The entire front was active but Knight had learned to focus on what only he could do within his sector. And at the moment that was the pursuit of the enemy's light tanks he had engaged earlier.

While he had taken time to report and stabilize his position, something he knew was the proper course of action, he felt mildly annoyed that he had done so as their chase had turned into one of cat and mouse before finally drawing into a siege-like slog.

Renewing his pursuit, Knight's detachment, now five vehicles, proceeded down the despairing open slope as they sought their opponents. The column came under harassing fire more than once. The familiar 20mm autocannons on the Luch's light tanks snapped away in the distance before their rounds kicked up dust around the column or in the lighter armored vehicles cases such as Knights Panzer IV, ate away at the thin outer armor.

Taking the quickest and smoothest path down, the column sought to close in on the retreating enemy before they could establish a defense. Something the Luchs tanks were adamant to prevent and were surprisingly efficient at as they fired and ran. Their 'shoot and scoot' tactic proved effective as the downward moving column had trouble stopping to aim or firing on the move as the enemy lights sped across large swaths of open terrain.

As Knight's gunner complained into his sight, "It's like shooting a mouse mid-sprint." The exchange of ineffective and deterring gunfire continued as Knight heard reports of the combat off to their left, within the ravine, hills, and northern ridge. The situation hadn't deteriorated but Knight was determined to break through this flank to aid his friends. Thankfully, he outnumbered his enemy and had heavier armaments.

Something both he and his opponent knew, something that would be a painful reminder as he experienced the aforementioned slog.

Finally, at the bottom of the slope, the column spread out, to traverse the valley and swing counterclockwise to begin the assault. He was expectant of an ambush and directed every other vehicle to aim outwards. "Zipper formation, eyes open, and triggers ready" he ordered. The lead vehicle aimed its cannon left, the second right, and so on.

The column proceeded swiftly, expecting a tank destroyer or light tank behind every rock, within every 'finger' of a hill or depression in the terrain. Soon their expectations were met. At a sharp bend in the terrain, two hull-down JagdPanzers fired onto the column.

Knight's Panzer IV had just turned the bend when he noticed the distant square hulls. As the first shells came he shouted into his mic, "Zip!" On command every vehicle shifted their hulls a sharp ninety degrees, swinging their masses and bringing their cannons forthright. Their aim was inaccurate, with no time to as the intent was to dodge and return fire. Yet the tactic proved effective. As the opening shots missed and a cascade of five shells were sent into the hillside at their aggressors.

Kuromoromine wasn't done however as the two Luchs then began their own assault on the disoriented column. Now spaced apart and their barrels all facing forward, the light tanks sped downhill from behind a large outcropping of stone. By the time the Knight's detachment had noticed, the two light tanks were already weaving between his column. Like figure skaters, the vehicles lithely swept between the large gaps and fired shell after shell from their autocannons.

The assault yielded little damage apart from superficial damage, shredded outer armor, and further disarray within the formation as they struggled not to fire on one another. The worst of it was perhaps the confusion within his formation as they received shelling from the front and harassing fire from around even if half of the autocannon fire missed wildly during their fervent run.

As orders came to his formation the Luchs realized they were nearing the end of their fun and promptly retreated together. The two lights took a sandy bank and followed it back while their dug-in friends provided protective fire. Hardly anyone in the five-vehicle column could fire after the two lights before Knight ordered them to move into the defilade provided at the base of the hills.

Now with cursory fire between the two forces, Knight requested status reports from his detachment. The reports "All green" came in until the M24, attached to him from O'Diveley's squad reported.

"Slight problem sir! They punched a few holes in our radiator. Diagnostics are good for now but in this heat and in an uphill battle, you won't get much use out of us aside from some complimentary fire. Sorry, we can't fulfill our recon as promised."

Despite the unfortunate news, Knight assured his allies. "Better inconvenience than a liability. Just make sure you dont break down and we'll press through. For now, stick with the SU-100 and provide corrective fire so they can counter those JagdPanzers."

"Sir" called Knight's driver. "Anything looks strange back on the engine?"

"Don't make me look please" Knight bitterly asked.

"Gauges say we're still good but they're underperforming compared to usual. Couple of concerning red lights popped too."

Biting his lip, Knight looked up out his viewport. Ahead the Frost siblings were exchanging fire with their T-34-85 and Firefly against the lone Panzer IV in the distance as the Luchs passed behind it. Hesitantly he looked back, expecting a fire or worse. The sight wasn't pleasant but thankfully salvageable.

