Ghosts Vs Aliens: The age of Extinction It was a sunny usual day in the Tanki Way Galaxy, young privates busy polishing their tracks, having their morning power-ups 'drugs'. Then gold boxes started appearing on various maps. But before anyone could grab these boxes, the message appeared-"The Ghost has tank the gold box". It became a huge mystery world wide. A few days passed by withing anything interesting and gradually the tankers forgot about the accident. Life went back to normal, The 26th issue of the tanki newspaper, the rusty barrels and everything usual.Then one day the virtual skies of every map turned RED. Dark anti-crystal boxes started raining. Any tank that dared to move was turned to ashes. There was terror and many maps crumbled like paper into giant black holes. Large Tank-flies appeared on the remaining maps. What were they? Extra-Terrestrial-Tanks! They were equipped with queer weapons. Paints that absorbed energy, Chemical Gas Weapons that melted the whole tank away, mines that could kill every tank on the map, Wrap Drive engines that could jump from map to map, some indescribable things which gave frights and haunted tank dreams. Only they knew what else they had up their sleeves. When the developers went to talk in peace, it was clear that they didn't want peace. They ate the developers and sent the tank tracks back as a sign of "The Extinction of Tankanity". First they sent toys, we had a hard time but managed to survive. Then they sent Light tanks which reduced our numbers to half, we still held. But then they sent the Gladiator, armed in his bloody turret mask, brutal singularity(gravitational) flank and anti matter mines. The lubricant of thousands of innocent tanks was marking the path of its tracks on the ground. Then as a sign of war he shot into the sky a huge volley of nukes. At the sight of his fury, many privates left their posts and ran into their garages. But even before they went inside, they turned into molten metal. Then he roared his engines and filled the air with fear. Even the Clan leaders stood helpless watching young tanks melt. But suddenly something strange happen. The Gladiator as if he had seen a ghost, went wild and leaked fuel on spot. The Tanks world wide then got the answer to "The Ghost has tank the gold box" mystery. A Shadow of a rusted German Panzer, charging a solar beam, on top of a broken lighthouse. The old tank fired the beam on the Gladiator but he used wrap drive to flee. Then the shadow too melted away. Researches world wide started searching for answers. A myth, a rural legend. According to that myth, Millions of centuries ago there existed a highly advanced civilization. But because of conflicts they split into two. One group took to the skies and swore to return only to destroy the terrestrial race. The terrestrials too prepared for war. They slept for ages to fight when the enemy returned. Now when the fliers came back the whole army will awake and the battle will raze for centuries. The dark crystal boxes already took the crystals of thousand innocent tanks and yet didn't stop. A small task force of the best Tommandos was sent to steal tech from both sides. On its way to the ship of the crusaders, the Alpha squad encountered a patrol Howitzer. The brutal gun was standing near a pile of turrets. It aimed at them, hit the Battalion Commander and reduced him to a pile of pixels. A brave Captain uncovered his bayonet and drove right into the beast. The beast charged Life - Drain gun...... The end of Chapter one. Want to find out what happen next? Did he kill the Howitzer or Did he end up as a "Tasty Snack"? Find out what happen to the Brave Captain in Chapter two. Stay tuned for Chapter two.