Girls Und Panzer Parabellum

FLAMES OF THE BEAST (Part 2)

The fires were beginning to close in, the shootout of Saunders university trying to escape neared closer and closer to the aircraft carriers. French and Canadian tanks made their way towards them. The Foch 155's and the T-95 stayed aboard the aircraft carrier. Their value was high above many of the weapons they had, therefore needing only to attack head-on when victory was sustainable from a planned point of view.

While going in between building and building, keeping a relatively low amount of noise on their way towards Thanatos, they made sure that they were no louder than the sounds of gunfire, and the on consuming void of flames in the distance.

Nemesis's feet tapped more and more on the metal floor, alerting the others in the tank how much this meant in the heat of the moment. Years now this had been going on now. Growing tension, the tendency of snapping to achieve what they wanted, was much like her uniform, and Thanatos's mind wire he rested ever so gently on. Satisfaction was only the bare minimum of the emotional rewards to his defeat, she would be cleansed of his existence, and thus his curse.

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"I...I can't believe it. It's a C5-M Galaxy coming down fast with its back door open!" Fonck frantically yelled into the radio as she steered her plane out of the way as it came down low.

It was so high in the sky, that the smoke cloud's covered it up, and hushed out its loud engine's with the burning and crashing of buildings. On the sides, it read 'Saunders University Airlift division'.

Coming out of the back with a parachute was the Japanese Type 10. It was commanded by one he knew well, Ami Chono, from just looks and the very few actions he saw her do. Watching the Tankery matches from her proud place in the Japanese Military did all but observe who's boot she thought of him under. The parachute deployed, and she landed right in front of him, sparks spreading from the impact marvelously.

His tank's turret only looked down to her, not startled by her appearance, rather amused of her arrival. From his place looking upon the modern tank, it was like a knight being knighted by the king. He thought of this comparison well, but only saw a tall woman in a reputable tank about to be dishonored.

"He is mine for the killing! THIS MY MOMENT, NO RULES, NOBODY SAYING NO TO HIS DEATH!!!!!!" Nemesis screamed this so loud, that it even startled Esme as the tank seemed to be vibrating by both the drifting and the yelling as they rounded the corner.

Now right in front of him and going beside the Type 10 except a bit further to showcase the dire need of his murder.

"FIRE! FIRE TILL THERES NOTHING LEFT IN THE CLIP!"

BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!

Each round leaving the barrel at a little over a four-second interval was so satisfying, you could say she was turned on by it. The steel melting as the bullets entered his tank, igniting the ammunition, blowing off the turret and melting the body, in a way, was also melting her. she moaned as the words "yes...yes...yes" came out gently and landing softly as she realized... it was done.

Planes flew above, spitting out white flares of orange and black smoke in recognition of what just happened. were they devastated? glad? or was it the signaling of a greater coming? The planes were the Focke-Wulf FW-190. The nazi fighting aircraft that shook the allies in its design and power. They went for the engines on the C5-M Galaxy, shot them out, and caused the plane to begin its deadly dishonored decent to the ground. As the Five Focke planes went ahead, one turned back, and while its behavior was different, so was what it had. Underneath its belly, was a bomb ready to be dropped, and just like that, whent right over the it did a slam dunk right into the control room with it.