I started here with Isida-Wasp as well, but changed to Twins-Viking upon seeing the 5 Twins-Mammoth that went to defend.

This took an awful long time. I started with Isida-Wasp, and ended up also using Twins-Viking, Twins-Wasp, Thunder-Dictator, Smoky-Wasp, and Railgun-Wasp (not in that particular order) before finishing at an attempt to tide over the boredom of staying in the same battle for so long. This account won 20k from Spot the Difference that day as well, so it was rather lucrative for it that day.

I was imbued with bewilderment in light of the poignant event that took place. I had been deprived of my companion's presence which compelled my crystal colour tears to spill out my bloodshot eyes, to the extent it was comparable to a gushing waterfall. I heard a discordant cry; with no scepticism, I expeditiously concluded that it was none other than the awful shrieks of my apprehended companion. I didn't want to comprehend the type of agony Boris was experiencing purely for the purpose of obtaining information. Our own offence made a hasty withdrawal, given that it was slashed in half; it was the worst-case scenario but, to our misfortune, it was simultaneously the frightful reality – the opposition was dominating the showdown. Completely instilled with anguish, I haltingly approached the rear of the moderately sized bunker that Boris was confined to. It was rather unstable and reaching the state of dilapidation as a result of the monstrosity that took place. I was barely able to peek through the abundantly daubed window to discover Boris disposed of on the floor, in searing pain, left to perish. It was heartening to know he was still conscious, however. I went back around to the entrance and slowly opened the copper coloured door, with my trusty assault rifle only to be in the presence of two hirsute goons. “Halt! State your being here!” they shouted in unison. “I am here for the purpose of seeing off our little friend here,” I responded, in a profound attempt to be deemed as one of them. “Right then; we've been expecting you, si-” the sinistral goon acknowledged. “Please proceed,” the dextral goon interrupted. His bulbous arms opened the door and both of them relocated to their respective sides of the miniscule room, as if I were some sort of seniority. Upon going straight past the goons, of who possessed a grotesque odour, the door was instantaneously shut. I had done it – I had gotten myself in; however, that was only the beginning in regards to recovering my comrade. I dashed down the narrow hallway, only to crash into an obsidian door shrouded by the darkness. It had a detrimental effect on my venture to remain inconspicuous. The echo of the crash continuously reverberating was certainly an accomplice to me potentially being found out. I swiftly opened the door, and pointed my assault rifle in all directions. “You...you came back for me,” Boris gently said, with a discerning sense of soreness in his voice. “Of course,” I then responded sympathetically. I proceeded to assist Boris in a way that I could get him back to base no more scathed than he already was. “Come on; let-,” I hurriedly said. “Freeze! Do not move a muscle!” interrupted an enemy that emerged from the shadows. I grabbed my assault rifle with my free hand, and went to pull the trigger, with the conclusion being no effect at all. It had been relieved of all its ammunition in the previous events; this meant Boris and I were defenseless. I had no choice but to heed his demands and step down. I left Boris on the somber floor beside me. “Looks like I got two for the price of one,” the enemy then said accompanied by a grin that mocked us. He reached for the nearest chair and slammed it down parallel to my viewpoint. “Sit,” he said bluntly. At this point, all hope was lost. I followed his instructions and took a seat. He tied my hands with a decrepit rope. “I don't know anything,” I said in a futile attempt to salvage a shot at redemption. “If that's the case, then you're pretty fruitless to me, correct?” the enemy then responded. He suddenly came toward me. “What are you going to do wi-” I tried to say with a sense of fearlessness in my voice. However, before I could finish my sentence, I was heavily swung by a large piece of wood. I was fluctuating in and out of consciousness. Boris was right where I left him, incapable of any movement. With both of us incapacitated, God knows what it would require to escape this...

Went into a battle I didn't even recognise as a NS battle until I tried to press 3 only for nothing to happen. Freeze is still a turret I'll be using very often, on the basis of this battle. Kill stealing can get rather annoying, but in my case, with every weapon, kill stealing is an annoying thing; something I'll get past, I imagine.

In this case, speed = less HP; although he should really be more specific.

30 HP? I see. Therefore, I see M1-A2's point.

Hmm - do you have any idea of Hunter's HP max MU'ed? I'm measuring the significance of the difference between Hunter and Viking to see if your point is understandable.

I really care. However, it's not the same circumstances.

That's dependent on what the Tanki Online Marketing Team do. It's fair to say sales do occur at least relatively frequently though, so it might be wise to save up, and try your luck - it may very well be on something you want.

Elaborate

This is false.

In addition to what was said before, it sounds like you're going to go M1 until Brigadier. I question if that's lucrative on your part given it's a kit that's leaving soon.

The crystals that you save up could be used to buy a myriad of M2s at a sale.

"He's a freak of nature! Not a freak of nature that can't speak!"

At the moment, nothing more than a 50% will do for M1-M3; there's the possibility I could be waiting until December...

What about it?

I don't think he's even used M2 Hunter...

And on what basis is that? You do realise they did 13% the year before, just specifically on M3s. There may be some sort of twist where, for example, we get something 66% off, but the default sale is 13%.

You can do that with your Shaft M2. In the meantime, I'll keep saving for M3 Smoky.

Not 50% - more likely to be 13% or something.

I've MU'ed my Shaft once in a single parameter. If I wasn't so preoccupied with obtaining more and more M3 turrets, I'd MU it more.

They should pay you for your observing skills. Unlucky.

You've certainly got it now. Congratulations in advance.