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(WARNING: There's a lot of cursing and somewhat stereotypical parts in this, plus some might be offended by the content in here...don't say i didn't warn you guys)

*A day after Grievous's inspection of the German Super Tanks as his disposal...*

Location: Prokhorovka, 83 miles south of Kursk

A large force of Soviet tanks patrolled their territory near the village and the fields on both sides of a rail way line, a force of T-34s, T-34-85s, KV-1s, KV-2s and even the almighty IS and IS-3 heavy tanks. This land was theirs, no matter who would try to attack them...

However, with a new foe on the horizon...all that, and the rest of the terrirtories under the command of different nations...was about to change...

On top of a large hill near the train tracks, which had been carrying more T-34 medium tanks on its freight cars, a small light tank (T-26 Soviet light tank) kept a look out on the hill for any unexpected visitors...

Russian Driver: Dis is sooooo FUCKING BORING!! I'm sitting here, IN THE DRIVER'S SEAT, WATCHING GRASS GROW HERE!!

Russian Commander: Ehhhhh shut up Zelinski before I take this bottle of vodka and shove it up your ass! We're the only ones that stand between whatever facist or capitlist pig attackers that come running up dis hill and our glorious Communist battalion down there.

Russian Driver: Oh yeah because they are so glorious carrying ammunition for our stronk tanks...what fucking bullshit...and what do you do huh? Look outside and say "OHHH!! ENEMY TANK!! SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT BEFORE IT SHOOTS BACK!!", really...Dat is what you sound like!...

Russian Commander: *Throws the bottle out of the hatch and onto the grass outside* Dat's some real bulshovik and you know that! I not only command, but I shoot, load the gun AND use the radio! ALL YOU DO IS DRIVE AROUND TRYING TO GET US KILLED!!

Russian Driver: OK DAT'S IT!! *Jumps up and started throwing punches at his commander in a fit of absolute rage*

All in the meantime, just on the crest of the hill, out of the sighting of the Soviet armoured war machines...A large column of German tanks, nearly 50 of them ranging in different lights, mediums, heavies and Tank destroyers. Stugs, Panzer 4s, Panthers and Tigers...and even the newest war machine in this...terrifying army lead by the Supreme Commander...the Jagdpanzer-E100...

And in command of this Death Star like tanks is one of the most famous commanders of all time...

Shepard: I'm Commander Shepard! And this is my favourite tank in the game! *he wore a helmet similar to what to average WW2 German soldier worn, but the rest of his getup was his Cerberus military clothing*

Shepard: *Turns on comms that he wore in his ear* Joker!...Attack them with everything we got!

Joker: Roger that Commander...

Shepard: *Points out to the Medic (TF2) who was controlling the gun of the Jagdpanzer's mighty 17cm cannon* Doctor, stay focused!

Battle Droid: Freaking Medic...*controlling the radio to the rest of their forces*

Medic: *Also wearing the same helmet. To this point, all of Grievous's lackeys were wearing those helmets with their original uniforms on* Jawhol! (Yes sir)

Sniper: *From TF2* I hate Russkis...*Loading the shells with the Collectors and Battle Droids*

Shepard: *Turns around toward Jensen from Deus Ex* Jensen!

Jensen: *Turns his head around as Shepard placed his right hand on Jensen's left shoulder*

Shepard:...We'll bang ok?

*Beautiful love music plays...until it's cut off by Jensen's next words*

Jensen: I never asked for this...

Battle Droid: *Pressing buttons and controlling the targeting system of the Jagdanzer...Also wearing that helmet* That was a pretty good try at least

Collector: *Next to him on the same control console...immediately turns to the Battle Droid and punched his head off*

Battle Droid: AHHH!! *Head and body falls to floor*

Collector: *Shakes head in annoyance*

In the meantime, as this menacing force crests the horizon...2 Tiger Is caught glimpse of a rocking and shaking T-26, which was apparantel cursing all sorts of Russian language...

Both Tigers turned their turrets towards each other, with the Collector gunners shrugging their shoulders and just...turned their sights back to the T-26 and fired, setting its fuel tanks alight and burning the crew alive as they still fought each other...

Shepard: ATTACK!!

With that command, all the German tanks crested the hill entirely and drove down towards the Soviet battalion with guns firing every time they were reloaded, with the exception of the Jagpanzer-E100, which sat on the hill and prepared to fire its gun at one of the IS-3 heavy tanks.

Shepard: FIRE THE MAIN GUN!

An entire Death star like sequence starts happening, with one of the droids pulling down a lever on its console to activate the firing mechanics, whilst Medic pressed a single button to direct full aim at the Soviet designed heavy tank. The first Collector that killed his droid companion turned around and tried to make a thumbs up...but...he was confused of how to properly do one...

In any case, Medic smirked as he fired the Jagdpanzer-E100's gun, making the loudest sound possibly ever heard from a Tank Destroyer's gun, its shell speeding right towards the completely unaware IS-3, who was busy dealing with 2 Panzer IVs and a Panther. As the incrediably large shell penetrated just between the turret and the hull, it smashed right into a whole of HE shells, causing a large ammo rack explosion and sending the turret flying. Under the turret, holding on for dear life as it was set off into the air, was a familiar face from a familiar Abridged series...

Mr Popo: I AM SOOOOOOOO FUCKING HIGH RIGHT NOW!!

The overwhelming German tanks became an unstoppable force that the Russian tanks could not handle. They were too few in numbers, too unorganized, completely unprepared for such an invasion! As the T-34s were massacred in the small town by Panthers and Tigers, overwhelmed by their superior weapons, the heavy tanks started falling back over the ridgeline behind the train tracks. Along with their T-34s, the train itself was being torn apart by the Jagpanzer-E100's massive gun, sending the freight trucks falling on their left sides and sliding down the incline.

