Treads On That Tank!
Church: My god, doesn't that thing ever run out of bullets?
Scotty: You know, in hindsight, we should have brought the tank.
Church: Hey, Scott, what good is a tank gonna do us if nobody here knows how to drive it?
Tucker: Yeah, we can see how hiding behind a rock is a much better strategy.
Church: Well, yeah, but... oh man, I guess I gotta give that one to ya.
Cunningham: (turns to Barrus) Lets get up top the cliff, we gotta need the high ground, (turns to the others) don't let them spot us, Got it?
Church: Alright.
Basically and Moo goes to the top of the cliff while the others are trying to suppress fire.
Keyword: tries
Pan up to Blue base, Delirious on the back and Caboose hopping in the tank. As the canopy closes, the tank turns on.
Tank: Hello, and thank you for activating the M808V Main Battle Tank. You may call me Sheila.
Caboose: Hello. Sheila. Big tank lady.
Jonathan: Hi Sheila.
Sheila: Would you like me to run the tutorial program?
Caboose: Oh, that'd be very nice. Thank you.
Sheila: Tutorial program activated. This program is intended to instruct non-certified personnel in the use of this Scorpion class tank. Let's begin with some driving.
Caboose: Okay.
Jonathan: Man this is gonna take so long.
Pan to the reds
Grif: SIMMONS! HANDBY!
Simmons stops firing, and steps down. Handby on the other hand steps out but keeps on firing.
Grif: Man, those things are loud.
Patterson: What?
Grif: Come on, let's sneak around the back of the rock and get 'em out.
Simmons: OKAY.
Hanby: Keep it down! Jesus. Let's go, before they figure out what's going on.
Simmons: What about you your still firing.
Hanby: Just a distraction!
Pans to Jonathan and Caboose having Sheila stranded on a tall rock and turning to try to get off.
Sheila: Now that you've mastered driving the M808V, let's move on to some of the safety features.
Caboose: No, no, wait, go back! Why are there if there are only four directions?
Jonathan: Hehehehe, I can taste blood.
Pans to the blues behind the rock
Church: (whispering) Psst, hey, they stopped firing.
Tucker: Why are you whispering? There's still a minigun firing at us cant hear you like that.
Church: (whispering) Uhm... I don't know.
Pans back to the Reds
Grif: Aw, crap, I don't think we're gonna be able to get around this way.
Simmons: Tell me again, uh, why did we get out of the jeep?
Patterson: Uh guys?
Grif: Well, I guess it was this or sit there and watch you or Hanby shoot rocks all day long.
Patterson: Guys?
Simmons: Well, at least that was fun.
Patterson: Guys!
Fong: What?
Patterson: You might want to look behind us.
Every reds look behind them and sees a Tank with two blues on the it.
Jonathan: Hoooghohohgoohghooh
There was a brief silence until Simmons broke it
Simmons: Crap!
Pans up to Church and Tucker looking at the vacant Warthog.
Church: Tucker, don't be stupid. They're just trying to draw us out.
Tucker: No they're not, look - they left the jeep, they stopped firing at us. They're gone.
Church: Well, I don't know about this. It seems pretty fishy, but... alright screw it, let's go get it.
Scotty: Hold on-.
Church ignores him in crouches down
Scotty: Fuck man.
Tucker: What now.
Scotty: Either we wait, or join with Cunningham and Barrus
Tucker:... Wanna join them?
Scotty: Sure.
Pan up to the reds.
Grif: Lets... Walk... Away... Slowly...
Fong: Throwing sticky!
Grif: Godammit!
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