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As Cade quickly found out, it in fact had not been a good day to disobey higher command orders. In fact, it had probably not even been a good idea.

“This fucking sucks” He sulked, tossing another tire onto the stack he had been moving all day, grumbling all the way as the tire bounced upon its brother and sisters. Behind him, sitting on a pile he had constructed earlier with a smirk on his muzzle, was his , now former, tank commander, Jack Marbly. The Panther just smirked at him, as the dog dropped plopped down onto the stack of tires, crossing his arms and grumbling.

“You got no one to blame for this but yourself, You know the rules. Disobeying a higher ranks orders is a easily punishable offense. You’re lucky that he just ordered you to clean the camp, you could have easily ended up on the back front, being court marshalled” the Panther stated, Cade huffing angrily as he sulked.

“Yah, so? Ah brought thah fucker ah tank, ah god damn tank destroyer. He been itching fer one fer months, and now ah got him one, and ah get cleaning duty for it” Huffed the Dog, kicking a pebble against the ground as Jack rolled his eyes and sighed.

“A tank that no one can get started but you apparently. What's the use for a tank if no one can drive it Cade?” Jack asked, raising a eyebrow.

Cade rolled his eyes, “Listen, ah told them how tah do it. It's not that ahrd, if ah can do it, yer fancy pants engineers can do it as well” he snarked. Jake sighed, jumping down from the tires back onto the loose dirt.

“Listen Cade, it doesn’t matter if you think it's fair. This is the Military, there's rules to follow. You broke said rules, now you gotta face the music. That's life, your lucky you did bring this back, or you would be suffering than you already are” Jack state firmly, folding his arms and giving his former crew member a glare. Cade huffed, jumping down and meeting his gaze, the Taller dog softly growling as he stared down his former CO.

“Yah? Yah listen tah me than. Ah don’t give ah fuck about what yah say. Yah been ah pain the ass tah me since ah said ah didn’t want tah here yah fuckin love life. And yah know what, ah’m glad ah don’t gotta deal with yalls shit no more” Cade snapped back, pushing at his CO who gave a low growl.

“What what yah do kid, ah will not hesitate tah put yah down” Jack snapped back, clenching his paw as the two starred each other down, growling loudly to each other.

“Yah? What the fuck yah think yah can do yah little shit? Yah girl ain’t here tah back yah up this time, and neither is the other three. Ah will put mah boot so far up yah ass, yah will be tastin leather for ah we-”

“Excuse me”

Both their heads snapped to the new voice, a small looking Gazelle stood their, uniform pressed and everything, not a speck of dust on the newcomer, unlike the two grumbling former friends. Its grey eyes darted between the pair, settling and Cade, standing a little bit firmer upwards as he looked at him.

“The Major is looking for you, He has requested you to join him by the tank as soon as possible” he quickly stated, clicking his shoes together before walking away from the two. Cade snorted rolling his eyes at the clearly rookie soldier.

“Fucking kids” he mumbled as he turned from Jack, leaning down and grabbing at a bag, slinging it over his shoulder. The Panther snarled as the Dog walked away from him.

“This isn’t over kid” he yelled at the Dog, Cade spinning and walking backwards, flipping the CO off with both paws, his tongue sticking out before turning heel once more. Jack huffed, rolling his eyes and folding his arms as he watched the retreating form of Cade. “What a fucking jackass” he said, turning around and walking away from the pile of tires.

Whatever, let the kid be a ass, He had burned his chance at tanks and anything motorized. Wonder how much fun permanent cleaning duty was going to be from now on for him.

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Cade wandered through the tents and machinery, not necessarily taking much effort to move quick. He wasn’t really in the mood for more bullshit, but he figured if he was, might as well enjoy some peace before he had to scrub, say, the hulls of the tanks with a toothbrush. The thought alone bring a angry scowl to his face; He really hoped that wasn’t the case at all.

He hoped over a fallen drum, dropping his bag to the ground as he wandered to the Major, the Red Panda standing in front of the SU, Face sullen as he looked over at the various furries moving up and down it,taking measurements and sometimes pictures. Cade slowly walked up to him, giving a half hearted salute before dropping his arm.

