John was riding in his tank throught the snow when a call for help came over the radio. He listened to the coordinates and checked his forces location and decided that they would help. He grabbed the radion and spoke into it "Friendly forces, this is Major John Jackson of Third  Armored Corps. We are on our way, please hold out, we shall be there shortly." He hoped he could get there before everyone died. He activated his division comm "Boys we have some friendlies that need our support. we need to get there now so try and keep up." John leaned over to the tank driver and tapped him on the shoulder and the driver nodded. The driver opened the throttle all the way and the abrams leap forward. The rest of the tanks opened their throttles as well and followed their commander.