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BACKGROUND:
A few months ago, Masspwnage released its new drone battle tank, the DT114. It is one of the most fearsome weapons ever used in MT warfare.

Standing 25 feet high, and armed with twin railguns, twin miniguns, and a SAM launcher for use against aircraft, it can safely take on most enemies. It is fully self-righting, and can jump 16 metres into the air (However, its weight can drive its feet fully 3 metres into the the ground, so god know what it could land on.

More information here: http://forums2.jolt.co.uk/showthread.php?t=382646&highlight=t114

(NOTE: MP is post modern, hence the advanced weapons systems etc. I am MT and slightly pre-modern tech.)

Socialist Serbia purchaced one such tank, (after removing all ammunition, of course.) for display in the war museum of our nations capital, Montigrad. However a group of capitalist terrorists, funded by an unknown nations government, plan to re-arm and make use of the DT114 in a planned military coup. Millions have been spent learning all that can be known about the device, and purchacing the sufficient ammuntion for it.


Montigrad war museum, 2 AM

Sergei sat back on his chair, the leather squeaking uncomfortably under his uniform. He paused for a quick look around the weaponry around him. Tanks left odd shadows on the floor, machineguns leaving even stranger patterns.
Satisfied, Sergei picked up his newspaper, and began to read. He was suprised when, a few minutes later, a "tic" sounded, and a 9mm bullet burrowed through the sports section and into his torso.

"Clear."
"Move out."
Thud.
Four figures slunk by, dragging two large crates. They stopped by the DT-114, and left. Ten minutes later, they returned with two more crates. They repeated the process three times, on the last round also dragging a stepladder. A crowbar was produced, and a crate broken open. The four men dragged a large metal rod out, and began loading it into the machine.

It went on for forty minutes, as they loaded the machine. When they finished, one of them pulled a bundle of wires and a laptop out of his coat. He attached the wires to the main AI board, and opened his laptop.

Command: Exedir$
...
Control: router 15#
...
targetarmed
..
VOXlogin:
armed
..
Power ON
...
exedir$ BEGIN funtion 1#

The DT114 suddenly heaved, standing tall. Its "cockpit" (for want of a better word) Swung around to face the terrorrists, its top scraping the ceiling.

"What the hells it doing?"
"Relax, its just part of the code. It's looking for an order from us." He cleared his throat. "Turn 90 degrees."

Power ON:
command router not connecting: insufficient space.
Connecting to masspwnage base command...
connection failed.
attempt 2#...
Connection failed.

TARGET...
exedir$
Target ARMED.
THREAT level...
2
RESPOND.

The DT-114 raised its railguns, facing the four men.

"Uh... this is not supposed to happen.."
The brighter of the four began the back away.
"Hang on, maybe somethings wrong with the router..."
The machines miniguns began to spin.
"RUN!"

Pillitric and Chernov was doing his rounds on Reform St. when the DT114 broke free.
Thud, Thud, THUD, THUD
"You hear that?"
"Yep..."
There was a scream before the DT114 marched around the corner, its feet making potholes in the tarmac.
"Hey, thats the DT114 from the museum!"
"Nothing a well placed bullet won't solve." Chernov muttered, pulling up his Gewehr rifle.
"What? That things worth two hundred million roubles!"
"Shut up." Hissed Chernov, before firing.

TARGET
...
OUCH
...
Threat level..
2
RESPOND

The machine raised its miniguns, but the two policemen had already fled.

ooc: I'll just assumed they armed the tank. And it's 25 meters high with legs fully extended.

The T-114, if it was human, would have snarled. But it had no mouth so it didn't.

Prompt:/XRAYVISION/State: ON

The T114 found its targets...

PROMPT//:OPTIONS: 1.)PURSUE, 2.)IGNORE, 3.)FIND SOURCE

SELECT OPTION 3.)FIND SOURCE

TERMINATE SOURCE OF THREAT LEVEL 2. FIRING RAILGUNS AT METRO POLICE STATION. FIRED RAILGUNS 1 AND 2. TARGET NEUTRALIZED.

At the Metro Police Station

The Night Sergeant, Domovov was busy playing solitaire, it was a boring night. Well up until a desperate radio call went out.

"TANK! TANK! IT'S LOOSE!"

"What the fu-"
The words never got out of Domovov's mouth, 2 railgun slugs, moving in excess of mach 12 slammed into the police station, the resulting shockwaves in the wake of the slugs carrying away much of the structure and shredding human bodies like cheese.

Back to the T114

PROMPT//: PURSUE TARGETS, THREAT LEVEL 2

The T114 forced its way through an apartment building, then went after the policemen.

Meanwhile in the People's Republic of MassPwnage Central Military Computer Core.