“Yah asked tah see me Major?” he sullen said, not really looking forward to more cleaning duties right now, especially after dealing with Major brown-noser getting in his face again for what seemed like the third or fourth time this afternoon in his opinion.

The Major turned to him, raising a eyebrow at the soldiers tone, but deciding not to bother disciplining him for it; he was already getting plenty of that already anyway.

“At ease soldier, I need you to do something for me” he said, Cade raising a eyebrow but not saying anything, “As you know, we’ve been having some trouble with the tank you recovered. The team has been trying to recreate what you said you did, but can not get it started. I need you to climb in, and recreate what you did to start it so they can do some measurements.” the Major said. Cade said nothing, raising his eyebrow higher as he looked at the Major.

“Ah.. Ah guess” he finally responded slowly, walking slowly over to the tank as the Major watching him. He clambered up onto the tank, walking atop the hull before pulling himself on top of the massive wall of the turret. He didn't even bother stepping down into it, instead opting to simply jump down with a loud thud. Clustered around the interior, a couple of researchers already crowding the limit space inside. He rolled his eyes, plopping down in the seat as he looked down at the controls in front of him.

He reached down for the button he had used to start it last time. He pressed it once, a low whirl filling the cabin as he reached for the headset next to him, smirking to himself when he remembered that the others inside with him hadn’t even bothered to put theres on. Once the headset was secured, his finger pressed the button once more, holding it down as the rumbling of the engine filled the cabin. The rumbling quickly speed up, the furries behind him, scrambling for their ear plugs as the engine roared to life. The hull of the tank seemed to vibrate, The dog chuckling in the loud roar of the cabin as furries behind him clasped their ears, some of them scrambling out of the turret to escape the noise. He gave the engine a rev, murring softly at the loud growl of the engine in response.

He stopped when he felt a frantic paw on his shoulder, his head turning to a researcher, who motioned for him to cut it off. He shrugged, moving back to the button and pushing it down. The engine coughed, the rumble of it growing louder and louder till it finally stopped, the soft hiss of it the only noise coming from it. He reached up with a paw, taking the headset off and hanging it backup as he climbed out of the seat, moving towards the opening of the hatch.

Cade scrambled out of the large opening, pulling himself and standing on top of the turret before jumping down to the ground a spray of dust and gravel before walking over to the Major, who currently was scratching at his muzzle with a paw as a researcher walked away from him. “I told you sir, it's easy as pie to run it” he said, standing at attention of Jackson hmmm’ed softly to himself.

“That's what I was afraid off. From what the others have told me kid, what you did has not worked for them, at all in running this tank. And that is were my problem now rests at.” he said simply, lowering his paw and turning to Cade, “ I have a tank that can apparently can only be run by one furry apparently. If there was other evidence, I would guess this would be another living machine, but seeing how it has not responded to any stimuli, I am now having to guess that we have a normal tank here, at least for now, who seems to like you and only you to run it.” he stated as Cade slowly blinked, working his ajw over slowly at the information. “ As a result, I have no choice. Effective immediately, You are to gather your stuff and move to the CO quarters. Congrats, you have effectively given yourself a promotion, seeing as this tank is far to useful for me to destroy, You will be its driver/CO” The Major added as Cades eyes slowly widened, mouth opening and closing as the Major smirked. “Congrats kid, You’re gonna need to learn quick if you want to keep up with this division” the Major stated, turning around to start to walk away.

“If you want me to do this.. I have a condition than” a Voice said behind the Major, the Panda turning to Cade, his Green eyes starring into the Blue of the dogs as he brought his arms behind him.

“Oh? Well, what do you want hm?’ he asked.

“I want two on my team, the rest you can pick yourself. I want Muller, and I want that Gazelle you sent to get me” Cade demanded, earning a blink from the Major as he thought on the words.

“So.. you want a former German tank crew member and a rookie on your team” he said after a few seconds, Cade slowly nodding as the Major thought over the demand.” Fine, if you want them, you’’ll have them. Be at the tent in Fifteen, and afterwards, meet back to the tank. You’ll need to give her a name, not gonna have this thing be called 100y all the damn time” and with that, the Major turned back, walking away from tank and now CO.

