The N-Team

Himmelsdorf

Four tanks, three of them Americans and the other German, are searching for any fuel left in this abandoned camp. The three American tanks were brothers, and they accepted the German as being their comrade. It was an unusual team to say at least. They were nomads and, until they could find a permanent home, they would stay like this forever. And the fact that they scavenge abandoned bases was highly unusual to settled teams, but for others it was necessary.

"Hey, does anybody find supplies yet?" One of them, a T71, asked. He was the quickest among the American brothers, thanks to the fact that he is a Light Tank himself.

"None yet Quicky. God this base was being emptied full." The other brother, the T21, replied. Like Quicky, he was a Light Tank, and the second quickest among the team. Both he and Quicky could scout for the other two, and they respected each other's speed.

"What about you Cellum?" Quicky asked, turning his attention to an American T69 Medium. Cellum was the oldest among the brothers, but he didn't mind that they have age differences. To him, all of them were his comrades, including the German.

"No luck yet Dean. I did not found any supplies in this camp." He replied. However, before any of his brothers could reply, a .IVc run towards them with a smile on his face.

"I have found supplies! Come with me!" The Tier V German Tank Destroyer exclaimed excitedly, and the brothers followed in suit. What they saw filled their souls with happiness. In this very door of the castle was plenty of supplies for all of them. Fuel, spare parts and other stuff were organized in chests. Whatever team abandoned this base they were in a rush. They quickly pack up the supplies and soon they were in the move again. They could see carnage everywhere, concluding that the team abandoned this place because of it.

"Wait!" Quicky said, giving the team the 'halt' sign. Being the fastest, it was her duty to scout and report what was happening in front of them. And since she has the best view range among all of them, she could do it in a hinch.

"What's wrong Quicky?" Cellum asked, giving a concerned look on his face. Usually, she would report other team's advances, giving them the only option to hide.

"Look at this." He replied, and the other three give a peak on what the T71 was looking at. They immediately saw tracks towards the west, indicating that the team who abandoned this precious base was going to Ruinberg, Kharkov or Hidden Village. All four of them looked at each other.

"Why would they go to that direction?" Dean asked, knowing that the weather in the direction was harsh.

"I think they have to get a better place. I mean, look at the carnage everywhere!" The German TD said exclaimed.

"I would agree with Bus. Some teams do abandon their old bases for a new one thanks to a battle." Cellum said, elicting nods from his two lighter brothers. Apparently they were thinking the same thing.

"But why would they do that? I mean, they could just clean up the mess and just sit here, right?" Dean asked. He raise a good point though. The team could just clean up what happened and voila it's clean again.

"I think they left the base thinking that they could not afford to have another attack." Cellum said, getting the three other tanks forming an 'o' shape plastered on their mouths. It was good that they know his point, otherwise there would be a pointless argument.

"So, what should we do now?" Quicky asked. All of them were thinking what should be the best course of action. There were two options; a.) Follow the tracks, b.) Go to one of the three cities to scavenge. If they choose the former, then they would be possibly outmatched by a stronger team.

"Guess we should scavenge one of the towns." Bus said, elicting nods from the others. It was the safest option and all of them wanted to avoid any fire fights. However, they do a code of honor to help a 'lone wolf'. After getting the safest option, they set out towards Kharkov.

Himmelsdorf Team

The so-called Himmelsdorf Team, named so after the city they were previously in, was composed of the remaining team that resided in the city and the Tanking League. They were a kilometer away from Ruinberg, but they were feeling that they were travelling for months.

"How much longer?" A Leichttracktor whined. Most of the group agreed with his whining, thanks to the fact that they were travelling for so long, with limited breaks in between. Even the Tank Destroyers agreed with him.

"Don't worry Noob. We'll get there soon." A Wespe reassured the LTracktor, elicting a nod from the German Light. They continued their journey towards the city. It was already 12:00 NN, and they calculated that they could reach the city tomorrow afternoon, provided that they need rest. They didn't, and they reached the city at 11:00 P.M in which all of them cheered in joy. Finally a place to stay in! They set up camp at the outskirts of the city and they have a good night sleep.

N-Team

It was already night as the four-tank team was now 13 km from their destination. The time was 7:00 PM, and they didn't worry because they plan on resting at 9:00 PM. And since they have the speed they should be able to get to Kharkov two to three days from now. Quikcy, Dean, Cellum and Bus were humming to the beat of the music they heard from the city itself. It was a voice of power and confidence, and it was more than enough to get there just to take a peek at the city. If they deem it fit for them, it's going to be their home.

It was 8:00 PM when they reached the 12 km mark. It was a small victory but nevertheless it was enough for the N-Team to see that their progressing well. They keep moving forward, repeating the same Kharkov Music while humming another music from the city of Stalingrad.

"Hey guys its 9:00 PM already. We should rest for a while." Bus said, getting the American brothers to stop and nodded. Bus has a special ability to tell time even without a clock, so he comes in handy when travelling in a nomadic style. They set up camp, which composed of four tents that is retrofitted to their likings, and a nice old campfire.

"I think it's all set up." Dean said, a smile plastered on his face. The others gave a smile too as rest was also at their top priority. They gathered on the campfire, each positioning themselves on their respective tents. They chatted on recent news lately, probably to get updated, and after a 'goodnight' they went in to their respective tents and have a goodnights rest.