I noticed during the course of the battle that the 3rd SS Leiberstandarte was getting it's ass handed to them. Being a hard charging TXer and former tank commander, I jumped in to lend a hand:

Here I'm getting nasty as I wanna be, spraying hot lead over onto the shattered remenants of the Soviet 5th Guards division defending the low water crossing. Look at those guns rock!

Oh crap, it's getting hot in here. With guns dry, I pull the lever to eject. "Get clear Red 5, you can't do any more good back there" the wingman tank calls over the radio. "Sorry!" I say as I peel out of there.

The concussion from this shot darn near killed me (and I must admit I think I peed myself, but just a little). My ears are still ringing from the blast but good news is that Fritz, Otto, Wilhelm, Karl and Franz all made it out of their disabled Panther alive. Worst part about this is that I had to ride in the truck back to base with them arguing who's fault it was that their tank got TKO'd.

Fortuntately my quick and decisive ground action turned the tide of the battle and the Soviets were forced to withdraw due to heavy casualties, mostly from 13 and 20mm fire. S~~
TX-ZenBlack 6