>It's been hours sense the last engagement
>After falling back from Coburg the company set up with other NATO units along a bridge
>It's one of the few bridges still standing heading into Nuremberg, and you've been told multiple Soviet Battalions were heading that way
> You and Lemar sit in your fighting hole tensely
> Half of the platoons vehicles are now the older M113s, die to high losses of Bradleys that the factories back home can't keep up with
> "Shit with the amount of vehicles we and the ruskies are loosing soon we're going to be being hauled around by horses like dem old days" Lemar says while shaking his head at one of the old APCs
"You could say that again, word is the Russians are throwing more T-62s and 55s at us now. But then again We've been seeing more Pattons" you reply
>You conversation ends with the whistling of artillery
>through the carnage and noise you hear "GAS GAS GAS"
>You and Lemar quickly don your masks, having put on your MOPP suits earlier.
>You grow hotter by the minute, as the protective suit does little against heat
>The bombardment lets up and the air fills with the sound of friendly artillery repsonding
"Shit this must be it, those shells are landing way too close to be counter battery" you say, commenting on the volume of the shells landing
>"Ah fuck..." Lemar says as the clouds of dust and smoke from the artillery disappear, giving you two the full view of a massive formation of soviet armor and BTRs
>The Armored units along the river defense and ATGM teams open up, trying to take out as many as they can
>Soviet vehicles return fire, and the world turns quickly back into that hell you often know
>through the ground fire you spot a Soviet tank platoon get lit up by cannon fire hitting them in the side and top, putting all four of them out of action
>Then you hear it, the sound that sends shivers down everyone's back
>BRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRRT
>You look up and see a pair of A-10s flying off, being followed by ground fire trying to swat them from the sky
> the battle rages on, you and lemar like the rest of the infantry try to pick off Soviet infantry that have disembarked their vehicles while Dragon teams engage any vehicle that dares get within its range
>While the fire increases from both sides, the opposite bank of the river littered with destroyed vehicles, many BTRs are now crossing the river amphibiously
>Many soldiers who's holes are close enough fire on these vehicles with LAWs or similar AT weapons as they cross, but they soon run out of launchers
>You and Lemar throw grenades down the river bank and fire at any figure you see coming up from the river that looks Russian
>"Yo! I'm low on Ammo, we gotta move back" Lemar yells to you
"Same here! I'll go first, you cover me" you yell back
>"Got it!"
>You exit your fighting hole and look towards the river bank
>There kneeling by one of his deads comrades is a Soviet soldier
>Time slows down, you see every detail of his face
>The pain, the tears flowing down them, the youth
>The last thing you see is this young soldier lifting his rifle in your direction
>and then black