From the sky, there were tons of smoke stacks from the burning wreckages of the fallen Soviet steel war machines. Something of this scale has never been done before, even by German standards. Most Tank battles have always been small to fairly large skirmishes with each other, battling for control of different territories...however...this wasn't a simple land grab...this was a full scale assault. The IS-3s and IS's, along with whatever was left of the KV-1s and KV-2s, were retreating across the large fields with guns pointing towards the 2 large openings on the ridgeline, where they were most likely to bring their Heavies and Mediums to bear.

Soviet Tank Battalion Commander: *In an IS-3* "Dis a retreat order to all Soviet forces in the Prokhorovka region, Large columns of German armor has blitzkrieged our position from the West and is overwhelming us with extreme force! I repeat, all Soviet forces in the Prokhorovka region are ordered to retreat to the Severogorsk mountain range! Dis is not a drill! I repeat, DIS IS NOT A DRILL!!" as soon as the order was given to all Soviet vehicles to retreat from one of their most prized territories, Panthers, Tigers and King Tigers drove over the large incline, busting through the wreckages of the train and relentlessly pursuing their uncoordinated and paralyzed enemies, firing on the move with their much more accurate and precise guns.

In the Jagdpanzer-E100, a celebration of great victory was in order...

Medic: JA!! VICTORY!!! *Pops streamers*

Shepard: Ah, just what I need, *Drinks up a purplish/pink alcoholic beverage*...DAMN IT! *Gets under the gun's command console and barfs*

Collector: *Immediately gets up in a state of disgust, making irritated and annoyed clicks and shrieks*

Jensen: *Turns away from the celebrations* I never asked for this....

Battle Droid: OH YEAHHHH!! *Slams down a can of Bonk* Take that ya losers-*Celebrations immediately stop with the sound of General Grievous's voice on the radio*

Grievous: SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!!

*Suddenly, everyone just stopped partying and stuffing around, the entire Jag E100 crew staring right at the Battle Droid's radio console. Commander Shepard immediately got up, still having a little bit of his vomit on his mouth and immediately wiping it away. As soon as possible, he pushed the Droid right out of the way to talk to Grievous*

Battle Droid: SONUVA-*Crashes into boxes and shells*

Shepard: Sorry sir, we've just cleared our demanded sector and are ready for the next attack.

Grievous: Gooooooood...So far so good then...As of right now, all armoured divisions are throwing our enemies into dissarray. By the end of this week, I expect total control of all the territories and complete annihilation of all enemy forces. Everyone will beg for new leadership...Resistance is but a futile task...

Shepard: *Looks over to Medic, who shrugs in silence*

Grievous: Your next orders in this glorious campaign is-*immediately cut off by a crew member of his*

Tourettes guy: FUCKING SHUT OFF THAT SHIT!

Sherpard: *Looks at the rest of his crew in shock*

Tourettes guy: FUCKING COCK-SUCKING SHIT TECHNOLOGY, LET'S JUST GET A MOVE ON YOU SLOW PIECE OF SHIT!!

Grievous:............Just move your forces deeper into enemy territory...they'll get desperate sooner or later...that is if they can rally fast enough...*evil mechanical laughter*

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*Hellmarch starts to play*

Across all the territories, the battle that was started and won in Prokhorovka has set off a chain reaction to most of the other territories, controlled by the forces of American, French, Japanese, Chinese, Soviet and some British controlled areas. The tanks in their respective factions had no hope against the onslaught of these monstrous German killing machines.

At Fisherman's bay, controlled by the American vehicles, was the next to be attacked. This time, Grievous's Maus was the flag Super Tank with near dozens of Panzers, Panthers and Panther 2s, combined with Shepard's reunited Jagdpanzer E100. They crossed the fields with another blitz like move, with the smaller tanks going first going through a small village that lead towards the heavily controlled American town, using M4 Shermans, Hellcats and even their Heavy tank, however only produced in small numbers, T29s to hold off what is ultimately their inevitable end.

Grievous: CRUSH THEM! KILL THEM ALL!! *Clenches right fist tightly*

Scout: This thing is SLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!! *Drinks some Bonk* *controlling the radio*

Francis: Great, more brainless morons...*driving the Maus towards the town*

Tourettes guy: JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP A-*Suddenly, a lot 105 howitzer shells from the M4 Shermans hit the front of the Maus's turret. Whilst it caused almost no effect to the actual state of the tank, some compartments inside, like boxes and rubbish, fell on top of the Tourettes guy* HOLYYYYY FUUUUUUUCK!! *A command console falls on top of him also* SHITFUCK!!

Collectors: *Goes to help him up*

Tourettes guy: MOTHERFUCKER!!

Asides from the issues inside the Maus, the Americans were completely taken by surprise about how coordinated the German attack was! The Panzers, Panther 1s and 2s split off from the village into smaller groups, and surrounded the town, whilst the Maus and Jagdpanzer E100 assaulted the centre. The Americans, unlike the Soviets before them, were very defensive this time in firing lines, but they were still not equipped for the attack! M4s, Hellcats and T29s were no match for these superior assault tanks. The Mediums broke through the left and right flanks, firing accurately and quickly at some Hellcats and M4s, with some inaccurate and ineffective return fire from the Americans.

The Maus and Jagdpanzer E100 were taking heavy fire from the T29 heavies that were stationed in-between buildings to create a fire line/roadblock, but were shrugging off every shot possible.

Tourettes guy: *Points at the enemy ahead* YOU GUYS ARE FUCKED!!

Jagdpanzer E100 instantly fired its gun at a T29, hitting it in the side and completely knocking out 1 of 3 T29s.

Grievous: FIRE!!!

Maus fires its 128mm gun at the engine compartment of the T29 to their right, setting it ablaze and killing all the crew inside. The roadblock losing its complete effectiveness, caused the last remaining T29 pushed itself out of the block and backed away from the Super Heavy Tanks, only to back up against the lake, surrounded by Panthers and Panzers, and in front of them was the 2 Super Heavy tanks...