Cade let loose a soft sigh, his body slumping softly as the stress he had been holding escaped from him finally. “ Well, ah guess that's one way tah be promoted” he said softly, walking slowly away from the tank, reaching down and grabbing his bag, before heading towards the CO tent.

*This is gonna be interesting* as he thought of the reactions to the furries inside to his presence.
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The flap to the tent slowly parted as the Shepherd slowly walked in. It was really that large, seeing as they’re were really only a pawful of tanks in the battalion. He dropped the bag with a soft thump, slowly walking towards a table, slumping down in the seat as he looked over at the group down at the end, their attention at the Major, who stood with a Paw up, the talking at the table growing quiet.

“As you know, The leading edge of the 31st Tank Division is already ahead of us. They reportedly have captured the town of Pawsfurst ahead, nearly 20 miles away. I have radioed and not gotten a reply if they meet the 13th Panzer division or not, as a result, we will be heading out within the next few hours to the nearby town of Fraswagen and occupy it. Lt. Faust” he said, turning to a Golden Retriever, “ You are to lead the non living tanks out front, I want them spread out, I don't need a bottle neck forming on this damn road. The same goes for you Lt. Jack, Spread your squad out so they don't get bogged if we lose Shermans out front.”

“Yes Sir” stated Both the furries, saluting the Major.

“Cade” he started to say, the Shepard perking up from the back as the other furries turned quickly to him, The Dog taking pleasure in the shocked expression of Jack mostly, “ You are to defend the rear with your crew. At the first sign of trouble, I will need you to head into the trees, make yourself less of a target. The last thing I want is my new Tank Destroyer to be destroyed and lose my rear protection as well as the protector of my half tracks, Got it?”

“Yes sir, yah can caught on mah boys” he said smirking, giving the Major a half hearted salute, earning a sigh from Jackson as a result.

“Alright, you know your orders, get your tanks in shape and ready to move at the mark, I dont need any stragglers” and with the last command, he walked out of the tent, letting the flap of it wiggle flap in the wind behind him as the furries got up.

Cade walked over to his bag, picking it up. He could hear the stomping of boots as he slung the bag over his shoulder raising a eyebrow at the unhappy expression Jack currently wore. “Yah, what yah want Kitty Cat?” he said mockingly as Jack fumed.

“How in the fuck did you get command of a Tank, let alone a damn Tank destroyer” he growled, Cade smirking as a paw pushed him away from his muzzle.

“Well, ah guess that's what happens when yah just that awesome. Say high tah Isah for me, ah actually liked talking to her, unlike yah, yah dweeb” he said with a snark, turning away from the angry Panther, who was currently grinding his teeth at the smartass dog. With a whistle, the dog strolled out of the tent, spying his large beauty ahead of him.

*She is kind stunning tah lo-nopenopenope, out of mah head thoughts, she ain’t alive, don't fuck it* he trailed of with a shake of his head, rubbing his eyes with a paw before looking back at the tank, noticing a group of furries near it. He gave his head another shake to rid those thoughts, *Seriously, the fuck did that come from*, before strolling over to the group, Noticing the familiar faces of Muller, now dressed in a American Tanker gear, and the Gazelle as well, looking uncertain in his new gear.

“Welcome yah son of ah bitches tah yah new position, Ah’m Cade, yah new C0, And we gonna be using the most gorgeous and dah most deadly son of ah bitch here. Introduce yah selves tah me, or else ah’m gonna assign nicknames for yah, and thah might not be thah best” he said with a smile. Muller frowned, leaning himself against the hull of the 100Y.

“You know who I am” he said, his heavy accent masking the struggle of the sentence. Cade smirked, patting the other Shepard on the head, who growled softly but said nothing.

“Yah ah know. Meet Muller, He’s ah recently acquired Prisoner, well, not anymore. He’s ah Loader, yah treat him with the same respect as the Americans here, or ah’m shoving mah foot up some asses. You, Gazelle, your next.” he said, turning his attention to the figedity Gazelle.
“U-Um Con-Connor works, I gue-guess?” he said softly, tapping his two hooves together as the other furries rolled their eyes.

“Than you’re on assistant driver, ah don’t need yah injuring yah self with these shells” Cade said, the Gazelle quickly nodding his head as Cade now moved to the actually new guys. A Jaguar casually leaned against the front of Tank, his maroon eyes staring at the CO.

