05-05-2024, 06:47 PM
Hokwau, Whetosonghnee
May 5th, 2024
1300hrs
Captain Jacob Galloping-Horse quickly sat himself down into his commander's chair as the rest of the crew of his tank took their positions. The call had been sudden. As sudden as Eikangard's attack across the border. His tank platoon - 3 Platoon of 5 Tank Regiment - the Buffalo Braves - had been ordered to quickly move to reinforce elements of 2 Infantry Regiment. They were taking fire from both Eikan Infantry and Tanks. It was unlikely that they would be able to hold the position, so 3 Platoon was to provide covering fire for 2 Infantry to withdraw in good order.
"All tanks report in." Said the Platoon commander as Jacob's tank - A Blackhorse Mk.2 designated Tank 3-2 - came online. Jacob made a quick check with the rest of his crew before reporting in.
"This is 3-2, reporting in. All systems green." He replied through the radio.
"This is 3-3. All systems green."
"This is 3-4. All green here."
"Copy that. 3 Tank Platoon, we have our orders. Move out!" Ordered the platoon commander.
Jacob gave a quick order to his driver, and soon the tank was moving. All 1500 horsepower under the hood roared as the tank accelerated, dropping into formation along with the rest of the platoon's tanks. It wasn't even five minutes before they'd reached their operational area.
"Enemy tanks spotted! Eikan Strids!" Announced the platoon commander before assigning targets to the rest of the platoon. Staring through his commander's independent sight, Jacob switched to thermals, cutting through dust and smoke kicked up by the battle. He spied a number of Eikan tanks firing on a group of Whetosonghnean troops taking cover in a line of trees.
"Gunner! Eikan Tank, Fifteen Degrees Left! 500 Meters!" Jacob called out.
"Eikan Tank, Fifteen-Left, 500, aye!" The gunner echoed before the whole turret of the tank rotated slightly. "Target acquired!"
"Fire!" Jacob ordered, already swapping to the next target in his own sight.
"Sabot out!" The gunner replied a split-second before the whole turret rocked with the force of the tank's main 120mm rifled gun firing. The loader quickly grabbed the spend shell as the breach opened. The gunner reported that the target was destroyed. Jacob had no reason to doubt that. The near-600mm of penetration on the tank's sabot rounds was more than enough to penetrate the much older Eikan tanks.
"Second tank! Three Degrees Left! 500 Meters! Load Sabot!" Jacob ordered.
"Eikan Tank, Three Left, 500, aye!"
"Sabot up!" The loader reported.
"Fire!"
"Sabot out!" Once again the gun rocked the tank as it fired. "Target destroyed!"
By this point, the rest of the platoon had knocked out a number of enemy tanks. Seven total. The remaining five Eikan tanks reversed into cover, reorienting themselves to return fire on the sudden appearance of the Whetosonghnean tanks. A few managed to get shots off as they retreated.
"3-3 hit! We're still operational!"
"Copy! The Infantry are pulling out! All tanks, fall back!" the platoon commander ordered.
Jacob gave his assent and ordered the driver to reverse.
The new orders were to accompany the infantry back to the rallying point near Hokwau proper. After that, he had no idea what would happen. Hopefully they'd be counter-attacking soon enough.
May 5th, 2024
1300hrs
Captain Jacob Galloping-Horse quickly sat himself down into his commander's chair as the rest of the crew of his tank took their positions. The call had been sudden. As sudden as Eikangard's attack across the border. His tank platoon - 3 Platoon of 5 Tank Regiment - the Buffalo Braves - had been ordered to quickly move to reinforce elements of 2 Infantry Regiment. They were taking fire from both Eikan Infantry and Tanks. It was unlikely that they would be able to hold the position, so 3 Platoon was to provide covering fire for 2 Infantry to withdraw in good order.
"All tanks report in." Said the Platoon commander as Jacob's tank - A Blackhorse Mk.2 designated Tank 3-2 - came online. Jacob made a quick check with the rest of his crew before reporting in.
"This is 3-2, reporting in. All systems green." He replied through the radio.
"This is 3-3. All systems green."
"This is 3-4. All green here."
"Copy that. 3 Tank Platoon, we have our orders. Move out!" Ordered the platoon commander.
Jacob gave a quick order to his driver, and soon the tank was moving. All 1500 horsepower under the hood roared as the tank accelerated, dropping into formation along with the rest of the platoon's tanks. It wasn't even five minutes before they'd reached their operational area.
"Enemy tanks spotted! Eikan Strids!" Announced the platoon commander before assigning targets to the rest of the platoon. Staring through his commander's independent sight, Jacob switched to thermals, cutting through dust and smoke kicked up by the battle. He spied a number of Eikan tanks firing on a group of Whetosonghnean troops taking cover in a line of trees.
"Gunner! Eikan Tank, Fifteen Degrees Left! 500 Meters!" Jacob called out.
"Eikan Tank, Fifteen-Left, 500, aye!" The gunner echoed before the whole turret of the tank rotated slightly. "Target acquired!"
"Fire!" Jacob ordered, already swapping to the next target in his own sight.
"Sabot out!" The gunner replied a split-second before the whole turret rocked with the force of the tank's main 120mm rifled gun firing. The loader quickly grabbed the spend shell as the breach opened. The gunner reported that the target was destroyed. Jacob had no reason to doubt that. The near-600mm of penetration on the tank's sabot rounds was more than enough to penetrate the much older Eikan tanks.
"Second tank! Three Degrees Left! 500 Meters! Load Sabot!" Jacob ordered.
"Eikan Tank, Three Left, 500, aye!"
"Sabot up!" The loader reported.
"Fire!"
"Sabot out!" Once again the gun rocked the tank as it fired. "Target destroyed!"
By this point, the rest of the platoon had knocked out a number of enemy tanks. Seven total. The remaining five Eikan tanks reversed into cover, reorienting themselves to return fire on the sudden appearance of the Whetosonghnean tanks. A few managed to get shots off as they retreated.
"3-3 hit! We're still operational!"
"Copy! The Infantry are pulling out! All tanks, fall back!" the platoon commander ordered.
Jacob gave his assent and ordered the driver to reverse.
The new orders were to accompany the infantry back to the rallying point near Hokwau proper. After that, he had no idea what would happen. Hopefully they'd be counter-attacking soon enough.