American Commander: Well this sucks...

Grievous: MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! FINISH THEM!! *Points towards the T29*

Battle Droid: *gets its shoulder touched by Tourettes guy* Huh?? What?

Tourettes guy: Hey you, do me a favour....*Points to Francis* Go touch his dick!

Battle Droid: WHAT?? NO!

Francis: WHAT?!?!?

Tourettes guy: Fuck you kid you're a dick!

The Maus suddenly starts pushing the T29 into the lake behind it, without even using much effort due to its 180 ton weight. The large turreted American Heavy is then sunk to the bottom, and with water quickly seeping in, along with immense screaming heard from inside...its obvious that the crew was certainly doomed...

Grievous: BWAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!! BAAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!

On Airfield, the exact same thing was happening to the British. Immense numbers of German tanks swarmed the airfield, destroying the smaller WW2 British Crusaders, Cromwells and Comets. Tiger 1S and Tiger 2s led this charge, driving over a bunch of sandbag walls near the airstrip and crushing all that stood before them. The surviving Brits were inside a hanger, cornered and pinned to the wall as the 2 King Tigers drove in...and behind them was the 3rd Super Tank, the Waffentrager E100, aiming at the last 3 Crusaders. Outside the hanger, explosions were heard hinting the WT executing the Poms...

On Dragon's Ridge, in the Mountanous Chinese terrain, the 2 E100 Super Heavies drover up to a cliffside with 2 Jagdtigers on each of their side. Lowering their guns towards a Chinese tank camp filled with WZ-120 Mediums and WZ-111-1/4 Heavy Tanks, the 111 being the same tank Arby and Cyn's FV215b had trouble with, and fired High Explosive shells towards the China-men. 15cm and 128mm shells pounded the unprepared Asian tanks into the ground. Of course, when the Chinese started to retaliate by firing their guns towards the German monsters, it was almost no use at this point. The Chinese tracks were weak, and they were destroyed when these HE shells exploded next to them. It only took minutes for the E100s and the Jagdtigers to smash the camp into nothing but scarred Earth.

In the town of Himmelsdorf, a French AMX 13 90 light tank was escaping the carnage of the city through the train track area, after watching all its French brethren fell quickly to the lightning blitzkrieg of Panzers and Tank Destroyers, such as the Panzer 4s and the Jagpanthers. These Frenchies only had ARL 44 and B1 heavy tanks, as well as their FT and H35 tanks, which were decently armored but were extremely slow, and these were easy targets for the German war machines. The AMX came around the train station to make a run for the outskirts, but as it did, it came face to face with a ramming Maus. 189 tons of pure German design drove over and flattened the lightly armored, oscillating turret designed Frenchie like a pancake.

Tourettes guy: You're a big ass waste of SHIT!!

The Maus's turret turned a full 180 degrees back to the flattened AMX 13 90, staring at it in a glorious manner...

Grievous: Our goal is almost complete!...They flee the inevitability of their destruction, turning tails to escape our wrath!...By the dawn of tomorrow, all who stand before us...SHALL BE ERADICATED!!

Francis: Oh my god! I hate small towns!!

Scout: Oh yeah, we got em, WE GOT EM!

Battle Droid: We've got this one everyone!

Tourettes guy: SHUT UP!!! *Throws a 128mm shell at the droid, making a crashing sound*...

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Location: British base at Westfield

As the invasion of German war machines continues to spread across the world, with all nations falling before their epic armoured battalions, the crew of the FV215b was getting paranoid. Grievous is leading a charge of might and steel, crushing absolutely everything and leaving no survivors in their wake. Murovanka, Redshire, Windstorm city, Malinovka, Komarin and even the Seigfriend line, once taken over by the US using some of their top war machines such as the T95 Heavy Assault Tank Destroyer and T57 Heavies, has now been retaken again by Grievous's army. The T95 and the T57s were supposedly lost in combat to the deadly Waffentrager E100.

Stewie was pacing around in fear, sweating from the top of his head and screaming out the...pretty damn obvious. Nefarious too joined in the cry baby's club

Stewie: THAT'S IT, WE'RE DONE FOR! GAME OVER MAN! GAME OVER!! WE'RE SCREWED!!

Nefarious: THIS ISN'T WHAT I WANTED OUT OF THIS!! I WANTED TO BUILD WAR MACHINES, NOT BE KILLED BY THEM!!

Stewie: HUG ME MAN!! *Hugs Nefarious tightly*

Nefarious: *Cries whilst hugging Stewie*

Cell walked by them in absolute disgust....

Cell: You pathetic imbeciles! All is not lost yet. Yes, they are using some of the most powerful vehicles that have ever been rolled out of a factory but they are certainly NOT invincible...

Arbiter was sitting on the FV's track guards, like a UNSC Marine does on a Scorpion tank, and consoling himself of the situation. The German war machines have obviously outnumbered the other factions in terms of them being individual, along with the fact they are outgunned 3 to 1 due to their technological superiority...

Cell: If there's one massive flaw in the Super Heavy Tank design theory, its this: They CANNOT take on multiple tanks at once! They are slow to react, no matter how much horsepower is inside the engine they still cannot react fast enough to vehicles that are designed to wolf pack! Such as the Soviet's T-34s and T-54s, the Jap's STB-1s and Chi-Nus, the Frenchie's BatChats and ELC AMX's all that crap!

Crypto: What about the Heavies and Tank Destroyers? They can't be fast enough to scream around the hulls of E100s and a Maus! Also, you failed to mention that ALL OF THOSE FACTIONS ARE OUR ENEMIES!...Excluding the Yanks of course...

Cell: THEN WE RALLY THEM YOU FOOL!! Call upon whatever is left of their forces and bring them here for a final stand. We have to lure in the lure in all their Supers and destroy them with everything we got. If we destroy the Maus at the very least, I'm sure most of them would be high tailing it out of here...

