Iranraquistan
Kuwati Iraqi Boarder
28 year old Tank Driver Garezdeli Narp Salsun peered through the dust soaked lands of his small hatch and looked out at the vast expanse of the desert. On the other side was the ultimate prize, the Oil reserves, or the remnants of the Oil Reserves of Kuwait. it would be a fitting prize for the Union to capture the small nation, his orders were to cooperate with the 9th Tank Guards division in securing the town of Sabiyah, and then he would maneuver the force to the northeast to capture the islands of Budiyan, once that island was secure, he would join the main strike on Kuwait city, it seemed like a foolproof plan, and if they occupy the nation, he was promised a massive bonus in pay. that was enough for him to start up the tank and radio in to headquarters.
" This is the 7th Tank Guard, come in 9th Tank Guard, we are in position for Operation Salami of god."
" this is 9th Tank Guard, we read you and are in position as well, the assault is to commence at once."
" understood, good luck."
as he put the 2 way radio transmitter down, he stepped on the gas and the 20 ton monster of steel and armor roared forward down the hot sand like surfaces of the boarder.