Grot Tank: Tanker Zotz

Rumbling through the terrain and grumbling as he went he would look left then right through his goggle's he looted off a poor sap of a humie. looking over his little crew with a sneer.

" oi, oi d'e bozz wantz us et d'e flank!' kicking down to the driver as he gets the bucket of bolt's rolling and up over an edge in the terrain as they sped forward.

Slowly after a time they roll into some low ruin's of some humie tower, able to squeeze through slowly nearing the sound's of battle. The gretchin's and grots chittered but their tanker boss shushs them iddling it's makeshift engine as he peer's through the slot. There, right there for his beady little eye's to see was the back of a humie tank, plasma firing forth as it tried to beat a slow retreat.

Zotz slowly took aim, praying to gork and mork for stealth and to aim true as he pull's the lever. At first nothing, then the slow hum then roar of the cannon engine as it built up power and spark and with a ZAP! Fire's off its load. making the small tank buck as the lightning round flew forth and struck it dead on with a roarous explosion.

With a cheer and a cackle the grot's took pleasure at the sight, before scrambling to the control's as they beat a quick hasty retreat through their lil entrance of a tunnel before the other tank nearby got an aim on their position.