The Luch's tanks seemed to have landed more shots on his Panzer than any other. The rounds had pierced the rear of his tank and luckily missing anything too vital. Yet as he could see his engine due to the back hatches being blown off and a few protruding holes in his chassis, he couldn't help but wince as he turned back to his driver.

"Looks good for now."

His driver chuckled back at him. "Whatever you say boss, but let's try to get out of the sand and not stress the ol' gal too much."

"I'll take your advice on that." With debilitated mobility and now pressed into an uphill siege, Knight's hope for a quick advance had been stalled.

The situation at the main battle line required an urgent change in pace. Kaiser knew of the employment of his forces and the majority of their foes. Yet there were no reports of Maho and her entourage nor the terrifying new vehicles they were utilizing.

The stagnancy of their positions and the drone of counterfire left him to weigh his options when he considered the unthinkable. Perhaps he should ask Virtanen his opinion?

Withering powerful shots from 88mm and 128mm. The Nashorns and JagTiger seemed adamant about keeping him quiet and tucked away in the ravine while their Panthers and Panzers ran amok. It was as the JagTiger sent a complimentary 128mm round that removed a chunk of earth and caused the round to whistle off into one side of the ravine's walls, he heard Kaiser's voice.

"What is it?" he asked fearing the worse.

"Honestly it's the opposite" answered Kaiser with a monotone voice, as if bored.

"What? Are you just calling to make small talk?!"

"Well it's not like either of us is busy-"

"Kaiser!"

"I'm calling to see what you want to be done. Usually, I go about doing my own thing but I figured you'd need to weigh in."

No response came over the radio. Kaiser looked down at Katya who shook her head, it wasn't any fault of their equipment. Kaiser waited in his vehicle as the steel case shifted about, enduring a hailstorm of stone raining down from enemy fire skimming their cover. Belle, Laura, and West worked themselves, straining to get a damning strike on their opponents who equally struggled due to the elevation difference in terrain.

On the other end, Virtanen seemed frozen amidst his animated crew struggling to reverse their vehicle into the walls of the ravine, trying to 'make themselves little' and not get hit while returning fire which proved difficult.

"Are you asking permission for something?" he finally asked.

"More like getting a second opinion"

"How like you, so what is it?" asked Virtanen with a roll of his eyes.

"As things sit, we have no momentum, and you know what we always said in InfanterieKampf."

"No momentum and you sit just to die."

"Bingo. They've got us outnumbered and therefore matching us one-to-one on the front. Keeping us in place while their commanders are maneuvering."

"You think they're going to flank us?"

"That's why I'm calling. Sokolov's my scout but they may pass him. They get on my rear, the left flank could fall."

"Even you're not confident in a fight against them?"

"I dabble in reality at times" scoffed Kaiser. " So here's my suggestion. I break through the center. Natalya and Valerya will hold the heights as I go assist our forward units in the valley. If I can't get through alone then they will assist me in puncturing their lines."

"Leaving the left flank occupied by Sokolov alone and our rear potentially exposed" finished Virtanen.

"If I do breakthrough, then they will be unable to reinforce the hole before I begin sweeping their lines with our crossfire. There we can envelop the right half with Knight or hold the left half as you support Knight. My guess is their missing tanks are up North, meaning our opportunity is shrinking.

"Do you think you can do it?"

During their conversation, the battle within the valley had shifted somewhat. The Achilles, holding the right from a Panzer III had fallen to its weakness. The slow turret traverse had allowed the Panzer III to speed into a divet within the terrain, ducking beneath its line of fire and around.

In a panic, the Achilles tried to reverse and shift its chassis but to its dismay, it was fighting against the slope. With this rare chance, the Panzer II did not hesitate in delivering a shot to its side and a finishing shot to the rear.

The Achilles reported its destruction over the radio, interrupting the two commanders.

With a sly tone, Kaiser answered "I'll do what I can."

"Were you going to go anyways?"

"Perhaps."

"Then why ask in the first place?"

"Courtesy call?" said Kaiser with a grin Virtanen could practically hear.

"Some courtesy, well what are you waiting for?"

"Nothing I'm already on the move" answered Kaiser as his Tiger teetered on the edge of the downward slope. A 75mm round landed just low of his front glacis, one to which his gunner Belle responded in kind. Their 88mm gun rocked their vehicle as the front tracks hovered precariously over the edge.