Crypto: The wise words of Cell has come to fruition once more! Unfortunately, you missed out on something else in there...they have: Panzers, Panthers of both types, Tigers, King Tigers, Jagdtigers, Jagdpanthers, *jumps off the FV from the top of the turret and onto the ground* the list goes on you bloody Mr Sandman singing Insectoid freak!

Cell: What on Earth are you talking about?!

Crypto: *pulls out a recorder* This was taken whilst you were cleaning the gun today, *Clicks it*

Cell on recorder: Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung! Mr Sandmaaaaaaaaaaaaaan...Bring me a dream...make him the cutest, that I've ever seeeeeeeen....Give him two lips, like roses and cloveeeeeeeeeerrrrr....Then tell him that his lonesome nights...are...over.......

Crypto: *clicks it again*

Cell: *Growls in frustration, walking over to a nearby radio station*

Arbiter was still in the midst of thought, but was suddenly intruppted as Cynder climbed out of the command hatch of their vehicle. He served his head around to look at her.

Cynder: Well the gun breach is fixed, the only thing that's not been fixed is the fragmentation damage that happened when the shell hit us *lays her belly on the metal turret, looking down at Thel* Are we...gonna be ok?

Arbiter:....*sighs and draws his hands over his face* I don't know...besides the FV, all we have is a few Conquerors, Centurions, Cromwells, and some Cruiser light and Infantry heavy tanks...its not going to be enough to hold of their advance here...

Cynder: Well...as Cell said, couldn't we unite the factions that's been decimated so far?

Arbiter: It's possible, but don't forget...these other factions...we've been fighting them for some time...I'm pretty sure there's no way to heal those kind of wounds with just a talk over the radio...

Cynder: If you use the right words...there's a small chance that they'll comply...don't forget, they're getting desperate just as much as we are....

Arbiter: I don't know...

Cynder: Thel...*stands up and jumps down to the track guards next to the Arbiter* We need to contact the other factions...Grievous will tear us all to pieces if we don't get them on our side...

Arbiter: And you think I don't know that?...*sighs and pushes himself off the tank* I may have some idea of who to call first...the US groups shall surely come to aid our cause...I suspect the Japanese ones will...but the French, the Soviets and the Chinese are going to be very optimistic about it...

Cynder: Then you have to reveal to them how far this is going to get...they won't just stop at the territorial expansions...he wants us dead!...Grievous wants us ALL DEAD!...So unless they want to suffer the same fate, they'll unite with us no matter what...we have to at least try...

Arbiter: *Looks away from her and sighs once more...but as he looked back to the dragoness, he nodded his head, looking over to Cell, Nefarious, Stewie and Crypto* Everyone!!...

They all turned around to where the voice came from, with Stewie wiping away tears.

Arbiter: Cell...I want you to get on comms to the Chinese tank drivers...make sure they bring as many Type 59s and WZ-120s with all their best surviving crews

Cell: Hmmm....?

Arbiter: Crypto! Contact the French. Tell them to bring their best Autoloaders possible!

Crypto: Uhhhh...Yes sir?

Arbiter: *looks to Stewie and Nefarious* Nef, I'm trusting you to negotiate with the Soviets and see if they can bring their last IS-7s and Object 268s, we're gonna need those to delay Grievous's Supers! Stewie, get onto it with the Americans and tell them to bring their best Artillery, and whatever else they have left in their arsenal.

Nefarious: Unngggg...of course I get the Vodka drinking squishees!!

Stewie: Alright, fine, I'll get right onto that...

But as Stewie turned around, he looked up to see a few British tank crewman, from a Centurion 7/1.

British Commander: Excuse me mate! *Looks back to the other 2 of his crew* Lets go shopping lads! *they all nod and he looked back at Stewie* Can you give us some money?

Stewie: Umm...no?

British Gunner: *To the left of the commander* Where's my bloody benefits check?!

British Driver: *Who looked almost like a masked SAS soldier* I WANT DRUGS!!

British Commander: WE NEED MONEY, MONEEEEEEEEEY~

Stewie: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

British crew:..................................................

British Commander: Hell no! *looks to his crew* Make to the shops lads!

The Centurion crew immediately got back to their Centurion and drove out of the Garage, driving quickly to village up hill.

Stewie: Ha..Ha...Ha...*sighs* what a fucking dick...

Arbiter: GET A MOVE ON! ALL OF YOU!! *As he watched them all go to nearby radios, he looked down at Cynder and pointed to the one inside the tank* I need you to contact the Japs and tell them to bring as many STBs and Type 61s over here. They're main base is in near Mount Fujiama, a so called hidden village...they're gonna take forever to get here but once they do, we may just have a chance against the Super Heavies....

Cynder: You got it Thel...let's hope for the best...

*Insert this unknown titled music from Mass Effect 2's soundtrack www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOHnHW… *

The confident FV215b commander watched her crawl and slither into the command hatch and back into their FV215b, smirking at the dragoness. Along with her, Thel spotted the rest of the crew working on their talks with the other nation's radiomen, speaking about their situations and what must be done in order to be victorious against this invincible might of steel destruction. He then walked outside of the factory towards the opening in the Westfield mountain range, where Grievous's army is bound to come from...and came upon his face was a determined look, knowing they were coming...and coming in strong force...

At the same time, An epically large force of German tanks including all 6 Super Tanks, 2 Waffens, 2 E100s, the Jagdpanzer E100 and the Maus, along with many Panzer 4s, Panthers, Panther 2s, Jagdtigers, Jagdpanthers, Tiger 1s and Tiger 2s. The Tourettes guy made the same stern look as Thel did...

(GODDAMMIT! I wished I could fit in the actual final battle, buuuuuuuuuut this was just becoming too long...so a 4th part will have to be made!...if you guys got this far, congrats lol thanks for reading!)

