Can we post multiple entries? Like, for different subjects such as 1 turret guide as well as a guide on defense?

Tanki Story by benjiblob part 4 this is Boris’ POV Part 4: The Escape I led Nikolai very far from the battlegrounds. I led him past the dead bodies, the burning and burnt buildings. I hope all our spies escaped from them. Anyways, right in the middle of God-knows-where Berlin, I ceased to put one foot in front of the other. I mean, we did have to stop at some point, and we were certainly quite under cover here in this alleyway. The building on the right was built so that the middle was dented, sort of. We would be out of view from both ends of the block. We lingered in the area, trying to figure out if it was a good choice of a place to pick for staying overnight. We concluded that the place was as good as any other. “I’ll take the first watch.” Nikolai pronounced to me. That obviously implied that he was nowhere near the point where he would trust me again. But I was much too fatigued to argue. I stayed awake for virtually the whole night. Well, maybe not, but it certainly seemed so. I reflected on what I had done in the past few hours. Why had I lost my mind? I was so gullible. I was being a coward, not standing up to those evil Germans. It was the total opposite of Nikolai. I betrayed him in the worst time possible-- when he had already fought so hard, so valiantly for us. And I turned against him! But somehow, he is trying to help me again, helping me to be like him. The kind of guy who will never panic, who thinks things through. I would have no right to blame him if he never forgives me. * * * 11:44 pm I woke, shivering. It was nearly pitch-black. I tried to see through the darkness, looking for Nikolai. My first attempt at it was successful: There he was, fast asleep, about 4 feet to the left. I moved myself being oh so cautious, listening for any movement other than me. In what seemed to be about 2 years, I completed the task of crawling over to him. There was a note under his head. It was folded up into perfect eighths. Now, oblivious to anything but this mysterious note, I opened it up as a little child would a present. It was in Morse code. Fortunately, I was able to interpret it since all of us are required to memorize the Morse code system. In normal english, it offered this message to us: I am getting you at noon to take you out of here. Stay exactly in your current location. Those were probably the easiest instructions anyone would ever have to follow. There was no secret message you would see when holding under a light at a certain angle. It seemed too good to be true. * * * Morning eventually came, and so I woke up Nikolai. I told him of my shenanigans from the past night, and asked if he could recall anything. “Well, I remember closing my eyes because I was so dreary all of a sudden. But if someone put me to sleep using some medicine, he couldn’t have been bad because he didn’t physically hurt us.” “What about poison?” I inquired. “Well, do you remember what he did to you?” “I was already asleep.” “Then I guess we’ll have to find out.” I smiled. It was quite clear that he was able to trust me again, hopefully once-and-for-all. So, we sat there until the sun was at it’s peak in the sky. For some reason, we were completely isolated. No one came near us. We know that because we heard nothing break the dead silence except for ourselves. That is, until noon. A tall, frightening man with huge feet slowly turned into the alley from the left. We started scooting backward, suddenly afraid. His image was menacing. “Stop,” he said in a very deep voice. “Do not be afraid of me.” He showed us an ID card that read Karl Hoffman: German Spy and flashed a picture placed that was under those words. I gulped and stood up. Nikolai’s eyes widened. “That’s a fake!!” He proclaimed. I have no idea how he figures these things out. “Oh sorry.” the man said. “Wrong one!” Then he chuckled. He pulled out a second ID card. “This one is not a fake, is it, Nikolai?” “N-no. It is not.” he stammered. We blanked on how this man knew Nikolai’s name. This ID card read: Aleksey Volkov: Proud Spy of Russia! and also presented a picture identical to the previous one at the bottom. Aleksey spoke again. “I am the one who put Nikolai to sleep. And in case you were wondering exactly why nobody came for you, it is because my team has set up a blockade.” Our mouths fell open as the truth came hurtling towards us.”And you should be capable of figuring out by now that I did leave the Morse code note.” I squinted. I could swear I had seen this man before, I just forget where. “Ah yes, I see you recognize me from Koingsburg.” Yeah, that was it! “Anyway, that is beside the point. My task right now is to get you out of here safely and discreetly. I have found a secret path that barely avoids the German Base. They assume no one else knows about it, so it is unguarded. If we leave at 8 pm, we should be fine, because it will be moderately dark, and the Germans have no need to use the path at that time.” That seemed as good of a plan as any, so we agreed. “Nikolai, we’re saved!!” I yelled as loud as possible. Boom. Then a scream. People were heading this way! We took our chances and ran 2 blocks down the road to the left. The 1 guy on the opposite side did not glance over to us. We turned into the first unlocked door we could find, then sprinted to the 5th floor. From there, we could still effortlessly make out the gunshots raging outside. But to our amazement, no one came in. I had no idea of what this building was used for anyway. Aleksey took us to the elevator, and directed us to jump in. He pressed a complex combination of buttons, and I only saw him touch floors 3, 5, and 6. His hands went much too fast for me. Nikolai would've been able to explain exactly what the man was doing, but there was no time now. The elevator took us all the way underground, into the passageway. We jogged down it passing 5 forks and always being told to turn left. It felt like a whole lifetime’s worth of running. But in what felt like minutes, I saw bright light that we realized was the sun’s. We were okay....for now. THE END

I want m1 thunder & m1 railgun. I'm all good on hulls, as I have an m1 light hull (wasp) a medium one, (viking) and the two heavy ones. However, I only have short-range weapons at m1 (firebird & isida) so I need a medium and long range turret. I also want a new paint, getting tired of Storm

The costs for smoky at a 70% discount are: m1: 3300 m2: 34,400 m3: 80,580

this is my contest entry, i hope I win a consolation prize at least!! :) here is the youtube link:(does not include tdm challenge) https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=PK0p2biAKWo&list=UUJQV3BFJjkdhOsYosYv4ifw TDM https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8WxQC9P33lQ&list=UUJQV3BFJjkdhOsYosYv4ifw one more Thing: if an isida or firebird drugger is after you, first use double armor, then repair kit, then nitro. if you choose to use mine instead of repair kit, they might not be damaged by it because it takes one second to become active. they could have zoomed right over it in that one second. So, as you can see, supplies are not for noobs any more. they are also for the skilled players. Supplies are necessary inn many aspects of the game.You need to constantly wisely use ALL the supplies to succeed. You can create a pattern of what supplies you use so you know when to press which button. Again, thanks!!