"Natalya, Valerya, You've heard the plan, Prepare to widen the breakthrough once I get through."

"Aw~fully confident aren't ya? Far cry from the mess we saw earlier" taunted Valerya.

"Val quit exaggerating. Though it is nice to see this side again" conceded Natalya.

Waving way his crew's curious eyes at Valerya's concerning words, Kaiser took their casual conversation as acceptance of orders. "Val, you'll be second in after me, Nat make sure she doesn't make a mess."

"Hey!" shouted Valerya, annoyed at being regarded as a fool. Her argument went silent as Kaiser cut his comm and his Tiger jerked forward, rapidly descending into the valley below as O'Diveley and Anna were being cornered.

Huffing in annoyance, Valerya radioed her sister as both their IS-1 and KV-85 laid down suppressive fire to aid his descent. "Notice how he's been calling us by our nicknames despite refusing so adamantly before?"

"He does?" asked Natalya, the honest ignorance in her voice paining Valerya.

"I see it's as subconscious to you as it is to him" she deadpanned as her crew laughed loud enough for Natalya to her in the background.

"What are you on about? And why is your crew laughing like they know something?" demanded Natalya. Her crew seemed to struggle retaining themselves despite being in combat.

"Sis, do you really think our crews wouldn't pick up on something by now?" asked Valerya bluntly.

The two sisters argued on their private communications with their teams firing, retreating, loading, and moving to repeat it all. Every few seconds one of their heavy guns fired keeping their enemy suppressed sufficiently for Kaiser to begin his ambitious assault.

Though the Tiger's tracks were churning, it was the tank's weight aided by the loose sand and rock beneath it that provided the sudden speed the crew of five found themselves partaking in. Descending at an angle, West voiced his fears they would break a track upon stopping.

"Going to be embarrassing if we just sit there with a flat don't ya think?"

"Quite" replied Kaiser. "Belle raise the cannon and shift it to the right ninety degrees." His first concern was the protection of their fighting capability. Mobility was secondary. "West. shift the chassis right and slowly increase speed till we get traction!"

His order intended to slowly pull the tiger along the slope to regain control over its descent or at the least slow itself. In the worst case, it would have a harsh impact on the left track and dislodge it. One busted track was easy to defend and replace, that was unless they hit a sandbank at the bottom.

Ever ambitious and daring, Kaiser kept silent over these possibilities to not hear complaints and worries. He would find a solution and if he caused a problem along the way, he would find a solution to that as well. The fifty-four-ton vehicle luckily caught some traction as hoped and began diagonally crossing the slope before hitting the soft sand that accrued at its edge.

As if stirred awake, the vehicle animatedly squirmed itself out of its sandy landing and lowered its cannon front and center. With the safe arrival, their covering fire lessened from above and Kaiser acquainted himself with the situation.

"Dive, report the situation" ordered Kaiser as shouting and sobbing came in response.

"Dammit, lass! Quit running and start shooting!" barked O'Diveley at Anna as his M18 nudged into her Puma. It was similar to an animal guiding its young with only more frustrated swearing.

"I am shooting!" responded Anna, terror and confusion lining her voice."

"At what?! For all that confidence Kaiser had in ya it sure amounts to nothing right now!" reprimanded O'Diveley.

"I wasn't being shot at in training! None of my team was!" defended Anna.

Kaiser listened as his Tiger gained stable footing and thought to himself. 'Did I forget to put training while under fire within the regiment?' Hindsight could wait as he radioed dively again. "O'Diveley situation. Now."

"It's not pretty, Me and your pet here are pressed against a finger in the hills, One Panzer to our rear, two up front, and a Panther or two watching from high. I don't think we're going to be long for this world here."

The sound of his fifty cal MG rattled between cannon fire as Kaiser located their position. Following the Valley's open terrain, he saw the incessant fire riddling their little alcove. Inside the M18 valiantly tried to keep its aggressors at bay. The Puma, still startled by its baptism in fire was shifting forward and back, and shifting its wheels side to side as its cannon fired at irregular intervals. The crew inside must've been shaken worse than Anna.

With shells raining from all around, the M18 focused on the two Panzer III's up front and the Puma mentally overwhelmed, No one noticed the Third Panzer III sneaking from behind. All but Kaiser that was.

"Belle"

"Already in sight sir" she confirmed, brushing a strand of silver hair out of her eye.

