Thread: Confidence in Command (Devlishangel and Alan23}

As she was sitting on the sandy Road, crying she suddenly heard a Vehicle coming close. She was too Late to realize what happened. As she tried to See what was going on through her tears she could only See the huge tank that Drove in her Direction. She couldn't Even find the Time and the Courage to Get up from the Road, she was like a deere standing in the Big headlights of a Truck. The only thought that crossed her mind was 'now they kill me..' Than suddenly somebody jumped on her, a Heavy Body Pressing her to the ground as something exploded. The next Moment she was carried away from Strong hands hiding with her rescuer behind a wall she looked who the hell did Save her....it was him...how did he manage that? She was too shocked to say something in the next Second, her ears hurting from the explosion. She looked at herself, than again to him...she realized he did Save her life. She yelled at him and than he Save her life? She thought it could only be an automatical reaction because of his military Background and because he is a man...she just Nodded at his words. She could only mumble y..you saved m..my life...why? I am useless... Tears Running again from her eyes. She felt so alone, so misunderstood in this war...why did her father exposed her like this...she was the One they made Fun of from the beginning...and now she was here all alone,with a man that made Fun of her...she would bet he wouldn't Save her again the next Time... Alan23 said He could see that she was losing it. Losing what little self confidence she'd started out with. He guessed he didn't blame her. She'd been defeated in battle, and then come close to breaking down in front of her troops. And then, who knew how long they'd stay free, here in territory controlled by the enemy. He moved towards her, not sure what he was going to do, how he was going to react... And then something he saw from the corner of his eye pushed everything else out of his mind. It came over the horizon, the turret appearing first, then the hull. A dark gray hulk, clanking and whirring, the unmistakable sound of the diesel engine of a tank. He guessed it was a lone straggler, maybe having broken down and needed repair, for he didn't expect any enemy tanks, especially a heavy one, in this area. The hatch was fastened down, so there was the chance they hadn't seen them yet. Had they been alert, they might have been able to find cover, but with Captain McCoy crouched down and crying, she was in no state to react quickly. Then he saw it was too late. The turret of the gun was swiveling towards her. There was only one chance. And it needed split-second timing. He sprinted towards the huge vehicle, from one side to avoid the machine gun in the hull, pulling a grenade from his belt and taking out the pin as he did so. Once the pin was out, he had eight seconds before the small bomb would explode. He had to get this just right. He scrambled up onto the tank's hull, and shinned along the large cannon, rolled the grenade into it, then dived clear. He charged at the Captain, flinging himself on top of her. He was just in time before the grenade exploded inside the tank. The explosion was muffled, made almost silent by the thick walls of the vehicle, but the effect could not be doubted. The tank flared up, on fire, and it was obvious the crew had no chance to escape. But he knew the ammunition inside would go up in an even bigger explosion, a chain reaction. Bits of metal landed around them, and he felt a burning at his back as something hit. Luckily it hadn't done any damage to him, but it was agony. He picked up the captain, ignoring any protest she might make, and desperately carried her away from the vehicle. He was just in time to get her behind a thick wall, before the tank went up in a massive conflagration. Shh, shh, pretty one, he whispered in her ear, all thoughts of addressing her by her proper military title shelved, for he knew she needed soothing. It's OK, now. we're safe. It was a strange situation. He'd fought for her, saved her life, and taken out a heavy tank single handed. In a normal battle he'd receive a high ranking medal for it. But he wondered how she'd react, to the fact he'd unceremoniously hurt her dignity by carrying her as if she were a child! Click to expand...