Chapter 20: The shed.

2:15 pm

A short distance from the headquarters of the Yorktown division stood a large industrial warehouse which housed 13 M4 Sherman tanks, of which 1 was the VC Firefly version and two the M4A1 version (76).

"These are the tanks of our division. Each tank is driven by a certain team, thirteen in total: New Hampshire, Massachusetts, Rhode Island, Connecticut, New York, New Jersey, Pennsylvania, Delaware, Delaware, Maryland, Virginia, North and South Carolina, Georgia." Dwight explained.

"Like the original 13 colonies, which rebelled against British rule." Kay said.

"Exactly. Here we are all passionate about the American Revolutionary War, which led to the birth of our beloved homeland."

"Heroic times ..." Samantha commented, assuming a dreamy air.

"Which team will I lead?"

"New Hampshire Team. Later I will introduce you to the members."

Kay nodded.

"And which one do you command?"

"Massachusetts."

Sarah answered, pointing to the vc Firefly.

"Because it bears the name of the first colony that rebelled against British oppression, right? The Boston Tea Party, the battles of Concord and Lexington."

"Exactly."

"That would be your banner?" She asked the blonde, pointing to a single-colored blue flag, with three stars, a rifle and a lightning bolt on it, hanging on the right wall.

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The same logo was visible on the front hulls and on the turrets of the various wagons.

"Exactly. Here we are all passionate about the Fallout saga, where one of the factions, the Minutemen, are inspired by the homonymous militia operating during the American Revolutionary War. "

"I prefer the Enclave!" Samantha stated.

"And that? She asked, pointing to a five-pointed blue star on the turret of one of the two M4A1s (76).

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"That…" Dwight froze.

"I don't know that symbol!" She exclaimed, surprised.

"Samantha, can you explain to me what that star is?" She asked, turning to her and pointing to the offending logo.

"It's the Dallas Cowboys logo, my favorite (football) team. I had it added recently. " The Texan girl replied, with a hint of pride.

"Interesting… Maybe I could put the Chicago Bulls logo on mine. So we will be able to stand out during the matches! You had a good idea! " Sarah complimented, genuinely enthusiastic.

"Sorry if I interrupt, but could I get some more information on Yorktown?" Kay asked.

"Just ask, I'll be happy to answer you!" Clark said, hitherto silent.

"How does the chain of command work?"

"At the top is Sarah, AKA Dwight, our commander in chief; then there's me and Sam, her deputies. The others respond to us."

"Do you often train with tanks?"

"Yes, especially during tournaments. Even though the record belongs to the main team, I have heard that they never rest. "

"I confirm." Himmler said, adjusting her glasses.

"How many rooms does this office host?"

"Well, let's see ... There is the meeting room, reserved for commanders; a library, where girls can read books; a small cinema; an internet point; a fast food; the Great Hall, where all the commanders gather to decide which strategies to employ in the game, and finally the private quarters of the commander-in-chief and the deputies. In total we have 9 rooms."

"I understand ... And what about sports activities and dorms?"

"Both are located in the city. This is the place where we gather during training in view of the various matches in which we will be employed. "

"But in the evening you go back to the town, right?"

"Exactly. We commute between the city and the training camps every day. In the morning we get up at five, have breakfast, get dressed, then watch some TV waiting for the coaches to arrive. Then we get here, salute the flag, and start training all day, except for short breaks for lunch and dinner. "

"Very well! Training often is a sign of seriousness and tenacity. " Kay / Patton complimented.

"As you will have understood, here there is no room for the lazy, the incompetent and the hooligans. If you prove unsuitable for the task assigned to you, we will kick your ass out of the team! I don't care what the student council thinks!" Samantha admonished her, threateningly.

Himmler looked annoyed, while Kay replied:

"I guarantee you that I will give my best, both in training and in matches."

The Texan brunette pointed a finger at her.

"I hope so, slut ...!" She stated.

"Don't be too hard, Sam! She seems to me a good person! " Clark scolded her.

"Me too ... But appearances can be deceiving." Dwight said.

It will take me some time to gain their trust ...

The former Saunders commander thought, snorting.