TUNG!

The Sherman's front hull was hit a bit above the transmission hood to the right. Finn looked at where the hit had came from, and saw a cloud of smoke coming out of the muzzle of the Moskva's 122mm gun.

Molotov: I can smell those oil-hungry capitalists from a kilometer away.

Finn: What happened over there?

Molotov: Lets just say they didnt like my cocktail.

(Scorpion)

Jackson:*cough, Status.

Ramirez: Just a dent sir, armor held up.

Jackson: Reverse us out.

(Jäger and Moskva)

As Molotov was looking at Finn, he saw that the Sherman switched gear and began retreating.

Molotov: That thing is still alive?! Reload!

But it was too late, the Sherman had already retreating and its engine started distance itself from them.

Molotov: We need to get rid of it before it gets away!

Finn: Are you guys ok in there?

Peter:Ja, Arran has his ears ringing a little bit but other than that we are fine.

Finn:we're good. Keep your eyes and ears open.

The Moskva went in front, even though the Tiger had high quality armor. It only had 100mm of front armor compared to the IS' 120mm of armor which was curved compared to the Tiger's almost 90 degree angle front.

They followed the trail of the Sherman around the corner and down the street it went until it got to a T-junction.

Molotov:?

The trail went right but what was odd was that there was another trail, the markings were narrower than the ones of the Sherman. Molotov thought they were of a wagon but they were too wide and messier for a wooden wheel to make.

Finn: Vhat is it?

Molotov: I'm starting to think it might not be just the Sherman.

Finn: What gives?

Molotov: look at that trail, the Sherman's tracks are wider than it but it's still pretty wide.

As they were analyzing the second trail, a figure peaked around a corner a distance away. Aiming its MK. V 75mm right at the rear of the Tiger.

Tanner: Fire when ready Janeczek.

Janeczek: Tak.

He looked through the gun's optics and deciding to aim for the rough location of the right fuel tank. Right when he was about to fire he saw the girl turn to look at their direction, he saw a a face of ignorance chance into realization and then panic as she shouted something getting the attention of the rest.

Tanner: Fire!

Boom

The Tiger attempted an evasive move but it simply was too late as they were caught off guard. The 75mm shell hit its target and went through the 80mm rear plate like paper and tore the right fuel tank setting it on fire. The crew got stunned from the impact, Finn coming back to realize what was going on started giving out orders.

Finn: Schnell! Lösch das feuer! Marco turn us around!

He pointed at the storage box behind the turret, but they didn't have time to open it as they started to get shot at with a machine gun.

Finn: Gah! Get over the side!

Finn ducked back inside the turret and Ga1ahad moved to protect Luna from the shots getting hit 5 time.

Ga1ahad: Gh!

Luna:?!

Ga1ahad rolled both off the side of the tank and out of the way of the tank that was turning around.

Ga1ahad: That thing is dangerous.

Luna: Where did you get hit?

Ga1ahad: On my back and upper leg, it should be almost healed now.
Luna: Let me see.

Ga1ahad: Is something wrong?

Luna: I said let me see.

Ga1ahad turned around, Luna started moving the armor around feeling for the wounds and found one. Confusion turned to disbelief, she didn't understand how.

Luna: How is this possible?

Finn: Fire!

Boom!

The Tiger had managed to swing its gun around but right before it fired the other tank had reversed out of view.

Peter: Miss.

Finn: whatever, we gotta put the fire out!

He climbed out of the turret to get the fire extinguisher and extinguished the fire.

Molotov: What's the damage?

Finn: Uhh, a fuel tank is ruptured and a radiator is dead.

Molotov: Can it still run? Because I'm sure that's not the last of them.

Finn: Somewhat, if we push it it's gonna overheat on and leave us basically dead.

Molotov: Keep your eyes open, those capitalists often play dirty.

The commanders hid inside the turrets and started making their way to the path they came from.

Finn: Luna and Ga1ahad, I want you guys to stick near the buildings so you are least likely to get hurt and Ga1ahad make sure to keep Luna safe.

Ga1ahad: Will do.

