Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

THE ART OF WAR

"Sun Tzu said: The art of war recognizes nine varieties of ground: (1) Dispersive ground; (2) facile ground; (3) contentious ground; (4) open ground; (5) ground of intersecting highways; (6) serious ground; (7) difficult ground; (8) hemmed-in ground; (9) desperate ground." From the Art Of War. (I do not own this! duh!)

The Art Of War Sun Tzu. The finest military calculus, superior to a random guess when lives and empires are at risk of being consumed by others. When all hope fades away, and dreams crumble to ashes, it takes the spark of human nature to survive to battle against the seemingly impossible.

This was birthed when Kays crew saw Thanats come out with her in his arms. His clothes burnt and small parts on fire. Gently putting her down on the ground in front of them, ignoring the mountain slide of pain as he did so.

He said before fainting onto the ground hard "If you kill me, you won't go to hell... Because I will.".

The crew bandaged up Kay and brought her to the medical tent near the center of the camp. They came to see that the battle was over. They had won but lost so much they had perpetually lost.

Thanatos's crew had brought Nemesis to the medical tent also and were quickly rounded up and arrested. Nemesis was whisked away to the operating room as she was still losing blood and consciousness.

Kay awoke and was told where Nemesis was and what her two fates could be. That being, life or death. There was nothing she could do but wait, and that was what she did.

As the action was beginning to calm down, there came the last bang of it. Hammonds tank came fast out of the smoke on fire.

It was both the most beautiful, and most terrifying thing ever seen.

The engine was on fire, and smoke was quickly filling the insides. A result of the fire was that the driver had lost control of it.

The high-reaching orange flames looked soft as it stretched upon the dark sky, like a chariot of fire.

The crew including Hammond desperately held what little ammunition they had above the heat, fearing that at any moment the shells would explode.

A quick death it would be, and a long one for everyone else as without his tank, the enemy's super heavy tanks would be nearly invincible.

Nonna saw his tank, and her thought was "Hammond is still in there with his crew trying to save it! Risking their lives on chance just to save ours!".

The driver's eyes stung and watered like Niagara Falls as he tried to see what he could due to stop it, and there it was.

A small restaurant laid to their right, hopefully, strong enough to stop them. Closing his eyes to prevent him from going blind, he steered towards it and used sound to identify if he was going to hit it, or unfortunately miss it.

The sounds of the tank's engine violently speeding up would echo off the walls, therefore it would get louder in front of him.

vroooooooOOOOOOMMMMM!

CRASH!

They crashed through the wall, the gun catching the roof, causing the tank to leach up and then stop. The imbalance of it all and the leaking engine fluids caused the engine to stall.

"Go and get a fire extinguisher ay!" The loader said.

Hammond decided to, and he opened up the back turret and hopped out on top of the engine. The smoke had rendered his vision so useless, he didn't realize he was standing on fire until it caught onto him.

This caused him to go into a panic, fall off the tank and desperately roll around the ground. Nonna came over and kicked dirt at him to try and put it out as students with fire extinguishers ran behind them.