“Yah can call me Andrew I guess, Don’t matter where I am honestly. I’m just here for the extra pay that was promised” he said with a huff, turning away as Cade chuckled.

“Man after my own heart like you? Yah can load, shells seem like fun for you” Cade grinned, Andrew turning away huffing, his tail lashing about the ground as Cade turned to the… shark… there was a shark here. He blinked slowly, the Yellow eyes staring back as its eye ridge raised. “ Yah know, ah never thought ah would see ah shark not in the navy, this is ah first” he drawled out, the Shark chuckling.

“My brothers are in it, so I decided to , you know, spice it up just a bit. I don’t like heights, so army was a great choice after the Air Force. You can call me Darnell if you want, that's the closet you gonna get to my actual name in your tongue” the Shark said with a wide grin, his razor teeth gleaming in the sunlight. Cade smirked back, giving him a thumbs up before lowering his hand once more.

“Alright, yah can make shit go boom. Yah the gunner, ah want shit tah explode “ he said, his grin growing wider as the Shark's grin grew with us. He put his hands behind his back as his grin turned back to a simple smile, his graze on the Zebra who sat cross legged on the ground near the tank.

“Louie” he said simply, red eyes staring up at Cade, who just gave a simple nod.

“Alright kid, You're the, commander” he said, giving quotation marks with his fingers, “ But make no mistake ya’ll, this is mah tank. Only ah can drive it apparently, hell only ah can seem tah start it. Yah follow mah rules in the end, don’t mistake that. Yah understand that?” he stated, earning nods from the assembled group there, “ Good. We just got one last thing tah do. We gonna name this girl. Ah’ve tossed some names in mah head, but fer some reason, ah always settle on ah simple one; Kay. So that's what we gonna call her” he said as he dropped his back, reaching into it and rummaging around in it.

“I’m gonna be honest CO, Thats kind of what's been stuck in my head too” stated Darnell, the others grumbling and nodding softly as Rusty stopped, pulling out a spray can and some stencils. He blinked slowly, eyebrow raised at the statement.

“Fucking weird, everything about this tank has been weird. Ah swear, with all the shit that's been building, thats she gonna be alive, just yah watch. She gonna reveal herself, watch” he grumbled as he wandered over to the take, starting to tape the three letters to the turret.

“I bet you a ration that it will be within the next week” quipped Darnell, earning a sigh from Andrew and Muller, while Louie and Cade chuckled, with Connor giving a nervous giggle.

“Ration huh? Okay, ah swear, end of the day at most, she gonna be alive. Deal?” he said, holding out a paw as his other shook the can. Darnel didn’t even hesitate, reaching and shaking the hand as the pair grinned widely. Cade turned back to the turret, the others moving away from it as to not get some of the pain in the face as Cade coated the empty space with a thick layer of black paint. He licked slowly at his lips, tossing the can to the side as he reached up, slowly peeling the stencils away one by one. Till finally, the name KAY stood proud and displace. Cade turned to the group grinning widely as he places his paws on his hips.

“There yah go ya’ll, our girl has… why yah all looking like yah all just saw ah damn ghost” he said, his smile turning to a frown as he noticed the wide eyes gaze of most of his crew. He grumbled slowly turning around, scowling, though that didn’t last, his eyes and mouth joining the crews.

A violet iris stared down at him from the turret, blinking slowly as a low rumble came from the tanks engine as the tank, well now named Kay, stared down at the group. Cade slowly blinking, grinning as he slowly turned and looked over at Darnell.

“Guess who owes me a fucking ration now mother fucker” he cackled, rubbing his paws together playfully. Darnell groaned, the others around him chuckling, even Muller gave a chuckle or two at the Sharks problem now.Behind the Shepard, Kay softly giggled, her engine joining in on the clearly feminite giggles as it rumbled. More furries were starting to notice the latest addition to the Living Machine group, with a group starting to form. Even one of the early captured German half tracks rolling over to Kay, grinning from wheel to wheel as Kay returned the grin.

Meanwhile, Darnell grumbled, handing over a ration pack from his dufflebag to the whooping Dog, who eager grabbed at it and stuffed it into his own bag.