The made it to intersection to where the first shots were fired, Finn noticed more tracks. This time they were a bit wider and deeper than the other one.

Finn: So this is how you're gonna play huh? Well you aren't as good as the Partisans.

Molotov: What is it now?

Finn: More tracks, they are different from the previous though. Turn your turret 180 degrees so they don't do the same thing from earlier, Ga1ahad I need you to see where the trail goes.

Ga1ahad went to the corner of the intersection, he looked down to the left. There he saw a trail that made a curve to the left side of the road behind a wagon with a canvas cover with crates next to it. He looked to the right of the road and saw that the trail kept going straight until he couldn't see more of it due to there being a river down the road. He relayed the observations to Finn who listened to his surroundings trying to see if he could hear anything. He didn't, and a shame that he couldn't.

Finn: Ok, we are gonna go left. I'll go first, Molotov keep looking behind us.

They turned slowly to the left.

Boom!

A 75mm shell the hit right idle wheel and tearing the track off. Finn recovering from the shock he looked in the direction of the shot and recognized the tank.

Finn: It's a damn Cromwell! 70 meters to the right!

Molotov: Finn! Your right track is gone!

Finn: Keep looking at our backs! Marco the right track is gone try to turn us towar-

TANG!

Another shell from the Cromwell hit the manlet as it was turning.

Peter: The gun is jammed in place! I can't lower the gun!

(Charlotte)

Tanner: That was was a bloody nice hit Johnny, very good.

Janeczek: It's Janeczek sir, this isn't the first time that I've corrected you about my name.

Tanner: I do it to everyone Johnny, ain't that right Rosehip?

Rose: Not this again why do you call everyone things that make sense while you call me a cup of bloody tea!

Tanner: Because your name happens to remind me of said tea!

Michael: AP loaded sir.

Tanner: Thank you lad, ooh they are turning their armour to us. Why don't you blow the left track off? Fire when ready.

Boom!shink!

Janeczek: Hit.

Tanner: Well done, Hey Jackie.

Jackson: I'm going to pretend you did not just call me that.

Tanner: You can fire now, just make sure you can get out because I don't see the Russians. Oh and Timothy can you reverse us out of here because their gun is almost to us.

Thomas: Aye sir.

(Scorpion)

Jackson: You got eyes on the target?

Miller: Yes sir, where do you want me to shoot?

Jackson: I'll leave that up to you, just make sure it isn't somewhere that will destroy the thing.

Miller: Roger.

Boom!

(Jäger)

Finn: This is bad, this really bad.

They were sitting ducks, fish in a barrel. They couldn't defend themselves and they couldn't get back.

Lucas: They're backing up!

Finn: There's one but where is the Sherman?!

Radio: Right behind you.

A chill went down Finn's spine as he turned around just as the canvas of the wagon behind them exploded as a 76mm shell was fired off from its chamber impacting the side of the Jäger giving it a light rock to the right

(Scorpion)

Miller: Enemy is hit.

Jackson: Hmm, where you aiming for something in particular?

Miller: I guess you can say that.

Jackson: Mmm, not bad. Ok get us out of here.

(Jäger)

Lucas: *coughing* What just happened!?

Marco: Lucas you're ok, that's good.

Lucas: Marco are you o-

Lucas looked at Marco and saw that that Marco was hurt.

Lucas: Marco, I don't want to alarm you but...

He looked at his friend's left area of his torso, it was gone. Marco looked down and back at Lucas, tears started coming out of his eyes and started screaming in pain.

Arran: Marco!?

Lucas: He's hit! Peter do something!

Peter: I can't treat him there! Get him outside!

They all started scrambling out of the tank to get Marco out of his seat.

Molotov: Oh no, something really bad is going on.

Luna: Marco?

Luna and Ga1ahad ran to the tank to see what was going on, They got there when Marco got pulled out.

Peter: Oh dear no, uhhh....

Lucas: Do something!

Peter: I CANT! I WAS TRAINED IN BASIC TREATMENTS NOT IN TREATING TRAUMATIC INJURIES YOU DUMMBKOMPF!