DurandalX: Communication: DT-114 #4503 FAILED

Attempting to locate: DT-114 #4503 FAILED

The People's Republic has just lost contact with the tank. Damn.

]Military Base, just outside the city[/B]

"Sir?"
"Shut up, this is important." The colonel didn't look up from his newspaper.
"Um. So's this, sir." The man sighed.
"Fine, corporal, you have my utmost attention."
"Well, remember that DT114 we purchaced a few months back?"
"Yes."
"Remember those terrorists we apprehended a while ago?"
"Yes."
"Remember that the police station on Reynold st.?
"Y-" the truth dawned on him. "Oh, shit. Its free?"
"Yes, sir, and very dangerous."
"Fetch Major Chernov, corporal."
"Of course, sir." The man hurried from the room.

The colonel picked up the phone.
"Prepare Zenhja amour platoon. And get in contact with any nation that can help us. If this things what the specs say, it'll take more than T113s and T-36s to bring it down. Thank you."

Prompt//: SITUATIONAL ANALYSIS: TOO FAR INTO ENEMY TERRITORY.

The tank suddenly stopped chasing the policemen.

PROMPT//: OPITONS 1.)FLEE 2.)SHOOT WAY OUT 3.)COMMIT AS MUCH DESTRUCTION AS POSSIBLE UNTIL DESTROYED OR UNTIL FURTHER ORDERS ARE GIVEN. 4.)SELF DESTRUCT. SELECTING OPTION 3.)...

This took less than a millisecond. Another half second later and the tank's miniguns popped out.

PROMPT//:TARGETING COMPUTER READOUT: 26,442* POTENTIAL HOSTILES LOCATED WITHIN 1 SQUARE MILE. THREAT LEVEL 1 FOR THE MOST PART. TAKE NO RISKS. FIRING ALL WEAPONS SYSTEMS.

The tank began firing, it's infrared sensors easily finding sleeping people and it's 30mm DU rounds easily puncturing walls, doors and windows. People were killed as they slept, people were killed as they tried to take cover, people were killed as they attempt to flee their houses. The tank began to hurl blocks of C4 from its chassis (powered by compressed helium) to blow up natural gas lines to start fires and firing its railguns to blow out the foundations of buildings, then minigunning and C4'ing the rubble to kill any survivors inside.

Destruction? As total as the tank could make it. The targeting systems wouldn't settle for anything less than dead or at least permanently maimed and it was done with a creepy efficiency that no human could duplicate.

*In an urban area, 26,000 people square mile seems realistic. New York is 80,000 per square mile, while Hong Kong is a whopping 500,000. Assume I broke into an upper or middle class area or something.

The T-36s and T-113s set off. Having examined machine specs, they knew to split into groups of five rather than group together as they approached.

Thirty Minutes Later

"This is Zenhja 1. We have visual contact with target. Roman, prepare the charges on main, we'll try to get him in. Zenhja out."

The four T113-A tanks turned the corner, to see the machine disentangling itself from what remained of an office block.

"FIRE HE!"

The four 25mm HE cannons pounded back into the turrets, engulfing the entire street in smoke and flame. The rounds explosive charge smashed against the armour plating, and through the smoke the cockpit turned to the tanks.

"FIRE TOW!"

Four TOW missiles screamed down the street, before smashing into the DT114. It staggered slightly backwards.

"Zhenhja one! RETREAT!"

The four tanks roared, attempting to lead the thing into the engineers trap. Three managed the corner, but the last was less lucky. The machine launched one of its railguns at the escaping vehicle, smashing the chassis, killing the crew.

ooc: I'm leaving tommorow btw.

The DT-114 kicked up chunks of concrete from the wreckage to disperse the shaped charges in the HEAT rounds and TOW missles.

PROMPT//: DAMAGE SURVEY: LEG PLATING, NEGLIGIBLE DAMAGE. LEG SERVOS #1, #2, MINOR OVERHEATING, RESTING TO ALLOW DISPERSION OF HEAT.

The tank crouched down into a hunched position and diverted a bit of liquid helium from its reactors to cool off the joint, which moved at several thousand miles per hour in order to disperse the missles and guns of the T113s

PROMPT//:/XRAYVISION/TARGETING COMPUTER: DETECTING PREVIOUS THREATS MOVING TOWARDS MAIN STREET. POTENTIAL TRAP DETECTED. OPTIONS: 1.) DUE TO IMMOBILITY, REMOVE TRAP BEFORE MOVING AGAIN. SELECTED OPTION 1.). FIRING RAILGUNS 1 and 2.

The 2 railguns slugs slammed through what remained of a high priced apartment building, right towards the engineers on Main Street.

ooc: Serbia, your post, and if any nation has seen this on the news, say so right now.