"Fire"

The 88mm round met its target as soon as it left the barrel. The Panzer III unaware of the Tiger's presence due to its tan spotted camouflage was sent spinning as the round struck its engine and black smoke poured out.

The Tiger jerked forward and began moving as the enemies' assault halted, the other Panzers getting word of their allies' defeat and the Panthers shifted their sights. The moment the gun settled, Laura ejected the empty casing and rammed another in, as fast and efficiently as ever, before adjusting her headgear back onto her neatly tied raven hair.

Now the center of attention, the Tiger drew all eyes onto it as it pushed back, sending the Panzer III's scrambling away. With the opportunity to escape, O'Diveely instructed Anna to follow him and reposition in the hills. The Puma's crew however seemed inspired by the Tiger's arrival and disregarded orders.

The tiger proceeded along the base of the hills as it chased off the Panzer III's. The Panthers meanwhile could not get an angle to fire down lest they expose themselves to VIrtanen's overlapping fire which their Tank destroyers seemed unable to impede. The thinly armored Nashorns were cautiously firing as the JagdTiger commanded a mighty presence but had a lengthy reload.

With this in mind, Kaiser sought to 'sweep' the valley clean of these pests. Up and over another mound he caught sight of the Puma racing off to his right in pursuit of the Panzer's, wildly firing its 50mm gun again.

Anna brushed a mess of blonde hair out of her eyes. The ride was rough, sweltering, and uncomfortable in 'her' vehicle, one she never asked for. In spite of the heat, the panic, the pressure, and the deafening gunfire, she handled it better than her crew. Yet she was no commander. She could hardly run a ragtag gossip blog even if it had semi-popularity.

Her crew faired worse than she did when the first rounds came. They froze in place at first before wildly acting on their own, any thought of listening or operating as a team fled their minds as if they were reset after every explosion or scrape of MG fire.

It took her best to get them to drive in the direction she said or fire the gun and reload it. The RO themself was shaking so badly that they kept inadvertently changing the frequency. Even if she had kept her head, it was barely, and begrudgingly she had to credit Kaiser for it. His training for them had given them some warning, some prep, some idea. Understandably it was madness to ask them to perform their first match against Kuromoromine.

When they were pinned the thoughts of quitting were all that occupied her team's minds. It tortured them to know that they couldn't mid-match outside of being shot intentionally. It took the reminder of what would await them if it was discovered that they had eliminated themselves what Kaiser may do to them and with Virtanens permission no less. It was presumptuous to say the match relied on them but Kaiser surely wouldn't allow any loss of resources without his explicit orders.

It was amidst this mental strain that the Tiger came to their rescue. Anna had to fix her disheveled glasses to see the heavy tank fire in their direction followed by a Panzer III trailing black smoke past their view. Her crew watched in awe as the gunfire aimed at them stopped impacting the stone around them and soon began thudding into the sand around the Tiger.

As the Kaiser and his crew single-handedly chased off their assailants, O'Diveley shouted something into her earpiece. It fell on deaf ears as she and her crew exchanged glances. Looks of awe and guilt were shown. Anna herself looked down at her hands. Shaking and sweaty as her palms firmly gripped her skirt and left a moist imprint. With a shaky voice, she gave her first confident order. "S-support Adam!"

Her crew couldn't speak, their throats felt dry and their nerves shaken yet they nodded and looked forward as they followed their order. Their teamwork was far from standard yet with desperation they tried. The Puma rocked and shook, its turret shifted left and right trying to gain a hold before firing. The RO bit her lip hard enough to draw blood as she firmed her hands and channeled Kaiser for Anna to speak.

"We're with you, sir!"

The sentiment was lost on Kaiser as he stared in surprise. "Dammit, West! Get to them now! They're in the open!"

West shifted the chassis and drove downhill at an angle towards the Puma as the enemy's fire began to shift towards it. The Puma hit a flat stretch of road and landed a strike on a Panzer three which was rotating its turret and thus lost its turret toolbox to the shot.

The Panzer descended into a divet within the terrain as Anna's crew shouted in joy at their first hit. The fervor was disrupted by a harsh convulsion. The Puma seemed to jump and shift before the driver steadied its course. Looking out Anna saw an object behind them. One of their wheels had been blown clean off.

The unsuspecting crew had driven into a sweet spot for one of the Panthers overlooking the chase. With a shot intended to immobilize them, its 75mm round struck the center f the wheel and destroyed the underlying axle, tearing it off and warping the rod that now jutting out at an angle. With seven wheels remaining, the Puma pulled a hard turn, drifting in the sand as it fought to retreat.