Description
(WARNING: There's a lot of cursing and somewhat stereotypical parts in this, plus some might be offended by the content in here...don't say i didn't warn you guys)

*A day after Grievous's inspection of the German Super Tanks as his disposal...*

Location: Prokhorovka, 83 miles south of Kursk

A large force of Soviet tanks patrolled their territory near the village and the fields on both sides of a rail way line, a force of T-34s, T-34-85s, KV-1s, KV-2s and even the almighty IS and IS-3 heavy tanks. This land was theirs, no matter who would try to attack them...

However, with a new foe on the horizon...all that, and the rest of the terrirtories under the command of different nations...was about to change...

On top of a large hill near the train tracks, which had been carrying more T-34 medium tanks on its freight cars, a small light tank (T-26 Soviet light tank) kept a look out on the hill for any unexpected visitors...

Russian Driver: Dis is sooooo FUCKING BORING!! I'm sitting here, IN THE DRIVER'S SEAT, WATCHING GRASS GROW HERE!!

Russian Commander: Ehhhhh shut up Zelinski before I take this bottle of vodka and shove it up your ass! We're the only ones that stand between whatever facist or capitlist pig attackers that come running up dis hill and our glorious Communist battalion down there.

Russian Driver: Oh yeah because they are so glorious carrying ammunition for our stronk tanks...what fucking bullshit...and what do you do huh? Look outside and say "OHHH!! ENEMY TANK!! SHOOT IT, SHOOT IT BEFORE IT SHOOTS BACK!!", really...Dat is what you sound like!...

Russian Commander: *Throws the bottle out of the hatch and onto the grass outside* Dat's some real bulshovik and you know that! I not only command, but I shoot, load the gun AND use the radio! ALL YOU DO IS DRIVE AROUND TRYING TO GET US KILLED!!

Russian Driver: OK DAT'S IT!! *Jumps up and started throwing punches at his commander in a fit of absolute rage*

All in the meantime, just on the crest of the hill, out of the sighting of the Soviet armoured war machines...A large column of German tanks, nearly 50 of them ranging in different lights, mediums, heavies and Tank destroyers. Stugs, Panzer 4s, Panthers and Tigers...and even the newest war machine in this...terrifying army lead by the Supreme Commander...the Jagdpanzer-E100...

And in command of this Death Star like tanks is one of the most famous commanders of all time...

Shepard: I'm Commander Shepard! And this is my favourite tank in the game! *he wore a helmet similar to what to average WW2 German soldier worn, but the rest of his getup was his Cerberus military clothing*

Shepard: *Turns on comms that he wore in his ear* Joker!...Attack them with everything we got!

Joker: Roger that Commander...

Shepard: *Points out to the Medic (TF2) who was controlling the gun of the Jagdpanzer's mighty 17cm cannon* Doctor, stay focused!

Battle Droid: Freaking Medic...*controlling the radio to the rest of their forces*

Medic: *Also wearing the same helmet. To this point, all of Grievous's lackeys were wearing those helmets with their original uniforms on* Jawhol! (Yes sir)

Sniper: *From TF2* I hate Russkis...*Loading the shells with the Collectors and Battle Droids*

Shepard: *Turns around toward Jensen from Deus Ex* Jensen!

Jensen: *Turns his head around as Shepard placed his right hand on Jensen's left shoulder*

Shepard:...We'll bang ok?

*Beautiful love music plays...until it's cut off by Jensen's next words*

Jensen: I never asked for this...

Battle Droid: *Pressing buttons and controlling the targeting system of the Jagdanzer...Also wearing that helmet* That was a pretty good try at least

Collector: *Next to him on the same control console...immediately turns to the Battle Droid and punched his head off*

Battle Droid: AHHH!! *Head and body falls to floor*

Collector: *Shakes head in annoyance*

In the meantime, as this menacing force crests the horizon...2 Tiger Is caught glimpse of a rocking and shaking T-26, which was apparantel cursing all sorts of Russian language...

Both Tigers turned their turrets towards each other, with the Collector gunners shrugging their shoulders and just...turned their sights back to the T-26 and fired, setting its fuel tanks alight and burning the crew alive as they still fought each other...

Shepard: ATTACK!!

With that command, all the German tanks crested the hill entirely and drove down towards the Soviet battalion with guns firing every time they were reloaded, with the exception of the Jagpanzer-E100, which sat on the hill and prepared to fire its gun at one of the IS-3 heavy tanks.

Shepard: FIRE THE MAIN GUN!

An entire Death star like sequence starts happening, with one of the droids pulling down a lever on its console to activate the firing mechanics, whilst Medic pressed a single button to direct full aim at the Soviet designed heavy tank. The first Collector that killed his droid companion turned around and tried to make a thumbs up...but...he was confused of how to properly do one...

In any case, Medic smirked as he fired the Jagdpanzer-E100's gun, making the loudest sound possibly ever heard from a Tank Destroyer's gun, its shell speeding right towards the completely unaware IS-3, who was busy dealing with 2 Panzer IVs and a Panther. As the incrediably large shell penetrated just between the turret and the hull, it smashed right into a whole of HE shells, causing a large ammo rack explosion and sending the turret flying. Under the turret, holding on for dear life as it was set off into the air, was a familiar face from a familiar Abridged series...

Mr Popo: I AM SOOOOOOOO FUCKING HIGH RIGHT NOW!!

The overwhelming German tanks became an unstoppable force that the Russian tanks could not handle. They were too few in numbers, too unorganized, completely unprepared for such an invasion! As the T-34s were massacred in the small town by Panthers and Tigers, overwhelmed by their superior weapons, the heavy tanks started falling back over the ridgeline behind the train tracks. Along with their T-34s, the train itself was being torn apart by the Jagpanzer-E100's massive gun, sending the freight trucks falling on their left sides and sliding down the incline.

