Let's move!" shouts Chris. The 19 year old tanker pushes his blonde hair out of the top of his eyes. His M4 Sherman crew responds by driving the tank faster,
"Sir! New orders." His radio operator tells him. Chris looks over the report.
"Driver, head to HQ." Chris sighs, confused by the report.
"Yes sir!" The driver says, if you haven't guessed, Chris is the tank commander.
At Headquarters
"General sir!" Chris salutes.
"We got that request for a co-commander. We haven't a slight clue why though." The General says.
"Frequently, a crew member gets injured, leaving me to have to do that job. Sir, I am not a multi-tasker. A Co-Commander can do the commanding while I do that job." Chris says.
"We understand now, we are also putting your tank on a new project, a project allowing females to prove their worth in combat. Your Co-Commander will be a Female tanker." The General announces. Chris's eyes widen but he nods. "Good. Come with me." Chris follows the General. He passes simulators for all types of american tanks. He finds the M4 sim, the very simulator that he trained in. "Morgan?" A blonde haired female, around the same age as Chris, jumps out of the commander hatch.
"Sir!" She salutes. Both return the salute.
"Follow Chris outside, I have work to do." The general says.
"Commander Chris." Chris introduces himself, holding out his hand.
"Lt. Commander Morgan." Morgan says, shaking his hand.
"Please, come with me." Chris says, turning to the door, holding it open for her, he leads her outside.
"Is that?" Morgan asks.
"A real M4?" Chris finishes for her. "Yes, and this Beauty is you new job. Now, you know the Commander's job includes replacing downed crew members, while still doing the commander's duties." Morgan nods. "I am not a multi-tasker, therefore, you are my second in command, This tank has a crew of five, but I modified it to hold six." Her eyes widen. "Welcome to the famed tornado."
"THE Tornado? The one that destroyed a Tiger and a Panther in two shots each?" Morgan asks. Chris smirks as he nods. "My god, your crew have been my idols for years."
"Not anymore, now you are part of that crew, you will be idols for other tankers." Chris says. He climbs on top of the tank and bangs on the hatch. "Open up, We got a newcomer." The hatch opens and the crew climbs out. "Morgan, meet my crew, Radio Operator, Major Ryan, Driver, Lt. Josh, Gunner, Major Riley, loader, Lt. Holden. Crew, meet your Co-Commander. Lt. Commander Morgan. Now I don't want to hear any of your figgin sexest jokes and Smart remarks. She is a human and I want her treated like you treat me, with respect. Got it?"
"Yes Sir!" The four shout, then salute her. Who in turn salutes the four.
"Welcome Morgan. Great to have ya." Ryan says. The four shake her hand, then all Six find a spot to sit on the tank and talk, the Five males telling Morgan about their battles.