War Thunder (Bt-7/T-26)

Story by AdmiralStarNight
Technology is great. Sometimes you get so invested that you forget there is a real world out there.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~’We have suffered a defeat….’The male announcer voice mocked me as I sat back in my chair and rubbed my forehead. That was two losses and one win. Between them, only 3 kills, 2 enemy kill assists and 25 hits.

The problem was most likely that I was being placed in matches where people had level two tanks against my, currently, all level one tanks.

It wasn’t all THAT bad. My reserve tanks, the easily killed Russian T-26, now had an expert crew and was considered an ‘ace’ by game standards. My other favorite, the very fast BT-7, had just finished getting all enhancements it could get.

I still had a while before I got a level two tank, and even longer after that for the fabled KV-1 which could rule a capture point with an iron fist.

I yawn and go to play another match.

As the match starts and I spawn I roll my tank, the BT-7 out of the clusterfuck of the spawn point and towards the capture point.

Then everything changed.
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I don’t know how long I was out but when I awake I find myself staring up at a hangar with USSR flags hanging from the beams. I look up at the aircraft, a Yer-2 I believe, and get up. I don’t see any crews, but the sun is shining bright in the sky.

I walk out, dusting dirt off my shirt and suddenly jump at the sound of what could only be a tank.

“Do not be alarmed Comrade,” A soft Russian voice said and i turn to look at whoever spoke. It was a BT-7, rolling forward, his eyes soft. I noted on the left side of his turret he had a white lightning mark and I swallow.

I must be IN WarThunder.

“You are the Controller, correct?” The tank asks as he stops in front of me. “The one who is called StarNight?”

I nod, wondering how I got in here.

“I can tell what you are thinking. You got here via a strange happening. We were in a match, rolling down a steep hill when I glitch exited the match, your power must of blinked, and then you suddenly are here.” He made a motion with a tendril around him. “I do not understand, but it must correlate.”

“So you’re alive too?” I ask and the tank gives his equivalent of a nod.

“Yes. It is a bit boring when you are not around, just sitting around with the other tanks and aircraft talking, occasionally doing some races or exercises until you log back on.” The BT-7 replied.

“Wow.” I said, looking back at the BT-7. “Do you like your decals, it’s not much but…”

“Oh I love it, subtle.” He said with an engine purr, turning his turret so she could see the red plane heart on the back of his turret.

I smile and walk over, scrambling up onto the front of the tank and a tendril wrapped around an arm to keep me steady as I stood, running a hand along the barrel. “You have a name?”

The BT-7 was about to reply when suddenly something rammed into to the BT-7 and I stumbled back, caught by another pair of different tendrils.

“His name is Comet,”

I look back at the T-26 who drags me closer to his face.

“But never mind him I’m Rev.” He said in a very seductive tone of voice, combined with the Russian accent I swallowed and blushed.

“Rev, you stop that! She’s the Controller.” Comet argued, using one of his ‘hands’ to smack the T-26 tank around me.

“Oh even better.” Rev said. I could practically hear him grin as he backs up slightly, running a tendril up one of my legs causing me to blush even harder.

“Rev I swear to God if you don’t stop…”

“Stop right there Comrade! You do not believe in God, remember?” He teased and Comet rolled forward, staring threateningly down his barrel at the small tank and Rev just slipped his manipulator hand between my legs and gave a rub to which I moaned. “See, she likes it.”

Comet immediately steals me away from the smaller tank and sits me on top the turret. I look down, a bit disappointed at being taken away from Rev, but I don’t argue.

“Look here you little bucket of bolts I swear, you better treat her with respect and…”

I tune out the rant as I slip down in front of him and began to run gently the plating and soon the Comet’s rants trailed off as he began to pant.

Rev grinned. “You like that Comet?” He questioned rolling close enough they touched and one of his ‘hands’ came up to help and guide me towards the right spot to rub and the second my hands began to pet the area Comet gasp.

“Damnit Rev!” Comet growled as I saw his penis appear, hard and dripping. The BT-7 back lowered his barrel just enough to hit the barrel of Rev to which the T-26 backed up with a small huff and groan of his engine.

While Comet was distracted I lean forward and take the tip of him into my mouth, running my hands down his hard length and Comet settled back on his tracks with a moan. I grin up at the tank before continuing what I was doing running my hands up and down him while my mouth sucked as much of the tank as possible. I take a glance over at Rev, who stroked his own hardness as he watched me suck off the BT-7. I pause for a slight moment, keeping eye contact with the T-26 as I run my tongue slowly from base to tip and Rev gave a huff at the sight, already stroking himself faster

“You do not have to do this…” the BT-7 said.

