Boys und Panzer - Chapter 2Chapter 2Boys und Panzer - Chapter 2 by ~lifeofthe6
Needless to say, after that, a few things changed. My victory in the skirmish was displayed on the large monitor at the testing grounds, in full view of the few dozen who remained into the early hours of the night to see how everything turned out. Word spread about my performance and in a few days I was a school-wide celebrity. Argent Young was the first and only boy in Universal Academy’s history to join the sensha-do team as a commander. As congratulations for joining the team, as well as for being lucky enough to defeat her, Lorraine granted me permission to choose my very own tank from our armory. I chose the T-34 I used in the skirmish, modified to become a T-34-85, the alteration being a gift from the team’s maintenance squad.
Weeks passed, and I regularly trained with my tank and crew. It was my temporary crew, though—Megan and I shared her squad until more recruits could be found. I got to be friends with the
Boys und Panzer - Chapter 1The Pershing lurched forward, jolting the crew and me inside. The crew was ready for it, though. They had ridden in this tank several times. It was a surprise to me, though, because I immediately pulled back the lever to stop the tank because I worried that something may have been wrong.Boys und Panzer - Chapter 1 by ~lifeofthe6
“Why’d you stop?” Megan asked with a smirk, knowing full well that the boy at the wheel was in over his head.
“I-It’s nothing,” I replied, “I just got a little surprised at the beginning—that’s all.” To spare myself any more humiliation, I decided it was best to hunker down and get driving.
Lorraine must have intended to place me in a difficult position from the start. A relatively advanced tank like this wasn’t exactly what new tankers trained in; certainly not from the driving position, at that. I had a spot of difficulty with turning into the first clearing, but that was to be expected. If I remembered correctly, American tanks
Boys und Panzer - PreludeBoys und PanzerBoys und Panzer - Prelude by ~lifeofthe6
"Remember when tank driving was a thing for guys?" I asked suddenly while watching the world championship of sensha-do on television with my best friend. He looked at me with a bewildered face and replied, "No." His continued stare meant he was asking for an explanation for the out-of-the-blue question.
"Dude, men built tanks. Men fought wars with tanks. Somewhere along the line the world flipped its lid and decided these 50 ton hunks of metal were better off operated by chicks," I gestured to the television contemptibly just as the crew of a destroyed Jagd Panther climbed out of their vehicle. The camera angle provided the audience with an impromptu view up the loader's skirt. My friend chuckled,
"You say that like it's a bad thing."
"It's not a bad thing," I defended myself, "I'm just saying that as cool as it is to watch girls blow each other up, I wouldn't mind getting a little piece of the action myself." A short sil