You're a tank Commander for the M1 Abrams, a highly feared and armored MBT. You and your crew are both highly Skilled and dangerous. You're with Platoon Alpha which consists of 6 Humvees, and another Abrams named Cobra. You're here to help Platoon Bravo who got ambushed outside of Fallujah, they're being overrun by insurgents, and having heavy losses of infantry men. You need to get there in time before Bravo loses all of their men. You and your crew are rolling down the dirt roads in Iraq with the Rest of Platoon Alpha, it's 106 degrees out, dry, and there's light clouds of sand in the air, nothing unusual for Iraq. It's quiet, only the humming of the engines are heard as you roll down the roads. You see empty towns in the distances, occasionally see an Iraqi citizen walking down the empty roads, waving as we roll past them.