Mike's P.O.V.

I couldn't believe my eyes when I saw 4 pieces of paper, that just fell out of My recently opened chip bag. I just got home from my local supermarket and decided to watch Der Film for the hundred time. When I saw a small plastic bag containing 4 small pieces of paper fall into my chips bowl. "Are these the rumored tickets for Tankfest?" I asked myself, I couldn't believe it. I heard about it on the news, but didn't think much of it. I mean yeah I was bloody excited if I won, but I couldn't go due to school. But when my high school randomly burned down, I don't know why. But I guess it was a random arsonist, maybe even a classmate or an other highschooler. Anyway, I had the time to go to Tankfest. But seeing as there are 3 days left before it begins, I decided to not bet on it that I could go. It was probably already found, but I guess I was wrong.

I quickly opened the small plastic bag and put my bowl on the table In front of me. I still couldn't believe that I got them. "I better call the rest, they will be as excited as I am. I just know it" I quickly went through my contacts and tapped on the first person I could find, Brandon.

Brandon's P.O.V.

I was drawing in my room, when suddenly my phone rang. I picked it up and saw that Mike was calling me. 'I wonder what he wants to tell me' I thought to myself. I quickly accepted the call and put my phone to my ear "yo Mike, you need something?" I asked him. A short pause follow, and he said one thing: "dude, pack your bags. We're going to Bovington!" He screamed, he seemed really excited "why? Did something happen?" I asked him, "you know those rumored tickets that were in the news a few days ago?" He replied "Yeah, I heard about those. Waaiittt, don't tell me you got those" my voice got more excited the more I talked. "I sure have, I just got them. So, you wanna go?" He asked, "I sure as hell am coming along, I will ask Hilbert, can you ask Mia?" I asked him "sure, can you ask him to come to my house in 20 minutes?" He replied. "Sure, see you in a few minutes!"

Around 20 minutes later at Mike's house Mike's P.O.V.

"you said you had the tickets?" Mia asked, "I sure do, here" I said as I handed the tickets to them, they looked on in amazement. Just like me they couldn't believe it. Hilbert picked one up, "I sure hope these are real, cause I'm dying to go" his voice was filled with excitement, a smile was plastered on his face. "I checked on the Tank Museum's page, they are real" I explained to him. "Then what are we waiting for?! Let's pack our bags" Brandon's excited voice screamed. The three of them pulled out a bag each. I also pulled mine from behind the couch. "LET'S GO!" I yelled at the top of my lungs.

No P.O.V. following the four friends to the Bovington tank museum

The four friends ran out of Mike's house, each of them had their bag on their back and a ticket in 1 hand. As they got to the street a taxi was conveniently already there, Mike ran to the drivers And tapped on the window. The taxi driver rolled down the window and looked at Mike "what do you need kid?" He asked. "Can me and my friends get a ride to the Bovington tank museum?" Mike asked the taxi driver, while pointing to his friend behind him. The taxi driver loomed behind Mike and nodded "sure, get in. Names Carl" Carl replied. The four friends got in and since the taxi was big enough, the four of them could easily get in. Mike was in front next to Carl, while Mia, Brandon and Hilbert on the back seat. Their bags were placed behind them, while Mike's bag was in between his legs. "Sooo, why are you going there? You guys don't seem to be adults" Carl asked, Mia quickly replied with: "it's for a school trip, but we overslept and missed the bus" luckily for them Carl seemed pleased with that answer and focused his attention back to the road in front of him

around 30 minutes later Mike's P.O.V.

we entered the enormous parking place, hundreds of cars were already there and luckily a few buses too "alright, that will be £65" Carl explained, i quickly fished my wallet out of my pocket and gave him the £65. the four of us opened the doors and walked out of the car, i could hear the tires screeching and the fading sound of the car engine as we were walking towards the entrance , we made our way to the entrance and saw several tanks standing outside, like a Challenger 1, a FV4005 stage II, a Churchill Mk. 3 and a few others. we got inside and walked over to the nearest staff member and showed him the tickets, "wow, i didn't think anybody would get them. congrats guys" the name plate on his chest said Greg Williams, he looked quite surprised. "neither did i, but i got them" a could feel a smile forming on my lips when i said that, "okay then, i will lead you to the hanger were we have the tanks for today stored. do you guys already have an idea on which tank you guys want to drive and shoot with?" he asked us "Panzerkampfwagen. IV Ausf. H!" we all shouted at the same time, i saw Greg chuckle a bit. "you guys know your tanks well, that's good to see" he said while smiling "yo, Greg! who are they?" a voice came from our right, i looked to my right and saw a man with a bulky build, short black hair and a light beard approaching us. "ah, Ryan. these four won those special tickets that the news covered a few days ago" Greg explained "wait, they actually released those?" He asked nervously "yeah, I got them when I opened my chips bag" I answered, he looked quite surprised, probably cause he didn't expect anyone to get them. "Okay then, do you guys already know which tank you want to drive?" He asked us, "Yep, we chose the Pz. 4 H, since it's our favourite" Mia replied "alright make sure you're ready in 30 minutes and get back to here, Tankfest is starting in an hour and we're starting it off with a bang!" Ryan told us. 

After 30 minutes of lazing around and looking at tanks (Mike's P.O.V.)

