Your POV 

"So, yeah. It's a stalemate at the moment." I spoke, standing before a table where a Blue Commander sat. "So sending in the tank hasn't changed the tides?" He asked. "We weren't able to use it before you called me here." I explained. "But it's a tank." The commander said. 

"We were not able to use it yet." I repeated. "Tanks are powerful. It should've crushed the Reds." The commander stated. "We. Were. Not. Able. To. Use. It. Yet." I said slowly, wondering if they were mentally retarded. "But it shoots a 60MM tungsten shell." The commander explained. 

"I was not able to use it, or have a soldier use it because you literally called me to come here." I said. "It has thick armor. The Red's Puma can't harm it." The commander said. "Are you a child?" I asked. "N-No." The commander stuttered. "Tommy! Dinner's ready!" A voice called. 

"I'm not hungry Mom!" The commander yelled back. "Oh my fucking god." I whispered to myself. "It's fried shrimp!" The mom yelled back. "Fried shrimp!" The commander yelled as he got up and ran out of the room. "But we're not done here!" I yelled, but it was far too late. 

I sighed. "I bet the Reds don't have to put up with this." 

(Meanwhile at Red Command) 

The music dropped the beat hard as the next stripper walked down the catwalk. "So you want me to strangle the men, women, and children?" Sarge asked the Red Commander who was sat next to him. "Yep." The commander replied as he threw ten bucks on stage. 

"Roger that." Sarge said. 

(272 Words. Apparently RVB was blocked in my area for some reason. Using a VPN now to continue the story. Just made this small chapter to inform you and get you something to read. This also take place during Head Noob In Charge since you were also called to command. You'll be back in the Gulch next chapter.)