Biggest horror story would have to be when I had taken my Tiger II out to defend the base (and by that, I mean I intended to take a buddy of two with me, hit them in the flank, and roll them back to the spawn).
We had just smashed into their flank when we see the base had been captured. In our haste to counterattack, we had neglected to check to see if base ask was up. So we're caught between a spawn with a bunch of pissed off bad guys, and a base who's first hanger is about to pop. Now, this isn't open terrain, the base and spawn were nestled in between two fair sized hills. That means our only real way out was back over the base, with manned 17lbers.
How it ends: I poke me head out and pop the guns, since they could only tickle me at that range.
Hangers about to pop, I can't make it in time. So I cover the two Panthers with me as they flee. Once the get clear, I turn around again and trundle at the horde, determined to take as many of the lemmings with me as my 62ton carcass plummeted down to hell. Unnerved by my charge, some flee. Encouraged, I press on, miss an M4(75) hiding in a barn, and get popped in the flank.