Oh fuck yes, He was gonna eat like a damn king tonight

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As Cade quickly found out, it in fact had not been a good day to disobey higher command orders. In fact, it had probably not even been a good idea.

“This fucking sucks” He sulked, tossing another tire onto the stack he had been moving all day, grumbling all the way as the tire bounced upon its brother and sisters. Behind him, sitting on a pile he had constructed earlier with a smirk on his muzzle, was his , now former, tank commander, Jack Marbly. The Panther just smirked at him, as the dog dropped plopped down onto the stack of tires, crossing his arms and grumbling.

“You got no one to blame for this but yourself, You know the rules. Disobeying a higher ranks orders is a easily punishable offense. You’re lucky that he just ordered you to clean the camp, you could have easily ended up on the back front, being court marshalled” the Panther stated, Cade huffing angrily as he sulked.

“Yah, so? Ah brought thah fucker ah tank, ah god damn tank destroyer. He been itching fer one fer months, and now ah got him one, and ah get cleaning duty for it” Huffed the Dog, kicking a pebble against the ground as Jack rolled his eyes and sighed.

“A tank that no one can get started but you apparently. What's the use for a tank if no one can drive it Cade?” Jack asked, raising a eyebrow.

Cade rolled his eyes, “Listen, ah told them how tah do it. It's not that ahrd, if ah can do it, yer fancy pants engineers can do it as well” he snarked. Jake sighed, jumping down from the tires back onto the loose dirt.

“Listen Cade, it doesn’t matter if you think it's fair. This is the Military, there's rules to follow. You broke said rules, now you gotta face the music. That's life, your lucky you did bring this back, or you would be suffering than you already are” Jack state firmly, folding his arms and giving his former crew member a glare. Cade huffed, jumping down and meeting his gaze, the Taller dog softly growling as he stared down his former CO.

“Yah? Yah listen tah me than. Ah don’t give ah fuck about what yah say. Yah been ah pain the ass tah me since ah said ah didn’t want tah here yah fuckin love life. And yah know what, ah’m glad ah don’t gotta deal with yalls shit no more” Cade snapped back, pushing at his CO who gave a low growl.

“What what yah do kid, ah will not hesitate tah put yah down” Jack snapped back, clenching his paw as the two starred each other down, growling loudly to each other.

“Yah? What the fuck yah think yah can do yah little shit? Yah girl ain’t here tah back yah up this time, and neither is the other three. Ah will put mah boot so far up yah ass, yah will be tastin leather for ah we-”

“Excuse me”

Both their heads snapped to the new voice, a small looking Gazelle stood their, uniform pressed and everything, not a speck of dust on the newcomer, unlike the two grumbling former friends. Its grey eyes darted between the pair, settling and Cade, standing a little bit firmer upwards as he looked at him.

“The Major is looking for you, He has requested you to join him by the tank as soon as possible” he quickly stated, clicking his shoes together before walking away from the two. Cade snorted rolling his eyes at the clearly rookie soldier.

“Fucking kids” he mumbled as he turned from Jack, leaning down and grabbing at a bag, slinging it over his shoulder. The Panther snarled as the Dog walked away from him.

“This isn’t over kid” he yelled at the Dog, Cade spinning and walking backwards, flipping the CO off with both paws, his tongue sticking out before turning heel once more. Jack huffed, rolling his eyes and folding his arms as he watched the retreating form of Cade. “What a fucking jackass” he said, turning around and walking away from the pile of tires.

Whatever, let the kid be a ass, He had burned his chance at tanks and anything motorized. Wonder how much fun permanent cleaning duty was going to be from now on for him.

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Cade wandered through the tents and machinery, not necessarily taking much effort to move quick. He wasn’t really in the mood for more bullshit, but he figured if he was, might as well enjoy some peace before he had to scrub, say, the hulls of the tanks with a toothbrush. The thought alone bring a angry scowl to his face; He really hoped that wasn’t the case at all.

He hoped over a fallen drum, dropping his bag to the ground as he wandered to the Major, the Red Panda standing in front of the SU, Face sullen as he looked over at the various furries moving up and down it,taking measurements and sometimes pictures. Cade slowly walked up to him, giving a half hearted salute before dropping his arm.