"They sure have a lot of tanks here don't they?" Mia asked while admiring a Sherman Firefly "yep, i guess there are a couple hundred around here" Brandon replied while looking at the same Firefly. "Yo! Are you guys ready!" Greg yelled as he entered the large hall, he and Ryan walked over to us. "Okay we need to assign you guys a role so it won't be pure chaos on the track, first we need a driver. Does someone have experience with driving vehicles?" Ryan asked us, "i play a lot of simgames with a steering wheel and the like" Brandon answered "i guess that could work for now, we will help you with the controls as well" Greg replied while nodding. "Next we need a gunner, someone with good eyesight and a steady hand is the best choice" Ryan explained, Hillbert stepped forward at that "alright, now we need a radio operator" Ryan told us, Mia raised her hand up "my voice is loud and clear!" She said while smiling "yeah it sure is" Brandon said with a chuckle "alright then, Mike you're the commander.  We will help with loading the gun" Greg explained. We all walked over to the Pz. 4 H and and got into our positions, Greg and Ryan helped us load a shell and gave us a short guide on how to drive, aim etc. After 30 minutes we were done and Tankfest was about to begin "you guys ready for this!" I asked them "HELL YEAH!" Everyone screamed, i chuckled, "alright then, let's wait until they call us over and start the show!" I yelled full of excitement, i could see the others were full of excitement as well. I heard the hatch above me open and Greg was above me "i'm glad you guys are excited, the show starts now" he said to me, he closed the hatch and jumped off our tank. "Alright! Brandon, move us out of the garage and on the dirt track" i ordered over the intercom system, the engine roared to life and the tank started moving, after a few seconds i could see crowd that was outside "that's a lot of people" i said to myself. We went over a few hills and other obstacles, eventually i saw the target "alright Brandon, stop on top of the next hill. The target is behind it" i said over the intercom "roger that" he replied, i felt the tank going up the small hill and stop after it reached the top "Hillbert, target bearing 107!" I ordered the turret turned to right and stopped after a few seconds "FIRE!" I yelled

Greg's P.O.V.

I followed the Pz. 4 H with my eyes, "he's a good driver, isn't he?" Ryan asked referring to Brandon "yeah, he's pretty good. He doesn't seem to have any problem controling the tank" i replied, suddenly there was a load bang "looks like they fired the canon" i said to Ryan, i looked through the binoculars i had on me in case something happens faraway. "They didn't hit the target though" i replied. "That's a shame then, but they aren't moving, or at least it looks like that" Ryan said, i look at him and noticed he looked a bit concerned. I look back at the Pz. 4 H "Hey, Ryan! The hatches are opened and there's smoke coming out" I yelled, "shit, go, i will get the paramedics. Something bad might have happened!" Ryan yelled and rushed off to the paramedics, i ran across the field and arrived at the smoking tank and climbed on top of it "Mike! Brandon! Mia! Hillbert! Are you guys okay" i yelled, i got no reply from them, i looked inside and my worst fear came true. Inside the commander seat sat Mike his clothes around his torso were completely brunt. His torse was also burnt, "looks like they misfired" i said to myself, i sighed. The fuel tanks look damaged as well and the cannon is destroyed as well, around the middle there are a few cracks, i guess the round stopped there. "GREG! Are they okay!" Ryan yelled while he was running towards me, the pars were close behind him "it's useless Ryan, t-they are done for" i mumbled "what happened?" A paramedic asked "they cannon misfired, the fuel tanks also ruptured. Which doesn't make this any better" i explained to them

after confirming their deaths we towed the vechile away and placed it in a garage. The bodies of the four friends were taken out, the situation was worse then we thought. All 4 of them had large brun marks on there bodies, Mike's situation was the worse due to the gun breech being directed in front of him. "Poor kids, they didn't deserve this at all" i mumbled to myself while looking at the destroyed tank

Mike's P.O.V

All i remember was a bang, a flash and fire. I feel light, is this how being dead feels like? "MIKE! MIKE! WAKE UP DAMNIT!" I heard someone shout, this voice, it's familiar to me. Suddenly i started to feel things around me again, i felt the wind blowing around me, the voice started becoming clearer and louder, i could feel my body again and the grass under me, i shot up and opened my eyes "i'm not dead?" I aksed myself "OH! MIKE, YOU'RE AWAKE!" I heard Hillbert scream, i guess he was screaming my name "where are we?" I aksed while looming around, i saw trees nothing but trees going on for miles. "We're in a forest, but i don't know where we are" Mia replied said whike leaning against a Pz. 4 H, wait a Pz. 4 H?! "Uhhh, why is that tank here?" I asked "i don't really know either, but it seems to be the same one that we kind of died in" Brandon answered "does it still drive?" I asked, "yep, it's in top shape. There rest of tank is too, i checked it, i also found something inside. But i don't know what it is" Brandon said "there's dirt road a couple meters behind us, it might take us to civilisation" Mia exclaimed while pointing behind her "let's get out of this forest then, do we take the roles we got assigned in Bovington?" I asked them "why not? I'm down for it" Hillbert shouted, they others nodded as well. "Let's get moving then!" I yelled, we all got inside i saw a huge white mass a next to me when i got in, i guess this is what Brandon was talking about

Yep, a new book. I haven't writing anything in a while due to personal stuff and because I had a writersblock for my other 2 books, i had plenty of motivation to write, but no ideas. My writing might be a bit rusty, but i hope it's enjoyable

-red