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[Thugren]

like the grinding of angry demoniv engines, the tanks begin to turn , and in one massive barrage they loose their payload on the mortar lines. Ther machines are destryoed and their crews scattared as you hearkriegs voice over the intercom.

 

"brega....."

 

he coughs in pain.

 

"Tanks...in the brush.."

 

No sooner has his comm cuts you see several old world abrhams roar past the treeline and bunker down. Their cannons raise and four shots are sent into the silencers, sending them tumbling as one of their mighty shells ping off the head tanks side, smashing into the facility behind you

[Armoured Priest]

He expected the chinese to send armor sooner or later, but not the venerable MBTs from past united states. "Hammerlock, fall back to the facility and seal the breach!" he told his tank commander, giving him and the T-95 python tanks the coordinates. He wasn't sure how quickly they would arrive before more units exploited the hole the tanks made, so he head it toward it himself. As the glow under his skin surged in intensity, he lets loose a beam of radiation at the side of one of the tank's turrent.

[Thugren]

the heat seems to have no affect, until eventually there is a loud pop, and the shells inside the tank go off, sending shrapnel and metal in all directions.

 

suddenyl a vicous shot hits the head tank, and your mentor is sent off, slamming into trench line unconcious.

 

crushing through the forest is a true monstrocity of  a tank. Easily double the size of the abrahm, but mounted on its gun is a rail gun.

 

it begins to charge and fires a shell that rips through one of the ammo trucks  like paper, sending ammunition and shrapnel in all directions, making the battalion duck into cover

[Armoured Priest]

While most of his mind was at first trying to figure out a way to neutralize the new threat without losing half his own tanks. But one little side to him said '...take it...' "I'm definitely getting yelled by Shortstack and father after this." he said to himself before rushing the railgun tank while it reloaded to climb it and rip off a hatch to radiate the insides of the tank to kill the crew.

[Thugren]

the tank sees you coming and begins to reverse as smashgrips the treads immobilizing it.

 

"GET IT."

 

he roars as you mantle the tank and tear away the hatch, revealing terrified soldgiers inside."

[Armoured Priest]

Giving a quick smirk, he pointed an open clawed hand into the hold and opened an unfocused stream of radiation into the interior of the tank without second thought.

[Thugren]

there is a smell of horrid burning and screaming as the tank stops moving. smash lets it go and sweeaps a row of men aside vicously.

 

"Now waht the fuck are we gonna do...Push this back?"

[Armoured Priest]

"It's a railgun, it has the penetration to slice through ranks of tanks and anything else, what do you think I'm going to do?" he said before sliding his bulk into the smoking interior. Finding the gunner speak, Aberga quickly tries to figure out the layout of the firing mechanism. "Fucking moon speak." Aberga growled to himself at the abundance of mandarin characters that labeled buttons and switches.

[Thugren]

suddenly smash jumps in and slams the hatch down as a wave of black smog billows over the tank.

 

"Sorcery..."

 

he says venomously as it appears to have faces swirling in the dark mist through the portholes

[Armoured Priest]

"Call it what ever you like, this just means they can't see us, be we can see them." Aberga said calmly as he flicks on the thermal imaging setting for the gunner sight, finally getting a handle of the moonrunes. 'Where the hell is this coming from though?' he thought to himself as he peered into the gun scope, hoping to line a shot of several  targets for a single shot. He flipped the com unit in his collar to his ghosts. "Lieutenant Valentine, give me a sitrep." he order, contacting Shortstack.

[Thugren]

Well.... Uh..."

She watches Joseph raise into the sky .

" you know that little boy that is cains? Well uh.... He's floating in the sky.... And he's billowing a black fog over the battlefield....."

Outside of the tank you hear screaming, and over one of the portholes a sudden blood splatter covers the porthole.

" yea... Some spooky shit."

[Armoured Priest]

"Of course..." he said to himself. "Keep everyone in line and focused on the Chinese. This should be over soon." He told her before before  putting his good eye up to the gun scope when he heard his comm unit crackle again and heard burias. "Direct fire support on Percussion cannon, direct front, take it out!" he heard. Using the sights to find it and seeing it mounted on an armored jeep, he lines up the railgun at it and fires.

[Thugren]

the rail gun carves through the weapon like paper, but as the bullet connects, the gun fires, striking one of the chinese jeeps trying to drive through the fog and sending it ass over end into the fleeing chinese troops and you notice figures taking shape.

 

Decorated black company snipers. War criminals with longer records than your battalions had kills begin to coalece in the fog, setting upon the chinese like wrathful ghosts.

 

"Yea boss....Dunno if youre seeing this....But this is some straight dawn of the dead shit..."

 

shortstack says in awe

[Armoured Priest]

"I would say more like The Fog by John Carpenter but we'll save the movie talk for later. You and rest of Trinity concentrate on threats focusing on Cain's son, they know he's the one doing this and will try to take him out. Rest of the company take down those who get through the...apparitions." Aberga ordered, pausing for a moment to find a suitable word for what the things were. In the back of his mind he worried about what sort of affect this will have on his troops morale for not only they were ghostly images, but they were ghost of some of the most infamous soldiers known through history. "Need to talk to Solgin after this..." he said to himself after he lined a shot on another armored vehicular target and fired.

[Thugren]

asx you turn, you see something in the porthoile that made you stand still.

 

Standing, looking down in the weapons porthole is the hulking figure of tank commender Hefner...A vicous and unruly bastard who had nbeen known for gassing his men.

 

You had personally seen this man drive into a pit of predator ghouls, his tank ripped to shreds by their claws, and slept better knowing this. but you see him chuckle, and reach for the tank hatch eagerly as solgin hisses.

 

"Witch craft..."

[Armoured Priest]

"You don't even have the decency to stay dead you son of a bitch?" Aberga growled at the apparition. He moved out of the gunner seat and towards the hatch, throwing it violently up in hopes of catching him by surprise before engaging him. The man was already on the tank and at the hatch so unable to grind him under the tracks of the tank or bring a gun to bear on him, he would meet him before Hefner could do whatever he planned on with Smash and Solgin in the tank.

[Thugren]

boy waht you doin dere!"

 

He yanks you back and pulls the hole closed, blessing it with water from a flask that leaves an odd glow on the porhole.

 

'You cant be fightin dat in dis mist.....itll kill you and leave you as rubble!"

 

The bones covering his armor rattle as he hisses.

 

'Dats some seeeerious bad ju ju."

[Armoured Priest]

"We have whole companies out there and these things are starting to turn on us." Aberga said as he sat back down. "If that shit can actually keep him out fine. Still want to break that damn...thing." He grumbled as he flipped the comm unit to Cain's channel. "What the hell is going on, these things Jacob made are turning on us."

[Thugren]

BUSY AT THE MOMENT ABREGA."

 

Cain yells over the comm as volgin shakes his head.

 

"Dey arent turnin on us boy....Da spell da boy be weavin pulls da souls back from the grave......Dese men were at this battle...If they had beef wit choo after it would spain why dey tryin ta kill joo."

 

Above you hear the commander holwing in fury and hear the hatch creak ominously.

"Dat dead man reeeeeeeeallly be hatin joo commander."

[Armoured Priest]

"The feeling is mutual." Aberga said, his patience at the events going on around him wearing thin. "What am I suppose to do, say sorry to the sick fucker or some bullshit like that?" He asked Volgin, jerking a clawed  thumb up at the hatch. "Otherwise I'm going to see how it deals with a high dose of radiation to it's system."