The Panther's second shot removed the spare tire on the rear of the Puma which narrowly caught traction and began building speed. The worst was not yet over, in retaliation, the Panzer III they had shot was out for revenge. It now pursued them and fired, clipping their rear right wheel and flattening it. Six tires left.

The Panther and Panzer would give no respite and zeroed their sights. Firing again, their commanders were slow to inform their gunners of the incoming Tiger. The heavy tank was moving as fast as possible before hitting its break and sliding along the sand with its barrel pointed uphill.

The Panther fired first at the Puma. Its gunner focused on the recon tank was shocked to see a Tiger tank slide into its reticle and a flash from its barrel follow. The Tiger took the 75mm shell to its angled side where it ate into the steel before deflecting into the soft hillside sand.

The Panther received a nearly miraculous shot that landed and struck the turret damaging its gunner's sight. The Medium tank pulled back as its ally went in for the kill. The Tiger, still not at a stop, revved its engine and caught traction again as it shifted right and intercepted the Panzer III.

The small-medium tank's 50mm gun bounced off the large heavy vehicle as its front view filled its view. The Panzer II seeing its new foe fought to break and turn losing its traction on the sand beneath it. In horror, its commander watched as the 88mm cannon lowered and set for center mass on her vehicle.

With a single strike, the Panzer III came to a slow halt with its flag of defeat raised. Kaiser released a slow breath. As he looked back at the Puma.

"Good shot Belle" congratulated Laura.

"Couldn't have done it without everyone." she giggled. Katya gave a grin to West and raised a hand. Understanding her intent he reluctantly raised a hand and high-fived her.

"West drive us in reverse, we're going to protect the Puma's egress, Katya radioed the Puma. And everyone, good job." Following their orders, the crew, even West, seemed to brim in satisfaction.

"Yes sir?" asked Anna hesitantly, hearing the static.

"I'm glad to see some enthusiasm after your initial reactions. But you're with me now. Don't fall behind and listen."

"Yes sir…"

With a sigh, he amended his statement. "Tell your crew, it's not bad for their first time. And you, you've got it rough wrangling them but you'll get the hand of it."

"Thank you… Adam"

"Pushing it"

"Yes sir!"

As the comm cut, West chided Kaiser. "Awfully caring, aren't we? Change of heart?"

"I'd rather not lose out on a crew I have total control over. Bribery or not they have uses. Maybe I'll replace you with one of them" threatened Kaiser. West sealed his lips and threw a hand up in defeat as their cohorts chuckled.

With the Puma hiding behind the Tiger, the two tanks retreated to a more favorable position. Meanwhile, up above, the JagdTiger was engaged in organizing the main front and had just received word of how they had lost their foothold in the valley.

Koume Akaboshi listened to the report as her vehicle's 128mm gun fired. As her crew loaded another round, the enemy 44M TAS emerged from its cover to throw a retaliatory shot before squirreling away once more. It was practically a game of whack-a-mole as their rounds ate away at the large terrain features concealing their enemy.

This new information however had changed their situation. Two VIPs had been identified in her area of engagement. With approximate knowledge of the Tiger and definite knowledge of the Panther, she radioed her commander.

"Ma'am! I have positive identification on two VIP targets! Requesting permission to direct fire support!" A brief silence graced her ear as a wave of heat crossed her face from a freshly ejected shell. To her delight, Maho accepted.

"Good job, passing delegation of fire command to you. Standby until they request coordinates."

"Yes Ma'am!" Koume pumped a fist in the air at the successful request. Another voice, this time male, spoke into her ear. It was the radio operator of the SturmTiger.

"This is Fat Cat, We've been assigned to provide fire support at your command. What are your orders?"

"My RO will transmit the coordinates to you shortly, provide fire on that position."

"Roger, what is the target and terrain?"

"Enemy command vehicle, within the ridge and dug in. Steep angle of fire required. Nail this and you'll take the match for us." she added, trying to entice her teammates further.

"No need to sell us on it. We got orders and we'll deliver, standby."

Sure enough, their exchange of cursory fire continued until a distant sound emerged from behind. The sound of rushing air as an aerial object flew overhead. Lowering her head, Koume saw briefly a large solid mass descend from overhead and into the canyon. Silence seemed to permeate as it entered. Momentarily every crew on her front with a view watched with bated breath before a large explosion erupted from within the ravine, spewing dust and air from its openings.

