As usual, I headed out in search of more prey.
Driving through the city of Ensk, I found a Panzer IV charging towards me.
For some reason, I recognized it as the same one that I saw driving by me after my battle with the Farmers' Brigade.
Don't ask me how; I just knew.
I suppose it's part of a tanker's intuition.
Intuition or not, I didn't sit around asking questions; I just blew it away.
There was more where he came from, though, and I found this out when I got another transmission:
"It is useless to resist us, you Soviet bastard! We have you surrounded!"
For a brief moment, I wondered how my foes were transmitting on my frequency.
Were they checking all the frequencies? Did they just happen to share the same frequency as me?
In any case, they were right.
Shortly after I received the transmission, I found myself face-to-face with a Panzer III and an M4 Sherman.
It was then that I realized I was facing "The Blitzkrieg Boys".
The Boys were a company that primarily had German tanks, but also had plenty of American tanks.
They were better-equipped than the Farmers' Brigade, as their company had tanks such as Panzer IIIs, Panzer IVs, M4 Shermans, M3 Stuarts, Panzer 35(t)s, Panzer 38(t)s and other tanks around this level.
For some reason, a number of the American tanks sported an unusual flag: This flag had a diagonal blue cross on a red background with white stars adorning the cross.
I was no expert on American flags, so I didn't recognize it.
I didn't care to recognize it, either.
I only cared to blow it up.
However, true to their name, the Blitzkrieg Boys were quick attackers, and combined with the slow reload time on the 152, made for an intense confrontation.
To compensate, I used the old ramming trick.
It wasn't always easy, considering the speed of some of their tanks.
However, I soon began to thin their ranks, but it was taking a toll on Goliath.
As their ranks began to thin out, I saw a few French tanks working for them.
Unlike normal French tanks, though, these had a red, white and blue "axe" logo in place of the normal "target" logo I'd seen on French tanks.
One of these tanks was even painted "German Gray".
All very interesting, but being interested in some tank isn't going to blow it up, so I just kept on fighting.
The last tank I encountered was a Leichttraktor.
I simply laughed at him and ran him over.
"Yes! Now to head home!"
However, just when I was heading home…
BOOM!
There was an explosion that came out of nowhere.
I started searching the city, looking for any rogue tanks that I'd missed.
Still, the explosions kept coming.
Most of them missed, hitting buildings instead.
However, a few of them came dangerously close to me.
Since the city was empty, I decided to check the field next to the city.
A couple of minutes later, I came across a self-propelled artillery gun, a Sturmpanzer I "Bison", to be exact.
The way he'd been shooting me, it was almost like he had some sort of "sixth sense".
I started to take aim at it, but he caught sight of me first and opened fire…
BOOM!
For the first time, Goliath had been destroyed.
The SPG started to drive away, thinking that I was dead.
Thankfully, that armored suit that I had built for myself had saved me from major injury.
When I was sure that the Bison was looking away, I jumped out of my tank's burning shell and got an anti-tank grenade ready.
I aimed as best I could, threw the grenade and…
BOOM!
The Bison was destroyed!
Alas, because my tank was destroyed, I could not return home.
Now, it was time to survive.
Criticism is gold. Negativity and nitpicking are pyrite.
