"Hey general!", Said Rich.

"Hmf, what is is now Rich?", said Lapiz, getting up from his cot, then seeing Rich in his face, "You know you don't need to yell if I'm THIS close?", he then said after rubbing his eyes.

"I found some Cake!"

"Hmm cake? I doubt that, that too expencive, especially out here"

Then Rich stuffs some into Lapiz's face. Then finally realizing, that doing stuff like that to a high commanding officer with a high temper was a bad idea, he runs for his dear life, hoping to not get punched, or even worse; shot in the foot.

"RICH! COME BACK HERE!", Lapiz yelled in anger.

"NOPE!!", Rich yelled back.

Some of the campers had woken up to see the show, apparently they find the general being angry very amusing sometimes.

When Lapiz had caught up to him, he threw his Lugar(German WWII Pistol) at Rich's head.

*WHACK!*

Rich fell face first onto the snowy ground with a *Thud*.

"Ow. Yeah I guess deserved that.", Whimpered Rich.

"HECK YEAH YOU DID!", Yelled Lapiz as he attempted to wipe the sticky dessert off his face, but with luck not on his side, he only smeared it around. "Look at this, you got my uniform a mess". He flicked some at Rich's cheek, then went to retrieve his Lugar.

More of their yelling had woken up more campers, and soon there was a few laughing out loud.

Rich got up and rubbed his cheek, then the whole camp experienced an all-too-familiar ear piercing sound.

*PTOW!!*

The explosion made the laugher fall dead into the pit of silence. A few campers freaked out and swung around, aiming an invisible rifle at nothing.

"Crap", Whispered Lapiz.

"Everyone get up! The Allied Forces are here!" yelled Rich.

*PTOW!!*

As the second boom was heard, Lapiz jumped up to the Tiger II's turret, not even bothering to close the hatch. He grabbed a random shell, loaded it, and fired straight ahead, hoping to scare the American Tank.

*BOOMF!!*

The booming stopped, and by that time everyone was out of their tents as quickly as a Quail being chased by a pack of starving Coyotes.

"W-what happened?", asked a private ranked engineer.

"I swear if this was a prank pulled off by one of you...", Lapiz shouted, pointing his finger at the formation of soldiers. He then turned his back to all of the soldiers and vehicles, "I will be taking 10 promotions worth off your rank, understand!", He finished yelling even louder, hoping that if there really was an American Tank, his loud shouting would hopefully scare it into thinking that there was a large group of infantry. Even though there was a large group of infantry, the rescued men didn't stand a chance against even a single Light Tank.

"G-G-Gen-Gen-eral?", Asked a terrified militiamen, giving a shaky salute.

"Y-Y-Yes?", Responded Lapiz, mocking the private soldier.

"I-I saw a-a", The terrified soldier started.

"Look just say it already ok, were all freezing out here!!", Interrupted Lapiz.

"JUMBO!!", yelled Rich

"Dude shut up, you're not fooling anyone, plus you didn't let him finish", Scolded Lapiz. He didn't trust that Rich was telling the truth, he stopped believing him for awhile after that incident with the cake.

*PTOW!!*

Lapiz then quickly turns around to see a American M4A3E2 Jumbo Heavy Tank roll down the slope the Germans were camping behind.

"Everyone to their positions!", Lapiz commanded

Most of the tank crews started running top speed towards their tanks, while the crew of the Pak 44 started setting up, "Load the APCR shell!", then gunner yelled at the loader of the Pak 44 Anti-Tank Cannon.

*PTOW!!*

Most of the other militiamen soldiers started to scatter, they were trained to do so if they had encountered a Tank and they weren't prepared to fight, so that they might confuse it. Though that was the only advantage they had: To confuse it.

As the Heavy Tank fired a HE (High Explosive) shell from it 75mm M3 Cannon at the troops, 3 men were killed unfortunately.

One of the freaked out militiamen started running into a random tent.

"NO! We must fight, its just ONE Heavy Tank", Lapiz scolded as he lunged for the soldier and grabbed him by the collar of his dirty uniform.

*PTCLANG!!*

The Anti-Tank Crew had fired the Pak 44s big, 128mm Anti-Tank Cannon, At the American Heavy Tank. The tank then stopped moving.

Lapiz could only assume that either the crew was dead, or the tank had a engine leak which caused it to stop working, "See that wasn't so ba-", Lapiz was cut off by the sudden force of an invisible impact, everyone was hit.

Lapiz woke up and found himself sitting in the loader's seat of the Tiger II, "Ow, what happened?"

"Keep it down General", Rich hissed in a whispering voice.

"What happened?, whispered Lapiz, listening to Rich. He rubbed his head.

"I don't exactly know, but I think we're in a land of colors, possibly the west side of Russia or something. I've heard weird things about that side of the country, and this is most certainly weird", stated Rich.

"Where's the rest of my men?", Lapiz asked.

"There all here but they need your help again", Answered Rich.

"What is it this time?", asked Lapiz with a grumpy tone.

"Get out of the tank and that'll explain everything", Answered Rich, and sure enough they needed help; Most of them were in tangled up tents, some were unconscious, while some were hurt and couldn't move. The rest of the men that were capable of moving, and had no injuries, were walking around and trying to help others, like a good soldier. A good soldier never leaves a man behind. Whenever one of the troops got a "Good Job" from General Lapiz, it was a sign of gratitude, it was something they cherished and bragged about. That's maybe the reason some of the troops are helping out the unconscious and wounded men, for satisfaction.

"Ouch", said Lapiz as he did a fake flinch at the scene.

"Yeah, I know right?", said Rich.

"Why didn't you help them while I was knocked out? You're second in command and you didn't give them directions while I was out? Why do we need to keep quiet?", scolded Lapiz with a whisper.

"Awaiting orders, you haven't been knocked out that long,", Rich said with a salute, " And we have to keep quiet because we have no idea where the heck we are. Who knows, this could be enemy territory?"

Lapiz nodded then looked around and the realized something that was missing in the scene "Where's the tanks!?", asked Lapiz in a worried whisper.

"There behind us, we hid them because you don't allow us to use them in combat without you", Rich started.

"Except when we're in a situation where I'm not here to command you, that's another reason I have a second in command", scolded Lapiz.

"Sorry sir, I forgot about that", Rich said in a apologetic tone ,"Be glad that I'm your driver. who knows who could've stolen them".

"Be glad that I would have done the same thing to the tanks, or else you would've probably been punched for making large decisions without me", mumbled Lapiz in a serious, angry tone.

Rich slaps his hand on his face, realizing that he had forgotten the rules again, and the punishments. He never forgets them, that's one of the reasons he's second in command. So how did he forget in the first place? Must've been the invisible impact.

"Tell all tank crews to get inside their tanks, and to check for any damage before we leave", started Lapiz, "Also tell everyone else to stay alert and all ears, like you said, we don't know what could be out here. Oh, and Rich?".

"Yeah?", Rich answered.

"Can you please help the stuck soldiers?", Asked Lapiz.

" *SIGH* Yes sir", Rich gave a salute, and ran off to help the other soldiers.

Author's Note

you see? it SUCKS!

if you want me to continue, then be my guest to tell me.

now if you wanna add yourself to my story, then tell me, i'm allowing it with open arms, but as a person, not a pony... yet

now if you're curious on what rank Lapiz is, he's a Two Star General"