From the sky, there were tons of smoke stacks from the burning wreckages of the fallen Soviet steel war machines. Something of this scale has never been done before, even by German standards. Most Tank battles have always been small to fairly large skirmishes with each other, battling for control of different territories...however...this wasn't a simple land grab...this was a full scale assault. The IS-3s and IS's, along with whatever was left of the KV-1s and KV-2s, were retreating across the large fields with guns pointing towards the 2 large openings on the ridgeline, where they were most likely to bring their Heavies and Mediums to bear.

Soviet Tank Battalion Commander: *In an IS-3* "Dis a retreat order to all Soviet forces in the Prokhorovka region, Large columns of German armor has blitzkrieged our position from the West and is overwhelming us with extreme force! I repeat, all Soviet forces in the Prokhorovka region are ordered to retreat to the Severogorsk mountain range! Dis is not a drill! I repeat, DIS IS NOT A DRILL!!" as soon as the order was given to all Soviet vehicles to retreat from one of their most prized territories, Panthers, Tigers and King Tigers drove over the large incline, busting through the wreckages of the train and relentlessly pursuing their uncoordinated and paralyzed enemies, firing on the move with their much more accurate and precise guns.

In the Jagdpanzer-E100, a celebration of great victory was in order...

Medic: JA!! VICTORY!!! *Pops streamers*

Shepard: Ah, just what I need, *Drinks up a purplish/pink alcoholic beverage*...DAMN IT! *Gets under the gun's command console and barfs*

Collector: *Immediately gets up in a state of disgust, making irritated and annoyed clicks and shrieks*

Jensen: *Turns away from the celebrations* I never asked for this....

Battle Droid: OH YEAHHHH!! *Slams down a can of Bonk* Take that ya losers-*Celebrations immediately stop with the sound of General Grievous's voice on the radio*

Grievous: SHUT UP, ALL OF YOU!!

*Suddenly, everyone just stopped partying and stuffing around, the entire Jag E100 crew staring right at the Battle Droid's radio console. Commander Shepard immediately got up, still having a little bit of his vomit on his mouth and immediately wiping it away. As soon as possible, he pushed the Droid right out of the way to talk to Grievous*

Battle Droid: SONUVA-*Crashes into boxes and shells*

Shepard: Sorry sir, we've just cleared our demanded sector and are ready for the next attack.

Grievous: Gooooooood...So far so good then...As of right now, all armoured divisions are throwing our enemies into dissarray. By the end of this week, I expect total control of all the territories and complete annihilation of all enemy forces. Everyone will beg for new leadership...Resistance is but a futile task...

Shepard: *Looks over to Medic, who shrugs in silence*

Grievous: Your next orders in this glorious campaign is-*immediately cut off by a crew member of his*

Tourettes guy: FUCKING SHUT OFF THAT SHIT!

Sherpard: *Looks at the rest of his crew in shock*

Tourettes guy: FUCKING COCK-SUCKING SHIT TECHNOLOGY, LET'S JUST GET A MOVE ON YOU SLOW PIECE OF SHIT!!

Grievous:............Just move your forces deeper into enemy territory...they'll get desperate sooner or later...that is if they can rally fast enough...*evil mechanical laughter*

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*Hellmarch starts to play*

Across all the territories, the battle that was started and won in Prokhorovka has set off a chain reaction to most of the other territories, controlled by the forces of American, French, Japanese, Chinese, Soviet and some British controlled areas. The tanks in their respective factions had no hope against the onslaught of these monstrous German killing machines.

At Fisherman's bay, controlled by the American vehicles, was the next to be attacked. This time, Grievous's Maus was the flag Super Tank with near dozens of Panzers, Panthers and Panther 2s, combined with Shepard's reunited Jagdpanzer E100. They crossed the fields with another blitz like move, with the smaller tanks going first going through a small village that lead towards the heavily controlled American town, using M4 Shermans, Hellcats and even their Heavy tank, however only produced in small numbers, T29s to hold off what is ultimately their inevitable end.

Grievous: CRUSH THEM! KILL THEM ALL!! *Clenches right fist tightly*

Scout: This thing is SLOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOW!! *Drinks some Bonk* *controlling the radio*

Francis: Great, more brainless morons...*driving the Maus towards the town*

Tourettes guy: JUST SHUT THE FUCK UP A-*Suddenly, a lot 105 howitzer shells from the M4 Shermans hit the front of the Maus's turret. Whilst it caused almost no effect to the actual state of the tank, some compartments inside, like boxes and rubbish, fell on top of the Tourettes guy* HOLYYYYY FUUUUUUUCK!! *A command console falls on top of him also* SHITFUCK!!

Collectors: *Goes to help him up*

Tourettes guy: MOTHERFUCKER!!

Asides from the issues inside the Maus, the Americans were completely taken by surprise about how coordinated the German attack was! The Panzers, Panther 1s and 2s split off from the village into smaller groups, and surrounded the town, whilst the Maus and Jagdpanzer E100 assaulted the centre. The Americans, unlike the Soviets before them, were very defensive this time in firing lines, but they were still not equipped for the attack! M4s, Hellcats and T29s were no match for these superior assault tanks. The Mediums broke through the left and right flanks, firing accurately and quickly at some Hellcats and M4s, with some inaccurate and ineffective return fire from the Americans.

The Maus and Jagdpanzer E100 were taking heavy fire from the T29 heavies that were stationed in-between buildings to create a fire line/roadblock, but were shrugging off every shot possible.

Tourettes guy: *Points at the enemy ahead* YOU GUYS ARE FUCKED!!

Jagdpanzer E100 instantly fired its gun at a T29, hitting it in the side and completely knocking out 1 of 3 T29s.

Grievous: FIRE!!!

Maus fires its 128mm gun at the engine compartment of the T29 to their right, setting it ablaze and killing all the crew inside. The roadblock losing its complete effectiveness, caused the last remaining T29 pushed itself out of the block and backed away from the Super Heavy Tanks, only to back up against the lake, surrounded by Panthers and Panzers, and in front of them was the 2 Super Heavy tanks...

