Chapter one, here we go. What would happen if the virus strain from the Left 4 Dead universe cropped up in the universe of Girls Und Panzer? Who knows, on with the story, Panzer vor.

Chapter One

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*THUMP! *

The sound of fists banging on metal was the only sound Miho Nishizumi could hear. The Panzer IV Ausf H was surrounded, however, not by hostile tanks.

"Miss Nishizumi?", Yukari called, causing her commander to immediately snap out of her silent panic. "Huh? Wha?", is all she could muster. The sudden swarm of the undead now attacking the tank furiously had left her dazed. She'd managed to get them safely to their tank, seeing the horde fast approaching. Yukari didn't even need to ask the very obvious question, as it was practically written in her expression, one of worry. Miho began to consider her options. She didn't know where everyone else was, she'd gotten one glance at the horde as she sealed off the hatch on her cupola, to her relief, it didn't seem any of her fellow Sensha-do friends or anyone she knew for that matter were apart of the mob, this relief was quickly replaced with fear realizing that their safe haven only temporary, surely there was no way the infected could breach the mighty panzer's armor, they were completely safe, all except for one small problem. One problem that before, was trivial and easy to rectify, the transmission was shot. It happened during a match with Pravda, and was due to be fixed today by the members of Leopon team, the automotive club. Running through every possible scenario in her head, she came to only one conclusion, they could do nothing but wait. She first glanced at Yukari, and then to the empty spots in her tank which were usually occupied by her friends. She hoped they were okay, refusing to think about the alternative.

"Good job, everyone!", the collective shouts rang out. Hands shook, congratulating the winning team, Pravda high, much to the delight of their overzealous Commander, Katyusha. Ooarai's winning streak, broken due to an attack on Ooarai's flag tank, the M3 Lee, having been shot from a distance, the attacker, hidden amongst shrubbery, it's 122mm barrel still smoking, the IS-2. The heavy tank then moved to join up with the main attacking force, Anglerfish team had been taken out earlier, unexpectedly, the sub commander Momo, thinking irrationally, employed the tactic she knew fairly well,

"FIRE.", and that they did, shells were lobbed at their attackers, but due to the sudden loss of Commander Nishizumi's tank, the attack was uncoordinated, and one by one, Ooarai's tanks were picked off, with the Porsche Tiger being the last to fall.

"Hahah! Your puny tanks were no match for the might of Russian steel, nor the might of the Great Katyusha!", Pravda's commander chimed, while perched on sub commander Nonna's shoulders. Miho could do nothing but smile, and laugh, respecting that they had won fair and square. "Your team did very well Katyusha! It was a pleasure to fight against you!", Miho beamed. Katyusha caught off by the praise, despite being typically high and mighty was struck dumb and silent, looking away, blushing slightly. She simply nodded at Miho once more, before looking down at her subordinate, "Nonna, let's depart."

"Yes, Katyusha.", the sub commander replied. Bidding Miho well, before turning and heading back to their awaiting team. Miho turned to look at the tanks being towed away. Her team coming to greet her. "That was an interesting match.", Saori stated before continuing, "Although I wish that commander of theirs didn't gloat so much!", Saori then proceeded to make a pouting look. Hana, silent but still with that ever-present smile, nodded towards her Commander. Miho smiled, and turned to regard Leopon team, who were glancing at their fallen Tiger as well as the other tanks, trying to gauge the damage from where they were standing.

"They managed to take out our Transmission and de-tracked us in the process,", Miho stated towards Leopon's Commander, Nakajima.

"Ah, that's an easy fix. We'll have her running by tomorrow at the latest. They got us pretty good. The shot combined with another engine fire took our poor Porsche out.", Nakajima said before laughing. Miho nodded politely, before turning back to her fellow Sensha-do members, chatting idly amongst each other, a majority of them in their small pockets, respectively. She smiled, happy to see this team which has come so far, even though this practice match was a defeat, she looked forward to the future, victory or not, she would have fun. Her thoughts were cut off by Saori,

"Miporin! Shall we go fix dinner?", the ginger called. Mako, the always exhausted driver for Anglerfish team quickly piped up, answering for Miho, "Yes!" The group laughed, before turning to head off towards their school ship. The walk back to the port in which their ship was harbored was usually short, although this time, they were forced to take a detour. A section of the road cut off, splitting both ends in two with bright yellow police tape, and makeshift barricades of police cars, and emergency personnel vehicles. Unable to see much due to where they were, Anglerfish team managed to catch sight of a mangled sedan. The front caved in, resting next to the wall of a building it had seemingly smashed into. "Woah.", is all that came from the group, the sound coming from Yukari, who all wore similar faces of shock, there was something off about it. The wreck didn't seem like just a regular old accident. In any case, the group continued, taking a detour. Silence dominated the walk, obviously the wreck had dampened the mood slightly, the group was collectively unnerved.

"Huh? That's strange.", Hana spoke up.

"What is?", Miho inquired, slightly confused. Hana then proceeded to answer,

"Well, that's the 3rd helicopter I've seen.", pointing out the distant shape of a helicopter covered in a mix of green and brown camouflage hovering overhead.

"That's a JGSDF helicopter...Come to think of it, I think all of the helicopters we've seen today have been those JGSDF ones, I think something may be happening…", Yukari stated before adding,

"That's a Kawasaki OH-1.", she pointed out, referring to the helicopter currently stationary over the town. "Wonder what they're doing...", Hana wondered aloud. "Seems a little odd they're just hovering like that."

Despite the 'interesting' encounter with the helicopters and vehicle wreck, the group safely negotiated the detour and made it back into harbor and were soon on board a transport ferry which would deliver them to their home. Later that night, after arriving at Miho's apartment and having a great meal, the creation of which was spearheaded by Saori, the group soon separated, headed for their own homes. Miho stretched, exhausted from the day's events. She proceeded to complete her nightly routine, before crawling into bed, she pulled out her phone, idly surfing the web, taking a glance at several news stories as she scrolled past, the car wreck from earlier…

The recent media blackout from the United States…

Upcoming social eve- She immediately paused and scrolled up quickly, indeed, there was apparently a media blackout from the USA, not much was known other than a nationwide catastrophe had taken place, the story was very vague on what this 'catastrophe' was, but it clearly was quite devastating. She found herself slightly concerned at it being a nationwide disaster, seeing as the US was quite large, she wondered what disaster it could be, weather? Disease? She didn't know, dismissing it, she turned off her phone, making sure it was properly charging, she rolled over, and fell into a relaxing slumber…

A/N, I'm horribly new when it comes to using 's document manager. An edit was made.

9/24, addition of side author notes, along with italicizing the flashback, in hindsight, I was lazy and didn't make it appear as an actual flashback, sorry about that!

That's chapter one, onto the next one. See ya.