“But I like doing it.” I say. Alpha never cared. In fact he seemed a bit disappointed that he couldn’t have been there when I had told him about the time with Wisconsin. The living machines seemed to be more sexually active, maybe because they spent most of their time sitting still letting other control them. Right now it didn’t matter, these tanks never had any attention beside each other, anyways, and at the moment these two were her favorite tanks.

It didn’t take long before Comet came, I tasted it, noting it tasted a bit more ‘machiney’ that an aircraft. Given the ‘age’ of the tanks this wasn’t surprising and he was soon followed by his fellow T-26. The two seemed content as I get up and flick some of the come off me. “You have a hose lying around? I’ll clean you off and get all this off me.” I said with a grin and BT-7 seemed to ‘blush’ a bit.

“Yeah, over here.” A MiG-3-15, painted all green with red stars on his wings rolled forward with the end of the hose, handing it to me with a smile. I turn the nozzle on to full blast and turn it on Rev so quickly he makes a noise of surprise and steals the hose away and sprays me down until I’m soaking wet. Rev grinned and turned to look at his BT-7 companion who immediately realizing what was going to happen made a grab for the hose.

I was able to grab it first and I turned the water on Comet who tries to block with little success. He steals the hose, first spraying down Rev then me with a grumble of dissatisfaction at his wet state before he dragged the hose back to the side of the hangar.

Rev and me were still laughing about it and I shake myself like a wet dog. As I look up more tanks were beginning to gather around, a mix of German and Russian tanks while the aircraft beginning to appear in the sky were all different countries. I smile, walking up to the MiG to give him a pat on the nose before moving on to say hello to the American Buffalo which had nudged his way close to me.
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I sit up with a gasp at my computer, rubbing my head as it throbbed from a headache. My computer had restarted and as I watch the loading screen give way to the desktop I sit back, wondering if it was all just a dream. I yawn as all the programs load up and I glance at the time. It was 7 in the evening, I had some time to go play some more WarThunder.

I click the icon and press ‘play’, putting on the speakers so I could hear the heroic music as it logged in.

Nothing looked different, it had loaded up the last set of vehicles I had used, the Russian tanks and just as I go to press play…

“StarNight?”

I was so startled I gasp and look back at the tank I currently had selected, my BT-7. The ever rotating view of the tank had stopped, instead the BT-7 looked out at me through the screen with a smile.

“Its me Comet. Glad you can hear my voice.”

“Can you hear mine?” I ask and Comet gave a small nod.

“I can.” He looks over to the play button. “Another match?”

“For the glory of Mother Russia?” I joke and Comet grins as Rev the T-26 inches onto the screen and waves hello.

“For the glory of our homeland Comrades!” Rev said with a thick Russian accent, reaching a manipulator hand over to the button and pressing it to my surprise. “See you in battle StarNight!” He said as the home screen faded to be replaced with the starting battle screen. I select my BT-7 first and as we spawn, before I even push the W key Comet leaps forward to clear the spawn point and I grin, taking control of his movements to swing him towards the farthest capture point.

I have to admit, I think as I turn Comet’s turret towards an enemy and we one shot it to its death, the WarThuder developers did an amazing job with this game.

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Kabak
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Kabak
6 years ago

Well, Gingy wrote something about Maus 😀
https://titanatelier.com//stories/the-mighty-maus-ham-side-story/

Douglas
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Douglas
6 years ago

sweet, I don’t have the maus yet on wt, but I do on WOT Xbox ver.

oshit
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oshit
6 years ago

yo douglas i have the is 2 and t95 XD

Douglas
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Douglas
6 years ago

I put a comment a moth or so ago about the lack of love for the MAUS, I haven’t seen any art or stories about her anywhere. I don’t know were the comment was posted I forgot. And good news sometime this month ill be going to the Air museum in Dayton OH in about a month. Looking forward to it.

Douglas
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Douglas
6 years ago

WT For the win, my favorite Russian early tank was the bt-7 as well. Now I’m up to the kv2 and kv1s. Not bad, just got to watch out for those pesky 88 German Halftracks as always.

oshit
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oshit
6 years ago

yo wt is my fav game love the story keep up the good work 🙂 XD

AdmiralStarNight
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AdmiralStarNight
9 years ago

If there is one thing it is that I am FULL of surprises!

Hey Gingyflame! Thanks for your interest in my story, i love gaming especially WT so why not right a story!

Gingyflame
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9 years ago

Holy shit I’m not the only one that dreams of entering the game world! And holy shit I’ve missed some shit! Well now I know I’ve got more stuff to read.