Marco: I'm... cold... why is it... cold...?

Peter: Nononono hes loosing you too much blood!

Marco: I'm... tired... I'll take.. a nap.. Finn won't get... mad.. will he..?

Peter: Marco don't go to sleep! You have to stay awake!

Marco used what strength he had left to remove his Iron Cross and held it towards Ga1ahad.

Marco: You.. can.. keep it.. it will look good on..you.. I won't need it..

Before he could hand it to him his arm dropped and the bloodstained cross fell out of his hand.

Peter: Marco? Don't do this to me buddy, don't do this to us buddy. Please... don't.

But the glint in his eyes was gone, the warmth was gone, Marco was no longer there.

Ga1ahad look at Marco's eyes, unrecognizable. He felt something inside him change, he felt different. He had seen those eyes before, those of a life stolen from its owner. From nothing it turned into remembrance, from remembrance came sadness, and from sadness came anger. He clenched his fist in anger, he shifted his gaze towards the one who had stolen his new friend's life. They were gone, but not from him.

Luna: Ga1had?

He walked away towards the trail, he could catch up. No, he WOULD catch up, he started jogging, then running, and now sprinting. He turned the corner and there it was, the thing he came to hate at around 100 meters from him. Some one was half outside of the top and noticed him, realizing who it was he hid inside the turret which then aimed its gun at him. Ga1ahad unsheathed his sword and walked towards it, in return it fired its gun. Ga1ahad was unfazed as he, quite simply, moved his torso a bit to the left just out of the way. He sensed the panic of whoever had just fired at him, then smaller metal pieces were shot at him at which he sprinted out of the way and towards them. He closed the distance fast and they tried to fire at his feet, he leapt the remaining distance as he raised his sword above his head with a blue aura around it and struck the front armor plate slicing into it. He pulled it out and punched through the incision he made and pulled the metal to the side and saw a person underneath it.

Ga1ahad: An eye for an eye.

He raised his sword up in a reverse grip and stabbed down into the man's shoulder.

Jackson: Jenkins!

Tanner: I got eyes on him! Blast him!

Ga1ahad lifted his sword as he started getting shot from the back and scoring hits on him, he flinched at the pain and as he changed his attention to them he was hit by its gun. The impact created a white cloud as he was knocked to the ground gasping for air,

Tanner: Bloody hell what did he do to your tank!?

Jackson: I don't know he just punched right through it!

Tanner: We are past due, you have that thing right?

Jackson: Yeah, on the count of 3. 1,2,3!

It all went silent, Ga1ahad still in the white cloud picked up his sword and swung at the air. The cloud dissipated and both of the tanks were gone, vanished in thin air.

Ga1ahad: Teleportation....RAHHHHHHHHHH!

(Hours later)

The locals helped with the funeral of Marco, he was buried where the locals bury their loved ones. Choco layed down next to his grave hoping he would come back, Arran and  Lucas weren't in the mood of striking a conversation. Peter held Marco's cap as he looked at it hoping this was just a dream. Finn hating himself for getting him killed, he looked at Marco's hand print that was on the turret and the gun. It was the smallest one out of all of them, he grabbed one of the brushes they had and made an X on Marco's hand print. Luna sat on the commander's seat in the turret just wanting to be alone and Ga1ahad was staring at his sword which had a chip mark on it. He had put Marco's cross on one of the leather straps for his chest plate, a friend he had made was now gone and he was saddened by it. This was one of the worst days of their lives, and it wasn't gonna be the last.

Z: It looks like my piece has knocked your piece down.

Y: Ouch, that's gonna hurt, you really liked that piece didn't you X?

X: I would had evened it out.

Z: Well but you didn't it, you need to get better at it rookie.

X: I just wanted to give them another chance.

Y: Oh and you did, but remember the conditions. And you can't be sad about it, after all, you were the one who let them die in 1944.

And that's gonna do it for this chapter, I'm very sorry for the HUGE delay for this chapter. I got lazy, school wasn't making it any better and my limited imagination wasn't helping either. So I made it very long so I could make up for the time lost, I will see you in the next chapter! Bye!