Project Venom #Watty's2016

Armored Finale

Classified Location: Chad

Time: 9:24 AM

Temperature: 100

Operator: Ace Kyloth

Operation Armored Finale

"10 seconds to target", the Ranger yelled, opening the 260's rear hatch as I pressed in the clutch of the M4, made sure the shifter, my link to the 11 speed Tanker transmission, was in neutral and gave the key a turn. Te 36 Cylinder Detroit Diesel in the back gurgled to life and roared to 11,000 RPM when I gave the pedal a press, shaking the entire plane. Rachel was sitting beside me, strapped into the Recaro Tanker seat with a 5 point harness, keeping an eye on the radar that would be provided by the drone the tank came equipped with. Nina, who was at my back, was manning the 20mm cannons and the machine guns while Hunter, at Rachel's back, had free reign with the 155's and the Coaxial 762s.

"When this is over", I said putting the parking brake down and releasing the clutch, "pizza's on me."

"We'll hold you too it", Rachel said as the Ranger in front of us released a level.

"Releasing the Devil!", he shouted as the tank flew out of the back of the plane, Calen's tank following us closely. The feeling of the tank being in mid air was like none other. A feeling of pure adrenaline, even more so when the tank's suspension compressed with an ear splitting hiss when the treads touched the ground. As soon as the rocking stopped, Alex spoke up.

"Time to work Tier X."

At the ending of his sentence, the pedal was on the floor. The tank lurched and the RPM Needle jerked from it's 450 idle to over 2700 and the diesel in the back screamed a scream that would put the Honda's V6 to shame and give the supra a run for it's money. The MPH climbed in such a way that I thought I was back in my Van when I first had my license. It was frighteningly quick for weighing more than 70 tons. The tank tached out at 12,700 Rpm and forced me to shift to second gear. The needle jumped down to 4500 and the acceleration once again resumed.

"Are you sure this ain't the Civic?", Nina yelped, as much out of fear as it was pure joy.

"Positive!", Rachel giggled, "coming on the first target now, Hunta! Those guns ready!?"

"You better fucking believe it!", Hunter said as the M4 flew over the ridge, surprising every single Reborn below it. The X-01s simply charged at us, but Nina turned the 20's on them, which turned them into paste. Not too long after I flew the tank over the sandy ridge, the first shot rang, vibrating the entire tank.

"Power substation down", Hunter said, "Next target is the AA batteries and back up generators."

"We got that shit on lock down", Calen said as his and four other tanks came flying over the ridge, "you take the AA turrets, we got the generators."

"And I'll hit the monorail", Hawk said as she flew overhead with four other Warthogs, "Thunder 1-1 is established in the overhead and ready for tasking. Take out those AA guns so's we can lay waste to these fucks once and for all."

"Rodger that Thunder 1-1", I said, "Overlord this is Devil 2-2, am I cleared for Secondary targets?"

"Affirmative Devil 2-2", Morningstar said, "you are cleared for the AA Turrets and the monorail."

"Fuck yes!", Hunter said as he turned the 155's on the nearest AA Turret, which was a Seaspray that had turned it's sights on Hawk and her team of Hogs.

'Boom goes the cannon!", Hunter said ringing the round off. It smashed into the Seaspray almost instantly, like it was firing a hit scan and not a steel slug.