American Commander: Well this sucks...

Grievous: MWA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!! FINISH THEM!! *Points towards the T29*

Battle Droid: *gets its shoulder touched by Tourettes guy* Huh?? What?

Tourettes guy: Hey you, do me a favour....*Points to Francis* Go touch his dick!

Battle Droid: WHAT?? NO!

Francis: WHAT?!?!?

Tourettes guy: Fuck you kid you're a dick!

The Maus suddenly starts pushing the T29 into the lake behind it, without even using much effort due to its 180 ton weight. The large turreted American Heavy is then sunk to the bottom, and with water quickly seeping in, along with immense screaming heard from inside...its obvious that the crew was certainly doomed...

Grievous: BWAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!! BAAAA HA HA HA HA HA HA!!!

On Airfield, the exact same thing was happening to the British. Immense numbers of German tanks swarmed the airfield, destroying the smaller WW2 British Crusaders, Cromwells and Comets. Tiger 1S and Tiger 2s led this charge, driving over a bunch of sandbag walls near the airstrip and crushing all that stood before them. The surviving Brits were inside a hanger, cornered and pinned to the wall as the 2 King Tigers drove in...and behind them was the 3rd Super Tank, the Waffentrager E100, aiming at the last 3 Crusaders. Outside the hanger, explosions were heard hinting the WT executing the Poms...

On Dragon's Ridge, in the Mountanous Chinese terrain, the 2 E100 Super Heavies drover up to a cliffside with 2 Jagdtigers on each of their side. Lowering their guns towards a Chinese tank camp filled with WZ-120 Mediums and WZ-111-1/4 Heavy Tanks, the 111 being the same tank Arby and Cyn's FV215b had trouble with, and fired High Explosive shells towards the China-men. 15cm and 128mm shells pounded the unprepared Asian tanks into the ground. Of course, when the Chinese started to retaliate by firing their guns towards the German monsters, it was almost no use at this point. The Chinese tracks were weak, and they were destroyed when these HE shells exploded next to them. It only took minutes for the E100s and the Jagdtigers to smash the camp into nothing but scarred Earth.

In the town of Himmelsdorf, a French AMX 13 90 light tank was escaping the carnage of the city through the train track area, after watching all its French brethren fell quickly to the lightning blitzkrieg of Panzers and Tank Destroyers, such as the Panzer 4s and the Jagpanthers. These Frenchies only had ARL 44 and B1 heavy tanks, as well as their FT and H35 tanks, which were decently armored but were extremely slow, and these were easy targets for the German war machines. The AMX came around the train station to make a run for the outskirts, but as it did, it came face to face with a ramming Maus. 189 tons of pure German design drove over and flattened the lightly armored, oscillating turret designed Frenchie like a pancake.

Tourettes guy: You're a big ass waste of SHIT!!

The Maus's turret turned a full 180 degrees back to the flattened AMX 13 90, staring at it in a glorious manner...

Grievous: Our goal is almost complete!...They flee the inevitability of their destruction, turning tails to escape our wrath!...By the dawn of tomorrow, all who stand before us...SHALL BE ERADICATED!!

Francis: Oh my god! I hate small towns!!

Scout: Oh yeah, we got em, WE GOT EM!

Battle Droid: We've got this one everyone!

Tourettes guy: SHUT UP!!! *Throws a 128mm shell at the droid, making a crashing sound*...

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Location: British base at Westfield

As the invasion of German war machines continues to spread across the world, with all nations falling before their epic armoured battalions, the crew of the FV215b was getting paranoid. Grievous is leading a charge of might and steel, crushing absolutely everything and leaving no survivors in their wake. Murovanka, Redshire, Windstorm city, Malinovka, Komarin and even the Seigfriend line, once taken over by the US using some of their top war machines such as the T95 Heavy Assault Tank Destroyer and T57 Heavies, has now been retaken again by Grievous's army. The T95 and the T57s were supposedly lost in combat to the deadly Waffentrager E100.

Stewie was pacing around in fear, sweating from the top of his head and screaming out the...pretty damn obvious. Nefarious too joined in the cry baby's club

Stewie: THAT'S IT, WE'RE DONE FOR! GAME OVER MAN! GAME OVER!! WE'RE SCREWED!!

Nefarious: THIS ISN'T WHAT I WANTED OUT OF THIS!! I WANTED TO BUILD WAR MACHINES, NOT BE KILLED BY THEM!!

Stewie: HUG ME MAN!! *Hugs Nefarious tightly*

Nefarious: *Cries whilst hugging Stewie*

Cell walked by them in absolute disgust....

Cell: You pathetic imbeciles! All is not lost yet. Yes, they are using some of the most powerful vehicles that have ever been rolled out of a factory but they are certainly NOT invincible...

Arbiter was sitting on the FV's track guards, like a UNSC Marine does on a Scorpion tank, and consoling himself of the situation. The German war machines have obviously outnumbered the other factions in terms of them being individual, along with the fact they are outgunned 3 to 1 due to their technological superiority...

Cell: If there's one massive flaw in the Super Heavy Tank design theory, its this: They CANNOT take on multiple tanks at once! They are slow to react, no matter how much horsepower is inside the engine they still cannot react fast enough to vehicles that are designed to wolf pack! Such as the Soviet's T-34s and T-54s, the Jap's STB-1s and Chi-Nus, the Frenchie's BatChats and ELC AMX's all that crap!

Crypto: What about the Heavies and Tank Destroyers? They can't be fast enough to scream around the hulls of E100s and a Maus! Also, you failed to mention that ALL OF THOSE FACTIONS ARE OUR ENEMIES!...Excluding the Yanks of course...

Cell: THEN WE RALLY THEM YOU FOOL!! Call upon whatever is left of their forces and bring them here for a final stand. We have to lure in the lure in all their Supers and destroy them with everything we got. If we destroy the Maus at the very least, I'm sure most of them would be high tailing it out of here...

