The Beginning
The screech of tracks is heard throughout the deserted town square. The two German machines sparred each other like gladiators as their barrels parried each others attempts to deliver the final blow. In the Panzer 4 Miho glared through the cupola for an opening to exploit.
Miho: Yukari!
Yukari: Next shell is up!
Miho: Hana, when you're ready!
Another bang is heard throughout the courtyard as the shell grazed the Tiger's side armor. Inside the Tiger, Maho stares intently through her cupola for a chance to shoot.
Maho: Gunner.
Tiger Gunner : Jawhol.
As the two continued to duel a much different battle is taking place in a different tournament.
All was quiet in the forest as birds chirped their happy tune. Suddenly the steady ping of a machine gun was heard in the distance and it soon got louder. Suddenly the "Arma" sped past the trees backwards as it's machine guns blaze at its enemy. It was soon followed by an M4 Sherman, it's machine gun also blazing as its flag hits the trees.
Sherman commander: Stand still dammit!
Alexander: Ti les! (How about no!)
The little tankette quickly swerved behind a tree and popped out again hitting the much larger tank with machine gun bullets like pebbles on metal.
Sherman Commander: Agh, you little pest!
The Sherman continued to give chase as the radio in the Sherman was filled with shouts and curses. Kostas nudged Alexander's back and Alexander gave an affirmative grunt.
Kostas: I guess the plan is working?
Alexander: Oh yeah it is.
The Nara Senshado team is the newest and smallest in the entire Boys League however in its three years of existence it has proven to be a force to be reckoned with. Alexander has been the commander of the team for a year with the finals being the product of a mentorship by the previous commander. Alexander fires another burst from his machine gun hoping to continue the chase, and hopefully win the entire competition for the first time. The two continued this pattern until they reached a small opening. With this Alexander quickly pressed his radio.
Alexander: Simo!
A loud bang is heard from a distance and the Sherman was quickly blown on its side. A white flag pops out and a cheer is heard on the radio.
Robin: Nice shot Simo!
With "Bullseye".
Robin gave Simo a pat on the back as Simo gave him a thumbs up and a nod. As he does this Leif gave him a pout.
Leif: Oh come on man, not even a cheer?
Simo shook his head and Erik gave a small chuckle.
Erik: Honestly why do you even try anymore?
Leif: Well I want to hear him talk!
Robin: Guy hasn't been talking ever since he got here. He's not going to start now.
Simo gave a nod and quickly went back towards the gun.
Gunnar: Alexander, is that the flag tank?
With "Arma".
Alexander: It sure does seem like it.
Suddenly the radio crackles and Victor's voice ran through.
Victor: I hate to bust in on the party amigos, but I think I found the flag tank!
Alexander: Bloody Americans, bunch of cheaters.
Robin: Alright Simo, time for round two!
Alexander: Victor, we are heading on our way. Kiran what's your status?
With the "Croc".
Kiran: Well I'd like to be blunt but optimistic. We're f*cked.
Patrick: That's an understatement.
The Churchill is seen on its side only being covered by a small bit of rock. Explosions from nearby Sherman's surround the tank as an explosion rattles the crew.
Kofi: Seriously, how did you get stuck here?!
Conor: Don't ask me the ground just shifted!
Patrick: Oh I'm sure, just like the field moved under you for rugby?
Conor: It did!
Liam: I love the banter and all, BUT CAN WE PLEASE FOCUS ON GETTING OUT OF HERE!
Kiran: Yeah, so some backup would be absolutely fantastic before someone looses and eye.
Alexander: Alright than. Victor, "Bullseye" is going to join your chase. We and "Yugoslavia" will come and assist Kiran's crew.
Victor: Entendido!
Alexander: Got that Marko?
Marko: Way ahead of ya!
With "Yugoslavia".
Luka: So we are helping the "Croc"?
Vedad: Like always we have to save the day.
Anto: Well that's debatable.
Vedad: No its not.
Anto: Statistically speaking we get in trouble more than we stay out of troubl-
Vedad: Just stop with the back seat driving and help me navigate!
Suddenly a loud klang is heard and Luka was thrown to the side of the tank.
Luka: Kurva!
Marko: Language!
Luka: What are you Captain America?!
Marko: No, I'm your commanding officer.
Luka: ........fair enough.
Anto: Sherman on our 9!
Luka: Copy that.
Luka quickly turned the tank turret and saw the barrel of the Sherman smoking.
Luka: Eath ovu majku f-
Marko: Language!
The roar of the cannon is quickly followed by both the popping of a white flag and an exchange of shouts in both Croatian and Serbian.
With the Nahuel.
Victor: Sounds like Yugoslavia is breaking up again.
Francisco: Yikes.
Alexis: You could say that their relations has blown over. Eh, eh?
Francisco: That's not funny.
Alexis: You can't take a joke, I'd rather tell them to Simo.
Francisco: Why? Because he can't criticize you?
Alexis:.....tu perra.
Francisco: De nada.
Pedro: *sigh* Can we all just focus on chasing down this flag tank and end this match?
Kiran: That would be appreciated!
Robin: Victor, what's your position?
Victor: We are closing in at a large tree.
Robin: What kind? Oak or Spruce?
Victor: Idiota, estoy conduciendo un maldito tanque y quieres conocer las especies de árboles!
Robin: Alright, alright sorry.
Victor: No its fine...uhm I think its oak?
Victor: Ok. Simo?
With "Bullseye".
Simo nods and squints through the gunnery sights. Erik loads up another shell and the click of the closing breach is the signal Simo needed. The roar of a cannon is soon followed and silence is all that hanged in the air.
Announcer: Washington High School's flag tank has been taken out. Nara All Boys High School has won!
Robin: Simo you sniping mad lad!
Leif: Hoorah!
The radio began to buzz with
Meanwhile with Ooarai.
The Ooarai team raised their victory flag as the crowd cheered for them however in the sea of cheers a single figure scowled at their victory.
Tsuji (thought): They won.......they actually won.
He runs his hands though his hair and sighs. This wasn't supposed to happen. It was a miracle however Tsuji was also a miracle worker. He has rose through the ranks of the MEXT and his dream of a professional Senshado league still fills him with hope that his name will be remembered. However the lack of funds forced him to make a choice nd that choice culminated into him losing a bet with a bunch of high school girls.
Tsuje (thought): Now what?
His mind began to think of any alternative however he couldn't think of one. Just as his dreams for a professional Senshado tournament where permanently dashed a vibration from his pocket is felt. He took out his phone and on it was a notification.
"Nara All Boys High School are the winners of the 13th Boys Senshado League."
Tsuji (thought): The boys league huh?
The boys Senshado League was the product of equality however did not nearly have the success as the girls. Not only that but the very existence of the league angered many fans and participants in the much more powerful and profitable Girls League. Many traditionalist under the leadership of Shino Nishizumi and Chiyo Shimada believed that they are ruining the sports value however they have not been able to gain enough support from the MEXT to shut them down.
Tsuji stared at the screen for a few seconds before a small light bulb flashed on inside his head. A smirk slowly creeps up onto his face as he unlocks his phone and began to dial. He held up the phone and a voice is heard.
Women: Hello Mr. President. Is there something you need?
Tsuji: Yes. I would like to set up a conference tomorrow.
Women: Are you sure Mr. President?
Tsuji: Yes, and make sure to invite all the board.
Women: All of them sir?
Tsuji: Yes, all of them.
Women: It will be done.
Tsuji hung up after a thank you and he stares out into the sun. His heart jumped with glee at the fact that his dream was still alive.
Tsuji: Tomorrow will be a very interesting day.
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