Cheers were sent about her tank as the fire from within the targeted terrain ceased and Koume herself couldn't resist high-fiving her loader and gunner. "Fat Cat, Confirm hit on target! Requesting fire for effect! Two rounds HE!"

Amidst their continuous cheers, static arose in her ear from the SturmTiger. "Roger, reloading and firing for effect."

With this, the students of Kuromoromine felt assured victory was in their grasp. Koume however, knew that without the siren signaling the end of their match meant that they hadn't disabled the Panther. The next two shots would fix that.

As if responding to their attack, a stray round emerged from the still-pluming dust within the ravine. The attack wasn't aime nor anywhere close to impacting their vehicles as it landed within the hillside.

Virtanen survived. Resilient and resisting this fate they sought to impose on him. He ensured they knew he would not surrender without a fight.

Inside his Panther, his crew was discombobulated, to say the least. Whatever had hit them had landed near the right side of the ravine and in between his formation. He had caught a glimpse of it as it impacted the sand, which absorbed some of the blast and sent most of its force upward.

The 44 M TAS however had been snuggly hugging the ravine's right wall and suffered for it. The Ravine was a cloudy mess of dust and still cascading rock beating against the tops of their tanks. Aside from his shot to taunt their opponent at his survival, all fire had ceased. No reason to waste ammo on a target you couldn't see he supposed.

As the dust began to settle and his crew rubbed their bruises, Virtanen turned to see the 44 M TAS. Its barrel was bent at a sharp angle, tracks removed and its side armor looked as if it had been sent through a grinder. The White flag that had popped out hadn't even survived the ensuing rock fall as it lay snapped off beneath a large stone.

The brutal sight left Virtanen at a loss for words. Well, all except one.

"Shit." he breathed. He searched through the haze for the ARL-44 while trying to radio Piper.

"Piper! Do you hear me?"

"Loud and not so clear. Damn near went deaf from whatever that was. What now Virtanen?"

Breathing a sigh of relief, Virtanen gave the only reasonable order he could think of. "Use the haze as concealment and fall back further into the ravine."

"Won't they just hit us again?"

"They have a killzone waiting for us out front, best to keep them guessing where to drop the next one."

"Then what do we do?"

"I'll call in a favor. All we need to do is survive this."

"I hope you know what you're doing."

"I hope he knows what to do too." With that worrisome parting, Virtanen radioed Kaiser who seemed to be having a much easier time judging by his calm.

"I didn't hear any sirens so I figured you were alive."

"Pfft, barely. Any news from Knight?"

"He's bogged down, unable to advance or outmaneuver."

"Looks like it's your time to shine then. TAS is down, and Piper and I are relocating further rear. We need you to pierce their center and if possible get rid of that damn mortar or this match is over."

"First is doable, second may be problematic."

"Why?"

"Still no sign of their commanders. They're either prowling or closing in."

Then pierce their center and get some distance. It just means you need to get to work doesn't it?"

"Turned into a taskmaster from a little indirect fire? Come now, it's never hurt anyone." mocked Kaiser.

"Say that to the TAS," replied Virtanen looking at the wreckage.

"Will do once we win. For now, I may be a bit preoccupied once I'm in their lines. Wish us luck."

"You'll need it."

"Well we aren't the ones sitting on our hands while our friends do the heavy lifting now are we?"

"Ha-Ha" mocked Virtanen as Kaiser ended the call. If only it were that easy. As his Panther and ARL-44 snaked along the terrain, Virtanen bit his lip. How many more shells could they sustain? How long would Kaiser take to break their defense? Where were Kuromoromine's elites? He did what he could in his coffin-like terrain as the rest of the field came to life.

"Nat, Val, on me, we're breaking through. Enemy SturmTiger can't be more than six kilometers away, four if they're that accurate" commanded Kaiser to the two sisters' relief. The two heavys moved to join their commander with little resistance as Kaiser had pushed back the enemy's line of sight. The three then prepared for their assault with the M18 and Puma.

The enemy's right flank lay between their new spearhead and their target in the enemy's rear. Meanwhile, Koume commanded the center and as the dust settled she noticed the absence of fire. The absence of her target. "Cancel last order Fat Cat, adjust target, Southeast 100 meters. Repeat Adjust target Southeast, 100 meters."

"Roger, adjusting target. Coordinates set."

"Fire."

-Chapter End-