Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-1734134-20190911202955/@comment-32600226-20191030230808

The treads were an easy fix, a simple matter of welding them back into shape, but where the armor was schorched away was another matter, he couldn't fix what was gone. Leaving that matter for later he moved to the gears, expertly dismantling the armor and panels in front of them. Gazing at the gear assemblies of the tanks, Tarkhan asessed the damage. Most of the damage seemed to have been caused by the treads being destroyed and was more a matter of putting the transmission back in place than anything else. However, there were parts that had been damaged quite badly and in one case missing.

Tarkhan thought, quietly humming a psalm to the Machine God in bianary as he did. He could repair the broken parts, but it would take too long to fabricate new parts, unless...

He turned to the tank crews, "You said you towed them here with tractors? Bring one here," he instructed before setting to work attaching the lascannons as sponson weapons onto the tanks.