Forced Together? (Tankman x Female Reader)

Mission Titanic

*Meanwhile 10 minutes prior*

"Tell me again why we have to steal the tank back Captain? " Said Steve, speaking loudly over the tank engine.

"Because they refused to give up their half of titanic.."

He paused for a second.

"And I do not want to watch an hour of no action. What's the point of all they do is love each other, where's the fun in that?."

"Hey, do you see that in the distance? Steve said while shielding his eyes from the harsh sunlight.

"It must be important since I'm getting a major hard on right now Steve."

They stopped in front of a soldier, who stuck their arm out at them in a displeased way.

"Hey you guys! In the massive tank!" Yelled the soldier.

Steve popped out of the tank while the Captain made himself comfortable on the cannon.

"Who exactly are you talking to, you cock block?" Said Captain, slowly sliding to the end of the cannon.

"Well I was just going to ask you to move your tank, since you're in enemy territory you see." He pointed to a building off in the distance. "You see you're not allowed here!"

"Says who?"

The private dug the tip of his boot into the yellow ground and made a line and stepped back.
"This is our side"

"That's yours."

"Hey Captain, what if you just, I don't know, went over the line." Steve said, as he slowly began to inch forward.

"Woah Steve, now's not the time so be so hasty. But we have to ram our cannon to their side in order to penetrate their defenses, hit and weaken their sweet spot so they're at their knees, begging to give us anything to satisfy us, even if it means never knowing good character development!"

"That sounds like a good plan sir, but how do you think we can get it rolling into action?"

The enemy private yelled louder, "Hey, how about you guys put some jam on your roll, since you aren't coming over this line. If you do, I'll call the cops, and by that I mean the rest of the army!" He yelled pointing his walkie-talkie at them.

"Wow, you sure are creative!" Said Captain dryly.

"Permission to run over this man and his sad, crooked line?" Steve's fingers were crawling over the controls, awaiting his superior's response.

"Permission granted Steve, rev up this engine! He yelled, slapping the side of the cannon.

The tank slowly began to gain speed.

The enemy private moved his walkie-talkie to his mouth. "Uh Captain, we may have a problem. There's a tank and men heading our way, prepare to protect the heart of the sea!"

Private just say they're coming for our half, specifically the end part.

"Oh..." The private said, trailing off as he looked up at the growing shadow before him, only to come face to face with the tank wheels.

"Huh I guess in this roll, I'M the jam." Blurted the private's before he was run over by the tank, tossing his walkie-talkie to the side, leaving his commander to hear his muffled screaming as his bones crunched on the other end.

Eh he was always weak anyways, well might as well prep the others.

"Hey do you hear that Cap?"

"If it's the beautiful sounds of that private, then yes."

"No other thing, it sounds like a bunch of crying babies."

"You mean enemy soldiers?"

"What's the difference?"

They both dryly laughed, but were rudely cut off by the sound of their tank being pierced.

"Oh no Steve it seems as if our barrel and base is being penetrated."

"You should get off the cannon Captain."

"Ugh, Steve you're killing my hard on, but you're right." He inched off slowly.

More gunshots hit their tank as they approached the fenced off area.

"Why don't you just blast our load already?" Yelled Captain over the zipping bullets.

"I can't, turns out the explosive I loaded is powerful for this thing! If we fire, it might explode!" Responded Steve, in a know it at tone.

"We'll do it anyway, as much as I love crushing these guys, you have to fire, I can't hold this load in anymore..." Captain pulled out his own gun as he fully made his way down the cannon.

The large wave of bullets came, the Captain ducked, they barely grazed his arms.

"Well that's a relief huh Steve?" He sounded a bit more worried as he looked up at his best friend.
He was taken aback when he noticed the top part of his Steve's helmet had somehow been shot off.

The frightened Steven began to lose control of the tank.

"Those ass-fuckers!" Exclaimed Captain. "You have to shoot them now Steve! Once this tank blows up we flee and run to the pathetic building . It may not give us as much pleasure as using the tank but we have to do it."

"Alright then Captain," said Steve as he got out of his set, still keeping ahold of the controls.", I just want to tell you one thing Cap, John I love you."

"I'm going to assume it's like a brother, private! Thanks for making my last moments awkward!"

Steven points to the sky, ignoring Captain's comment, before slamming his finger into the "fire" button.

A massive explosive came out of the tank, splitting the cannon on its way out. It impacted with the fence, causing an impressive range of damage.
The recoil of it launched the bottom part of the tank backwards, catapulting Captain because he jumped beforehand, however Steve didn't.
With the velocity of the explosion Captain didn't exactly see where Steve landed.

But at least he knew what to look for.

A man with a broken helmet, and the uniform of the "winning side".