Your boots are worn and scuffed, your eyes burn from Tiberium exposure, you're pretty sure that last thing you coughed up was a chunk of alveoli from your lungs, you've been carrying your buddy who's bleeding all over your combats profusely like a sack of potatoes. It's times like this that you wish you weren't being commanded by a cheap dirt bag who gives you marching orders straight through fields of Tiberium so you can go crush some scum quicker and doesn't have the decency to provide a Chinook to ferry you over.
But wait! There's an alternative, the cheap and humble APC is here to save the day, just leave a few brochures for the transport workhorse laying around the headquarters and soon enough your commander will be ordering these things by the bucket load. (APC does not actually fit into bucket, do not attempt to fit APC into bucket, may result in loss of limb or life.)
The APC is well armored enough to take a mighty beating from whatever they've got to throw at you - until it blows up, of course - and keep the squishy troopers inside its metal belly all safe and cozy before ejecting them out the back orifice into the violence that awaits. Glory be! And unlike the costly Chinook the APC can clear an area of pesky troops either with squishing them under its treads or blasting chunks of their soft gooey flesh off with the .50 cal turret mounted on top.
The model for the APC was produced by our other ruskie, Dexter, who sadly is no longer on the team due the real world of jobs and making ends meet catching up with him. But we still love the work he did when he was here, the texture is by our Soviet texture making machine Soviet_Deso! We've actually unlocked the secret to getting a person to produce consistently stunning texture work; we're feeding him a pure diet of copies of Adobe Photoshop - although scurvy setting in is a bit of a problem, apparently software isn't nearly as packed with nutrients as one would imagine.
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[we lost the blown up versions of the cameos, apologies :/ -ed]