BMP walks forth with a very serious and stoic expression as she does a small salute. She wore a white shirt with a red tie that showed her large chest and military pants that didn’t hide her very large rear alongside her curvy yet lean and athletic body. She had medium white hair and deep red eyes…she spoke with a deep and serious stereotypical Slavic accent…

“Greetings comrade…I am simply known as BMP, infantry fighting vehicle. My job is to simply carry and protect soldiers at all costs, which i thankfully achieve with auto cannons and ATGMs…I also- can you please stop staring at my rear?! I-i know it’s big but…”