Rachel POV

So an American tank, Swedish tank, Soviet tank, British death cannon, and a turettless version of E100, the mind of two tanks having a 183 mm and 17 cm gun gives me a perspective of how powerful they would be.

Rachel: Hey FV, Jag if having big guns means you really can pack a punch, right?

FV: Oh not with a set of drawbacks.

Evie: Why so?

FV: For one due to the calibre of my gun I cannot bring much shells because I will be overweight, Second I am not that fast, and third my armor is basically that of a medium tank instead of a heavy tank, my hull is based on my close cousin, FV215b but he has a 120 mm gun, and also with my gun it takes a while to reload.

Jag: And even I having a 17 cm gun and good armor doesn't mean I have a fast hull turn.

Then Catriona (Centurion MK5) went up.

Catriona: Excuse me, I am Centurion Mk5 but please call me Catriona, where you are from is there any other variants of me?

E5: Yes, there is Cent. 5/1, Centurion 1, and Centurion 7/1 and the adopted FV4202.

Catriona: Out of all of them who is the strongest?

E5: Hmm, if I say it has to be Centurion 7/1 he has a 105 mm gun which can fire HESH shells.

(it is because cent 7/1 has more turret armor than fv4202)

Catriona: I see.

Rachel: By the way what should we call you by names? We can't just call you by your tank designation.

The boys then looked at each other, I could hear them whisper to one another but I can't make up what they're talking, they then looked back.

Fv (Oliver): Right, then you can call me Oliver.

E5 (Sam): Call me Sam, as in Uncle Sam! Haha!

Jag (Klaus): Nennen, Sie mich bitte Klaus. (Please, call me Klaus)

Kran (Elias): Ring mig av elias (Call me by Elias)

Is (Dmitry): Позвони мне Дмитрий, товарищ (Pozvoni mne Dmitriy, tovarishch) ( Call me by Dmitry, comrade)

Evie: Ok so its Oliver, Sam, Klaus, Elias, And...

Natalia: Dmitry.

Rachel: Ok, those are your names for now.

Sam: Ok.

Natalia: *whispering* Дмитрий, имейте в виду, что есть некоторые советские девушки, которые, вероятно, сойдут с ума, чтобы быть вашими. (Dmitriy, imeyte v vidu, chto yest' nekotoryye sovetskiye devushki, kotoryye, veroyatno, soydut s uma, chtoby byt' vashimi.) (Dmitry, be warned there are some soveit girls that will probably go crazy to be yours.)

Dmitry: Я понимаю. (YA ponimayu.) ( I see.)

Rachel: Right, let's move on.

We then continued back to base.

END

(One year again)

(Shit)