Now, it was time to test my newly-upgraded tank.
I hopped in, fired up that diesel engine and lumbered to the nearest battlefield.
When I got to the fields at Prokhorovka, there was already plenty of action going on.
Within a minute, I saw an M4 Sherman enter my sights.
I carefully took aim, and…
BOOM!
The blast of the gun could be heard a long way off.
That Sherman was gone.
Unfortunately for me, the 152mm cannon took a long time to reload.
"Come on, hurry up and reload!"
About 25 seconds later, a new round was in the chamber.
Next, I spotted a Hetzer.
Again, I took aim and fired at the little pyramid-shaped tank.
Unfortunately, I missed.
It was really annoying to waste all that time reloading after I'd missed.
Even worse, I think the Hetzer spotted me because it fired a round in my direction.
Thankfully, it missed.
Before it could get another round off, I moved to a safer position.
Well…at least I thought it was safe.
Up until I encountered a T-50, that is.
He must've seen me first because my tank took a few hits from out of nowhere.
Thankfully, my tank didn't take too much damage.
However, that little bugger was annoying me.
Worse, the weight of the turret made turret rotation quite slow.
Thankfully, I remembered this one trick from before the Dark Times.
Thinking quickly, I rotated the tank's hull in addition to the turret.
When I had my shot all lined up, I fired and…
BOOM!
The T-50 was a smoldering hulk of scrap metal.
Now, what about that Hetzer?
Noting its last known location, I carefully proceeded over to that general area, making good use of cover.
However, en route to the prey, something unexpected happened:
An errant shot broke one of my tank's tracks.
That damn Hetzer had found me again.
Big mistake.
Now that I knew its location, and with my tank immobilized, it was now or never.
Once again, I brought that big cannon to bear, and…
BOOM!
That deadly pyramid was gone the way of the others.
Having evaded danger, I set to work on the torn track.
With the track repaired as best as I could, I headed back to my mountain hideout, satisfied that the test went well.
Criticism is gold. Negativity and nitpicking are pyrite.