Simmons and Grif run up the ramp onto the Red Base where Donut and Erica are waiting with the flag.
Donut: "What happened?"
Grif: "Big...Tank...Shooting...Whooooh!" He manages to say, panting heavily.
Simmons: "Damn, man, we only ran like three hundred feet. You are really out of shape."
Grif: "Fuck...You..." He says between pants.
Donut: "Where's your car?"
Simmons: "General Patton here had a great strategy to leave it behind."
Grif: "Hey, it would have worked if that tank hadn't shown up."
Erica: "You guys lost it? I promised Lopez we'd bring it back alright! Where is it?"
The Warthog suddenly flips up on the base from below by an explosion, landing between them.
Grif: "What the hell..!?"
Sheila fires.
Erica: "SON OF A BITCH!"
Donut:" Oh crap!" He picks up the flag. "What the hell is that thing?"
Grif: "That's the tank!" He crouches next to the Warthog.
Donut: "Hey uh, Grif, uh, you wanna hold the flag for a little bit?"
Sheila fires.
Grif: "No, keep that away from me!"
Cut to Caboose in Sheila with Caleb, Calynn, Bell and Tucker beside them, and Sheila fires again.
Tucker: "Why do you keep firing at the jeep?" He asks Michael.
Caboose: "Because it's locked on."
Sheila: "Target locked."
Tucker: "Well, unlock it."
Caboose: "Last time I unlocked it, I KILLED CHURCH!"
Tucker: "Oh, right. Keep shooting the jeep, then."
Bell: "Yeah, I don't want anymore of my friends to die today. I'm already really sad."
Caleb comfortingly puts a hand on her back and rubs, while Calynn side hugs her.
Cut to Donut.
Donut: "I hate to be the one to point this out guys, but I think we're screwed."
Erica: "No shit."
Sheila fires.
Simmons: "Yeah. I have to agree with the rookie on this one."
The radio sounds off and Sarge's voice can be heard.
Sarge: "Blood Gulch Outpost Number One. Come in, Blood Gulch Outpost, come in. Do you read me? This is Sergeant–"
Grif: "Oh my god, Sarge, is that you?"
Sarge: "Roger that, Private. I am currently in-bound to your position from Command."
Erica: "Sir, this is Erica." He says as Sheila fires in the background.
Sarge: "Hello, Chambers. I hope everything's gone alright while I've been gone."
Grif: "Actually, sir, things are kind of hectic right now. The new rookie arrived, and somehow he managed to–(Sheila fires)–infiltrate the Blue Base, and now we have their flag, the Warthog is damaged, one of their–(Sheila fires)–guys is dead, and there's this huge fucking tank about to destroy our base."
Erica: "I would just like to inform that private Grif is the reason the Warthog is damaged."
Sarge: "...Am I talkin' to the right base?"
Grif: "Sarge, WE. ARE GOING. TO DIE HERE!"
Sarge: "Well then hold tight, boys, and girl. I think I gotta solution to your little "tank" problem."
Cut to Blue team.
Tucker: "Uh oh."
Bell: "Not good."
As a Pelican flies over Red Base, the other four start to back away.
Calynn: "Mikey, get outta there!"
Bell: "Why does war have to be so scary!" She shouts.
Caboose: "I can't figure out how to get this thing open!"
Shiela: "Night vision engaged."
Tucker: "Rookie, get out now!"
Exploding shells progressively get closer to the tank.
Caboose: "Okay, open the dor–Okay, alright, Sheila, would you please open the door?"
Shiela: "Driver canopy open." She opens the canopy and Caboose hops out, running away. "Thank you for using the M808V Main Battle–" A shell hits Sheila and the explosion turns her upside down."
Caboose: "Oh crap, oh crap, oh crap, oh crap! Running, running, running!" He yells and he reaches the others. "Man, that was close."
Tucker: "Look at your tank, though."
Bell: "I told you guys tanks were dangerous!" She yells.
Caleb: "That was pretty cool, though! You looked badass running from that explosion, Mikey!"
Calynn turns to Caleb and gives him a smack on the head.
Sheila: I'm scared, Dave. Will I dream? Daisy...Daisy..."
Cut to Blue team.
Caboose: "Sheeeeiilaaaaa! Noooooo!"
Tucker: "What? No! Sheila! Sheila! W-Wait...Who's Sheila?"
Caboose: "Sheila's the lady in the tank. She was my friend..."
Tucker: "Oh, dude! I knew you could pick up chicks in a tank!"
Bell: "Really?!" She yells at Tucker. "Sorry for yelling."
Calynn: "He's right, though. Some of us do love tanks...I thought Sheila's voice was sexy." She mutters the last part.
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