Crypto: The wise words of Cell has come to fruition once more! Unfortunately, you missed out on something else in there...they have: Panzers, Panthers of both types, Tigers, King Tigers, Jagdtigers, Jagdpanthers, *jumps off the FV from the top of the turret and onto the ground* the list goes on you bloody Mr Sandman singing Insectoid freak!

Cell: What on Earth are you talking about?!

Crypto: *pulls out a recorder* This was taken whilst you were cleaning the gun today, *Clicks it*

Cell on recorder: Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung Bung! Mr Sandmaaaaaaaaaaaaaan...Bring me a dream...make him the cutest, that I've ever seeeeeeeen....Give him two lips, like roses and cloveeeeeeeeeerrrrr....Then tell him that his lonesome nights...are...over.......

Crypto: *clicks it again*

Cell: *Growls in frustration, walking over to a nearby radio station*

Arbiter was still in the midst of thought, but was suddenly intruppted as Cynder climbed out of the command hatch of their vehicle. He served his head around to look at her.

Cynder: Well the gun breach is fixed, the only thing that's not been fixed is the fragmentation damage that happened when the shell hit us *lays her belly on the metal turret, looking down at Thel* Are we...gonna be ok?

Arbiter:....*sighs and draws his hands over his face* I don't know...besides the FV, all we have is a few Conquerors, Centurions, Cromwells, and some Cruiser light and Infantry heavy tanks...its not going to be enough to hold of their advance here...

Cynder: Well...as Cell said, couldn't we unite the factions that's been decimated so far?

Arbiter: It's possible, but don't forget...these other factions...we've been fighting them for some time...I'm pretty sure there's no way to heal those kind of wounds with just a talk over the radio...

Cynder: If you use the right words...there's a small chance that they'll comply...don't forget, they're getting desperate just as much as we are....

Arbiter: I don't know...

Cynder: Thel...*stands up and jumps down to the track guards next to the Arbiter* We need to contact the other factions...Grievous will tear us all to pieces if we don't get them on our side...

Arbiter: And you think I don't know that?...*sighs and pushes himself off the tank* I may have some idea of who to call first...the US groups shall surely come to aid our cause...I suspect the Japanese ones will...but the French, the Soviets and the Chinese are going to be very optimistic about it...

Cynder: Then you have to reveal to them how far this is going to get...they won't just stop at the territorial expansions...he wants us dead!...Grievous wants us ALL DEAD!...So unless they want to suffer the same fate, they'll unite with us no matter what...we have to at least try...

Arbiter: *Looks away from her and sighs once more...but as he looked back to the dragoness, he nodded his head, looking over to Cell, Nefarious, Stewie and Crypto* Everyone!!...

They all turned around to where the voice came from, with Stewie wiping away tears.

Arbiter: Cell...I want you to get on comms to the Chinese tank drivers...make sure they bring as many Type 59s and WZ-120s with all their best surviving crews

Cell: Hmmm....?

Arbiter: Crypto! Contact the French. Tell them to bring their best Autoloaders possible!

Crypto: Uhhhh...Yes sir?

Arbiter: *looks to Stewie and Nefarious* Nef, I'm trusting you to negotiate with the Soviets and see if they can bring their last IS-7s and Object 268s, we're gonna need those to delay Grievous's Supers! Stewie, get onto it with the Americans and tell them to bring their best Artillery, and whatever else they have left in their arsenal.

Nefarious: Unngggg...of course I get the Vodka drinking squishees!!

Stewie: Alright, fine, I'll get right onto that...

But as Stewie turned around, he looked up to see a few British tank crewman, from a Centurion 7/1.

British Commander: Excuse me mate! *Looks back to the other 2 of his crew* Lets go shopping lads! *they all nod and he looked back at Stewie* Can you give us some money?

Stewie: Umm...no?

British Gunner: *To the left of the commander* Where's my bloody benefits check?!

British Driver: *Who looked almost like a masked SAS soldier* I WANT DRUGS!!

British Commander: WE NEED MONEY, MONEEEEEEEEEY~

Stewie: SHUT THE FUCK UP!!

British crew:..................................................

British Commander: Hell no! *looks to his crew* Make to the shops lads!

The Centurion crew immediately got back to their Centurion and drove out of the Garage, driving quickly to village up hill.

Stewie: Ha..Ha...Ha...*sighs* what a fucking dick...

Arbiter: GET A MOVE ON! ALL OF YOU!! *As he watched them all go to nearby radios, he looked down at Cynder and pointed to the one inside the tank* I need you to contact the Japs and tell them to bring as many STBs and Type 61s over here. They're main base is in near Mount Fujiama, a so called hidden village...they're gonna take forever to get here but once they do, we may just have a chance against the Super Heavies....

Cynder: You got it Thel...let's hope for the best...

*Insert this unknown titled music from Mass Effect 2's soundtrack www.youtube.com/watch?v=sOHnHW… *

The confident FV215b commander watched her crawl and slither into the command hatch and back into their FV215b, smirking at the dragoness. Along with her, Thel spotted the rest of the crew working on their talks with the other nation's radiomen, speaking about their situations and what must be done in order to be victorious against this invincible might of steel destruction. He then walked outside of the factory towards the opening in the Westfield mountain range, where Grievous's army is bound to come from...and came upon his face was a determined look, knowing they were coming...and coming in strong force...

At the same time, An epically large force of German tanks including all 6 Super Tanks, 2 Waffens, 2 E100s, the Jagdpanzer E100 and the Maus, along with many Panzer 4s, Panthers, Panther 2s, Jagdtigers, Jagdpanthers, Tiger 1s and Tiger 2s. The Tourettes guy made the same stern look as Thel did...

(GODDAMMIT! I wished I could fit in the actual final battle, buuuuuuuuuut this was just becoming too long...so a 4th part will have to be made!...if you guys got this far, congrats lol thanks for reading!)