Drops the HE round on the floor
ITT: we operate a tank
Fucking kek
>starts filling the barrel with own shit
>AAAAAAAAAHHHHH
Sorry, I'm a European. I'm not allowed to drive anything remotely close to this emission class; my people would kill me.
I could come up with some design suggestions. I know a little bit about feng shui. Don't laugh, a fresh coat of paint and some nicer colours can do wonders for the morale. Also: you let it get all muddy. The enemy will think less of us.
Ramp the fucker!
you stupid fuck!
I shat myself soz.
OK guys, GUYS!
We've got to stop.
I've run over a bottle and the track's flat.
Kevin, you brought the spare, right?
Fucksake, it's a battlefield, not a trash heap. Who leaves bottles just lying around like that? Kevin? I'm looking at you, Kevin. We've talked about this.