"You....." growled Acid, in a menacing sort of fashion, "you shot where part of my ear would be if something hadn't happened to it!"
"I have no time for your ear!" cried ANTI-TUBBS, now referred to as that as he's lost his ANTE-TUBBES demeanor. "I'm hunting Tubbs!"
"Tubbs?" asked Acid, quizzically. "Is he the guy hiding behind that conviniently placed tree over there?"
"OPEN FIRE!" screamed ANTI-TUBBS, and the machine guns of Machine Gun Equipped Stealth Tanks #s 1 and 2 shot at the tree until it was a smoldering stump, much to its chagrin. Tubbs, naturally, wasn't behind it anymore, having ran away before the shots reached his previous hiding spot.
"That wasn't very nice of you." said Derald, who was still standing around. "You could have hurt someone."
The tank drivers needed no orders this time, but merely opened fire on the source of the reprimand, who quickly joined Tubbs behind a different conviniently placed tree, quickly followed by Acid, who the tank drivers saw as the only remaining visible target.
Behind the tree, which was much thicker then it appeared at first, a hurried council was taking place.
"So Tubbs," said Acid, "why are those tanks hunting you?"
"Oh, they're led by my negative self, who hates me and seeks to destroy me and that sort of thing." said Tubbs, who had calmed down considerably and could talk in lowercase.
"That must be a real pain." said Derald, looking around on the ground. "So, is there anything we can use to protect ourselves?"
Unfortunately, the three of them were completely without weapons, and scampered behind another tree as the previous one exploded from repeated fire.
"Well, I don't know about you two," said Tubbs, the wild look returning to his eyes, "BUT I'VE GOT A SUPER WEAPON TO FIND!" And with that, he ran off at high speeds.

ANTI-TUBBS was annoyed. He had blown up two trees now, and Tubbs was uninjured. In fact, he had just sprinted off in another direction, though the other two seemed to remain there..
"Tanks 4 and 6, take care of those two, who seem to have been assisting Tubbs. The rest of you, continue on the original mission - get Tubbs."
Two Machine Gun Equipped Stealth Tanks detached themselves from the group and started moving towards the tree Acid and Derald were hiding behind, shooting bullets randomly around to make sure they didn't run off. The rest went into high speed and chased after Tubbs, shooting off bullets now and then to liven up the chase. Tubbs might be a speedy rabbit driven by insanity and the wish to get a super weapon, but ANTI-TUBBS had fast moving tanks, and he was spurred by a wish to rid himself of the person who had plauged him for his entire life, except for a few recent months. So it was no surprise to ANTI-TUBBS when Tubbs soon came into sight, panting a bit but still running.
"Shoot as soon as he's in range." ANTI-TUBBS barked, and the tank drivers nodded their heads in unison, intent on their quarry.

BBoy groggily extricated himself from the ditch, noting as he did so he was still invisible.
"I'm still invisible." he noted.
Then he looked around. Two large but hard to see tanks were driving around, blowing up trees and generally failing to hit a couple of forms who were sprinting back and forth, conversing between themselves as they went.
Now, BBoy might be frequently drunk, and be unpleased by his condition when he wasn't, but he had enough standard edition brains inside him to realise that one of those machine gun equipped stealth tanks would be a great superweapon. He had once seen them listed in a superweapon catalog, in fact.
Still, he wasn't taking chances. He made his way back inside the 'Tavern, found BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ, and checked that Machine Gun Equipped Stealh Tanks were not on the list of banned superweapons. Satisfied, he made his way outside, put a handful of mud on top of his head so he would be partially visible, and started puzzling out ways to get ahold of one of those things. The obvious way would be to climb inside, but they were moving around so much trying to hit the two targets, that might be difficult. If he had a superweapon, he might be able to use it to remove the current drivers of the tanks, but the tanks were going to be his superweapon, so that wouldn't work.
Unless he could get them to shoot at each other?
That was a possibility. But how?
BBoy began to carefully study the actions of the two tanks. Apparently, they were shooting normal machine gun bullets, from the normal machine guns mounted on top of them. Machine gun bullets would not harm one of those tanks, or if it did, it would take a while, but it could easily break through ones windshield..

The driver of Happy Puppy Pickle Inc.'s Machine Gun Equipped Stealth Tank #6 was not a paticularly clever person. He had been chosen for the job because he had a natural vocation for blowing up targets, or whatever he was instructed to, but that was about all he had any sort of vocation for.
In fact, he had had trouble with that, too. While training, his instructors had had to submit him to sublimal teaching before he could realise that targets with red and white circles on them were the most important thing to shoot at, and always right in the middle. If he was training with targets and some inspector walked up, he was to shoot all the targets Before the inspector. It didn't help that the inspector was usually gone by then, but he had learned that targets took precedence.
And thus, when he saw a red and white circle target somehow appear on the windshield of Tank #4, he knew what he was supposed to do. He opened fire on it.
The guy inside #6 never even had a chance.

Acid and Derald watched with horrified fascination one of the two tanks trying to kill them suddenly shot the other tank until the driver obviously got hit, as the tank stopped being able to steer and drove straight foward at the speed it had been previously.
"Hide!" cried Derald, and they both complied, getting to safety before Machine Gun Equipped Stealth Tank #6 drove through where they had been, smashing through obstacles until it smashed into the large hill Frankenquist's Monster had carried Slayer and Vampyra Smurferama up some time ago, at which point it stopped driving and just sat there.
"Hey.." said Acid, suddenly, a look of concern coming over his face, "you know what we should do?"
"Often."
"We should lead it away from the War Tavern. After all, if it gets destroyed *again*, the super weapon contest might be null and void, and BæÅüMÃ(-)Ñ would get to sneakily keep all the entrance fees."
Derald gulped. "You're right!"
So the two of them darted off in a direction that took them away from the War Tavern, making sure Machine Gun Equipped Stealth Tank #4 saw them and was able to follow, leaving BBoy to take control of the now windshieldless #6 tank, highly pleased with himself.