Tag: Tanks Blitz

“I didn’t expect this platform to be so flexible and friendly for upgrades. By some miracle, we managed to cram a completely new and technologically breakthrough tank into an old skin, albeit at the cost of hundreds of man-hours. And this is not even half of what I personally would have implemented as rationalization proposals if Tamanov hadn’t been slapping hands with calls to stop. And I just got a taste of it! Our car is now ready for battle, even for a parade, there will be a worthy place for it everywhere. At least on the monument! It’s been a long time since I’ve felt such pride in the work I’ve done: our 70-ton baby doesn’t even fly. But that’s for now. The very first prototype, and then… If there is a day, there will be food.” The characteristics of the machine can be changed without compensation.

“Proserpine”—”What a stupid fool you are, Luigi. I promised your noble mother that I would keep an eye on you, but I never imagined that every day you would test my nerves with such questions. For the last time, I’m telling you that “the trash we’ve put all over the tank with” is real money. A working refrigerator has 20 shells, maybe 25. A scooter is a three—day supply of provisions. You like to eat fresh, hot food, don’t you, Luigi? Or would you rather rummage through the ruins again, looking for pre-war canned goods that haven’t been crushed by the debris? This world has collapsed, Luigi, now it has its own laws, its own money and its own standards of behavior, damn you. Question my trading methods again, and Don Vespato will receive his refrigerator along with unexpected contents! Get on the levers, we need to leave the city before dawn. Capisci?»

3D style for French Bat.-Chatillon Bourrasque. I think they thought getting rid of me would be as easy as breaking a baguette. I remember that year in Marseille… Me, Peugeot, Gibet and the company couldn’t do anything about us. So what are they going to come up with now that I’m back in a real tank? It was a really unusual year for France — the World Cup, the fantastic victory of the Tricolours, and then this crazy rally through the streets of Paris. And just when I thought it was over.… My friends pulled me back! They really need my help, and here I am, ready to fight. I’m riding a tank with the speed of the wind and I’m wearing my lucky T-shirt again. Just like in Marseille… I feel like we’re going to win.