theme park.
Carm stared at a highly detailed map.
"12 versus 25 eh?" He said to himself.
"All-Stars forces tried to get through at the maintenance exit, but I managed to destroy the T95 leading their formation, it's going to be hours before they get it out, they'll likely use their forces there to strengthen their other flanks." William said.
William was in charge of the only mostly intact unit, the Royal Dragoons.
The rest were reduced significantly in capability.
"So what's our next move?" William asked
"I'm thinking about doing defensive warfare, but apparently, they can find tanks, no matter how well camouflaged they are." Carm said.
"Perhaps a new defense line here would work if we take more losses, perhaps we can do probing attacks while the others set up fortifications in the streets?" William suggested.
"Sounds good on paper, but they know all too well where we are, if we try to dig in, then we get flanked. If we try to camouflage ourselves, then we get spotted." Carm said.
"Are you thinking that they're breaking the rules?" William said.
"War has no rules. Even the most civilized country in the world would break the Geneva Convention if they thought it would help their cause. And you saw how much they don't like us boys driving tanks." Carm said.
"So what should we do?" William said.
"If those All-Stars are just now treating this like a war, then we should start playing dirty as well." Carm said.
"So you're thinking about cheating?" William said.
"No, each one of those people in those tanks are human, correct?" Carm said.
"Uh, yeah. Why?" William said.
"A human has fear, if we exploit it, then we can throw them off balance." Carm said.
"And on top of that, these hunks of metal are deadly killing machines." Carm said, referring to the tanks.
"We need to fight up close and personal, and make the enemy distraught, make them fear us, or fear fighting us at least." Carm then said.
"So fight them in a way that scares them?" William said.
"They are teenage girls, they haven't seen what these machines are capable of, I witnessed the effect my tank had on highschoolers in the 63rd tournament, if we harness that feeling in them, we can break their morale." Carm said.