THE N-TEAM

-Next Day, N-Team Perspective-

"Guys wake up! It's 6:00 AM already!" The shout of Bus himself wake up the American Brothers. They got out of their respective tents with a yawn, looking at each other and greeting each other a 'good morning'. They pack up their tents and drink up fuel to continue the journey.

"I think Ruinberg will be a big mess." Quicky said.

"Why is that?" Bus asked, curious as to why it's the case. However, the two other brothers now understood what the T71 said, realizing that if the Himmelsdorf Team got to the city, another team might be waiting for a killing spree.

"It's because that a team might be there that could kill the H-Team." Cellum said, summarizing the brothers' thoughts. Bus just make an 'o' shape on his mouth, now fully understanding the situation. With that, they pack up their things, throwing the empty fuel cans and headed their way. They were fast, so they didn't need to worry fuel for a moment. It was already 7:00 AM and they have already reached the 11 km mark. All of them smiled. If they could get this pace without any delays, they could get to Kharkov easily.

'So easy.' All of them thought with a smile while driving relentlessly towards the Russian City.

-Ruinberg, H-Team Perspective-

'So much destruction.' Noob the Leichttracktor thought to himself as he and his T29 comrade, Eject, were cautiously moving in the ruined city. In truth it was named Ruinberg for a reason, but not this destruction. Dead tanks were littered everywhere, some even have their turrets removed by being ammo racked.

Eject himself was also shocked by the sheer amount of destruction that were put in every crevice of the city. What kind of battle would do such destruction? They were searching road after road, cautiously moving for the thought of being ambushed. Both of them stopped when they saw movement and hid at a moment notice. Is it the team that attacked this city, or the surviving teammates of the original team that resided here?

Either way, they were prepared, or at least they were. Shadows could still be seen moving, signaling that someone is still here. As a T29, Eject has no problem seeing what is this 'mysterious' shadow. When take a closer 'look' at it, he was confused. The tank has a body of an E-100, he couldn't deny that, but the turret was at the rear. Maybe this is their leader…..

"Hey Waffle, do you have any idea what happened?" A voice called out. The Waffentrager E-100 look at a Grille German SPG. In all honesty, they were a neutral party. Like the fabled N-Team, they were nomads.

"I have no idea Acc." Waffle replied. It was the simple truth. Acc just nodded with understanding. Waffle was the most honest among the group, and every word he was saying was the simple truth. The other SPG's and TD's, a .IVb, Wespe, SU-85, STuG III G and Marder 38T nodded also.

Eject was simply dumbfounded to what he was seeing. He looked at Noob and he was also in shock. How many mixed tier teams are there? When he trained his sights again on the ragtag group, they were gone. Maybe they left when he looked at the Leichttracktor.

Does everyone copy? He radioed. Since they were here, there is no way in hell that they would never answer his radio message.

We copy over. All of them replied back. Time to break the news.

I saw a team in the city. He simply stated. In a matter of seconds, his radio was bombarded with questions that will get his engine destroyed. He just sighed.

The team was not the one that destroyed Ruinberg. They appear to be mixed tiers, just like the Tanking League. When he said it, the communication between him and the rest of the team went silent for about 5 minutes or so. Awol decided to break the silence.

What…were the tanks on that mixed tier team?

I could see a tank that closely resembles an E-100 but the turret is at the back, a Wespe, SU-85, and a StUG III G. The other two however I don't know what are they. The T29 replied, and for the second time the communication link was silent for about 5 minutes.

So a Tier X is grouped with two Tier V's and a Tier III. The two others are not identified yet so their tier level is unknown. Is that right? Sky asked. It was a good summary of the group.

Yes. The plain one-word answer got the whole team to go to his position. In other words, near the cathedral. They met the T29 and the Leichttraktor, who were apparently deep in thought. What the hell is going on now?

-Road to Kharkov, N-Team Perspective-

The N-Team is now driving at full speed, now within 8 km from the city itself. It would be a surprising feat for the other groups/teams, but not for team. Knowing that they are speedy, they knew this would happen. As per usual, Quicky and Dean were ahead of the group, making sure there are no obstacles in the way. On the back was Cellum and Bus, who were also high in alert.

"You think that Kharkov will be our new home Cellum?" Bus asked the T69, who turned his eyes on him. He knew they were nomads, but even a nomadic lifestyle is tiring.

"If it is to our style yes." He said, redirecting his eyes on the road again. It was their plan, of course, to stay in a place when it suits to their liking. And if they are lucky enough, they could have their own oil supply. Dean was an expert on it, even without an oil detector. The team now 7 km from the city, and their fuel consumption is just one-fourth what they originally started.

All of them smiled. They were a minority group still, the newest generation to enter this realm. While the older generations were now battle-hardened, they were still rookies. However, they are catching up fast. New generation tanks like them are making a name for themselves, getting the sleeping 'old' generations to wake up.

All four of them are still going towards the city, still smiling that they could make it.

-Ruinberg, H-Team-

"So a bunch of tanks that you can and cannot identify are just scanning the area?" The Leopard 1 said to the T29 as they have a group discussion. They were talking about the new group that Eject and Noob just found.

"Again yes we did. Although I'm pretty shock that they are other mixed tier teams in this world, apart from the Tanking League." Eject replied, getting the team to have a deep thought. Frankly, all of them are thinking the same thing.

'What are these groups anyway?'

Explanation:

Yes this is again overdue because I forgot the bloody explanation-_-. Anyway, this is my fanfic wherein it follows the Hummel Quest by seemingly going to have scenarios of what would happen next. The first chapter was what would happen in the Chapter 44 of the Quest. This chapter, on the other hand, was to follow Chapter 45. The tanks here are from the Quest itself and from me of course.

Explanation #2:

The tanks name here(the ones that I made) were based from their nicknames or from their overall characteristics and even from players in WoT. The T69's name was from my username 'cellum95'. The T71's name was for its very quick speed, while the .IVc's name was from one of its original nickname: 'Flak Bus'. The T21's name, on the other hand, was extremely difficult to decide on. So I would just get a random name until an assessment of its characteristics would get it a new one.

On the other hand, Waffle's name was from, well, the nickname of the Waffentrager E-100. Acc's name was derived from the very accuracy of the Grille's final gun. The other tanks of Waffle's team will be given a name soon.

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