“Yah asked tah see me Major?” he sullen said, not really looking forward to more cleaning duties right now, especially after dealing with Major brown-noser getting in his face again for what seemed like the third or fourth time this afternoon in his opinion.

The Major turned to him, raising a eyebrow at the soldiers tone, but deciding not to bother disciplining him for it; he was already getting plenty of that already anyway.

“At ease soldier, I need you to do something for me” he said, Cade raising a eyebrow but not saying anything, “As you know, we’ve been having some trouble with the tank you recovered. The team has been trying to recreate what you said you did, but can not get it started. I need you to climb in, and recreate what you did to start it so they can do some measurements.” the Major said. Cade said nothing, raising his eyebrow higher as he looked at the Major.

“Ah.. Ah guess” he finally responded slowly, walking slowly over to the tank as the Major watching him. He clambered up onto the tank, walking atop the hull before pulling himself on top of the massive wall of the turret. He didn't even bother stepping down into it, instead opting to simply jump down with a loud thud. Clustered around the interior, a couple of researchers already crowding the limit space inside. He rolled his eyes, plopping down in the seat as he looked down at the controls in front of him.

He reached down for the button he had used to start it last time. He pressed it once, a low whirl filling the cabin as he reached for the headset next to him, smirking to himself when he remembered that the others inside with him hadn’t even bothered to put theres on. Once the headset was secured, his finger pressed the button once more, holding it down as the rumbling of the engine filled the cabin. The rumbling quickly speed up, the furries behind him, scrambling for their ear plugs as the engine roared to life. The hull of the tank seemed to vibrate, The dog chuckling in the loud roar of the cabin as furries behind him clasped their ears, some of them scrambling out of the turret to escape the noise. He gave the engine a rev, murring softly at the loud growl of the engine in response.

He stopped when he felt a frantic paw on his shoulder, his head turning to a researcher, who motioned for him to cut it off. He shrugged, moving back to the button and pushing it down. The engine coughed, the rumble of it growing louder and louder till it finally stopped, the soft hiss of it the only noise coming from it. He reached up with a paw, taking the headset off and hanging it backup as he climbed out of the seat, moving towards the opening of the hatch.

Cade scrambled out of the large opening, pulling himself and standing on top of the turret before jumping down to the ground a spray of dust and gravel before walking over to the Major, who currently was scratching at his muzzle with a paw as a researcher walked away from him. “I told you sir, it's easy as pie to run it” he said, standing at attention of Jackson hmmm’ed softly to himself.

“That's what I was afraid off. From what the others have told me kid, what you did has not worked for them, at all in running this tank. And that is were my problem now rests at.” he said simply, lowering his paw and turning to Cade, “ I have a tank that can apparently can only be run by one furry apparently. If there was other evidence, I would guess this would be another living machine, but seeing how it has not responded to any stimuli, I am now having to guess that we have a normal tank here, at least for now, who seems to like you and only you to run it.” he stated as Cade slowly blinked, working his ajw over slowly at the information. “ As a result, I have no choice. Effective immediately, You are to gather your stuff and move to the CO quarters. Congrats, you have effectively given yourself a promotion, seeing as this tank is far to useful for me to destroy, You will be its driver/CO” The Major added as Cades eyes slowly widened, mouth opening and closing as the Major smirked. “Congrats kid, You’re gonna need to learn quick if you want to keep up with this division” the Major stated, turning around to start to walk away.

“If you want me to do this.. I have a condition than” a Voice said behind the Major, the Panda turning to Cade, his Green eyes starring into the Blue of the dogs as he brought his arms behind him.

“Oh? Well, what do you want hm?’ he asked.

“I want two on my team, the rest you can pick yourself. I want Muller, and I want that Gazelle you sent to get me” Cade demanded, earning a blink from the Major as he thought on the words.

“So.. you want a former German tank crew member and a rookie on your team” he said after a few seconds, Cade slowly nodding as the Major thought over the demand.” Fine, if you want them, you’’ll have them. Be at the tent in Fifteen, and afterwards, meet back to the tank. You’ll need to give her a name, not gonna have this thing be called 100y all the damn time” and with that, the Major turned back, walking away from tank and now CO.

