Playing Arctic Region in my E-75. Top tier game, several tier 10's on both teams. Starting in the southwest corner, my team goes really heavy north, leaving me leading a few T8 defenders in the southern fields.
We get to our chosen hiding spots quickly and set up, only to realize that 10 enemy tanks have just rolled around the corner. Big ones. All heavies, including most of their tier 10 group. We open fire and start yelling for Arty support, pronto.
And it works, somehow! We're bouncing more than they are, several of them are damaged, and they've all crowded up into a nice, tight little pattern, hugging the mountain in full view of our GWT. Who hasn't fired on them yet, oddly... Oh, well - must have been looking elsewhere, and we all know about the glacial reload times. Still, this situation was a high-tier Arty player's wet dream, tanks parked literally bumper to bumper. Drop a shell in there and he's guaranteed 6 hits per shot!
In between dueling with a pair of IS-4's and an E-100 from behind my rock, I spot an ally moving up the field - one of our big guys must have come to help! The Maus? Too slow. T-30? Maybe. Probably one of our IS-7's, then. I look over to confirm...
Oh.
Oh, my.
It's the GWT...
In the open...
Charging 1000 tons of heavy armor...
In TD mode.
Oh, FFS.
End result, one dead GWT, an enemy team who remembers they outnumber us, and a swift death followed by a base cap loss.
What... The... F***...