Cade let loose a soft sigh, his body slumping softly as the stress he had been holding escaped from him finally. “ Well, ah guess that's one way tah be promoted” he said softly, walking slowly away from the tank, reaching down and grabbing his bag, before heading towards the CO tent.

*This is gonna be interesting* as he thought of the reactions to the furries inside to his presence.
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The flap to the tent slowly parted as the Shepherd slowly walked in. It was really that large, seeing as they’re were really only a pawful of tanks in the battalion. He dropped the bag with a soft thump, slowly walking towards a table, slumping down in the seat as he looked over at the group down at the end, their attention at the Major, who stood with a Paw up, the talking at the table growing quiet.

“As you know, The leading edge of the 31st Tank Division is already ahead of us. They reportedly have captured the town of Pawsfurst ahead, nearly 20 miles away. I have radioed and not gotten a reply if they meet the 13th Panzer division or not, as a result, we will be heading out within the next few hours to the nearby town of Fraswagen and occupy it. Lt. Faust” he said, turning to a Golden Retriever, “ You are to lead the non living tanks out front, I want them spread out, I don't need a bottle neck forming on this damn road. The same goes for you Lt. Jack, Spread your squad out so they don't get bogged if we lose Shermans out front.”

“Yes Sir” stated Both the furries, saluting the Major.

“Cade” he started to say, the Shepard perking up from the back as the other furries turned quickly to him, The Dog taking pleasure in the shocked expression of Jack mostly, “ You are to defend the rear with your crew. At the first sign of trouble, I will need you to head into the trees, make yourself less of a target. The last thing I want is my new Tank Destroyer to be destroyed and lose my rear protection as well as the protector of my half tracks, Got it?”

“Yes sir, yah can caught on mah boys” he said smirking, giving the Major a half hearted salute, earning a sigh from Jackson as a result.

“Alright, you know your orders, get your tanks in shape and ready to move at the mark, I dont need any stragglers” and with the last command, he walked out of the tent, letting the flap of it wiggle flap in the wind behind him as the furries got up.

Cade walked over to his bag, picking it up. He could hear the stomping of boots as he slung the bag over his shoulder raising a eyebrow at the unhappy expression Jack currently wore. “Yah, what yah want Kitty Cat?” he said mockingly as Jack fumed.

“How in the fuck did you get command of a Tank, let alone a damn Tank destroyer” he growled, Cade smirking as a paw pushed him away from his muzzle.

“Well, ah guess that's what happens when yah just that awesome. Say high tah Isah for me, ah actually liked talking to her, unlike yah, yah dweeb” he said with a snark, turning away from the angry Panther, who was currently grinding his teeth at the smartass dog. With a whistle, the dog strolled out of the tent, spying his large beauty ahead of him.

*She is kind stunning tah lo-nopenopenope, out of mah head thoughts, she ain’t alive, don't fuck it* he trailed of with a shake of his head, rubbing his eyes with a paw before looking back at the tank, noticing a group of furries near it. He gave his head another shake to rid those thoughts, *Seriously, the fuck did that come from*, before strolling over to the group, Noticing the familiar faces of Muller, now dressed in a American Tanker gear, and the Gazelle as well, looking uncertain in his new gear.

“Welcome yah son of ah bitches tah yah new position, Ah’m Cade, yah new C0, And we gonna be using the most gorgeous and dah most deadly son of ah bitch here. Introduce yah selves tah me, or else ah’m gonna assign nicknames for yah, and thah might not be thah best” he said with a smile. Muller frowned, leaning himself against the hull of the 100Y.

“You know who I am” he said, his heavy accent masking the struggle of the sentence. Cade smirked, patting the other Shepard on the head, who growled softly but said nothing.

“Yah ah know. Meet Muller, He’s ah recently acquired Prisoner, well, not anymore. He’s ah Loader, yah treat him with the same respect as the Americans here, or ah’m shoving mah foot up some asses. You, Gazelle, your next.” he said, turning his attention to the figedity Gazelle.
“U-Um Con-Connor works, I gue-guess?” he said softly, tapping his two hooves together as the other furries rolled their eyes.

“Than you’re on assistant driver, ah don’t need yah injuring yah self with these shells” Cade said, the Gazelle quickly nodding his head as Cade now moved to the actually new guys. A Jaguar casually leaned against the front of Tank, his maroon eyes staring at the CO.

“Yah can call me Andrew I guess, Don’t matter where I am honestly. I’m just here for the extra pay that was promised” he said with a huff, turning away as Cade chuckled.

“Man after my own heart like you? Yah can load, shells seem like fun for you” Cade grinned, Andrew turning away huffing, his tail lashing about the ground as Cade turned to the… shark… there was a shark here. He blinked slowly, the Yellow eyes staring back as its eye ridge raised. “ Yah know, ah never thought ah would see ah shark not in the navy, this is ah first” he drawled out, the Shark chuckling.

“My brothers are in it, so I decided to , you know, spice it up just a bit. I don’t like heights, so army was a great choice after the Air Force. You can call me Darnell if you want, that's the closet you gonna get to my actual name in your tongue” the Shark said with a wide grin, his razor teeth gleaming in the sunlight. Cade smirked back, giving him a thumbs up before lowering his hand once more.

“Alright, yah can make shit go boom. Yah the gunner, ah want shit tah explode “ he said, his grin growing wider as the Shark's grin grew with us. He put his hands behind his back as his grin turned back to a simple smile, his graze on the Zebra who sat cross legged on the ground near the tank.

“Louie” he said simply, red eyes staring up at Cade, who just gave a simple nod.

“Alright kid, You're the, commander” he said, giving quotation marks with his fingers, “ But make no mistake ya’ll, this is mah tank. Only ah can drive it apparently, hell only ah can seem tah start it. Yah follow mah rules in the end, don’t mistake that. Yah understand that?” he stated, earning nods from the assembled group there, “ Good. We just got one last thing tah do. We gonna name this girl. Ah’ve tossed some names in mah head, but fer some reason, ah always settle on ah simple one; Kay. So that's what we gonna call her” he said as he dropped his back, reaching into it and rummaging around in it.

“I’m gonna be honest CO, Thats kind of what's been stuck in my head too” stated Darnell, the others grumbling and nodding softly as Rusty stopped, pulling out a spray can and some stencils. He blinked slowly, eyebrow raised at the statement.

“Fucking weird, everything about this tank has been weird. Ah swear, with all the shit that's been building, thats she gonna be alive, just yah watch. She gonna reveal herself, watch” he grumbled as he wandered over to the take, starting to tape the three letters to the turret.

“I bet you a ration that it will be within the next week” quipped Darnell, earning a sigh from Andrew and Muller, while Louie and Cade chuckled, with Connor giving a nervous giggle.

“Ration huh? Okay, ah swear, end of the day at most, she gonna be alive. Deal?” he said, holding out a paw as his other shook the can. Darnel didn’t even hesitate, reaching and shaking the hand as the pair grinned widely. Cade turned back to the turret, the others moving away from it as to not get some of the pain in the face as Cade coated the empty space with a thick layer of black paint. He licked slowly at his lips, tossing the can to the side as he reached up, slowly peeling the stencils away one by one. Till finally, the name KAY stood proud and displace. Cade turned to the group grinning widely as he places his paws on his hips.

“There yah go ya’ll, our girl has… why yah all looking like yah all just saw ah damn ghost” he said, his smile turning to a frown as he noticed the wide eyes gaze of most of his crew. He grumbled slowly turning around, scowling, though that didn’t last, his eyes and mouth joining the crews.

A violet iris stared down at him from the turret, blinking slowly as a low rumble came from the tanks engine as the tank, well now named Kay, stared down at the group. Cade slowly blinking, grinning as he slowly turned and looked over at Darnell.

“Guess who owes me a fucking ration now mother fucker” he cackled, rubbing his paws together playfully. Darnell groaned, the others around him chuckling, even Muller gave a chuckle or two at the Sharks problem now.Behind the Shepard, Kay softly giggled, her engine joining in on the clearly feminite giggles as it rumbled. More furries were starting to notice the latest addition to the Living Machine group, with a group starting to form. Even one of the early captured German half tracks rolling over to Kay, grinning from wheel to wheel as Kay returned the grin.

Meanwhile, Darnell grumbled, handing over a ration pack from his dufflebag to the whooping Dog, who eager grabbed at it and stuffed it into his own bag.

Oh fuck yes, He was gonna eat like a damn king tonight