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// When one of us fall 
// Story: Bis zu meinem letzten Atemzug (Till my dying breath) 
// by Ernest Wood 
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"I don't doubt the superiority of the Tiger tank. I doubt how well the crew can perform under pressure."
-Hauptman Anton


Stabsgefreiter Hanz


1 minute after Anton's 'death'


"Their all around us. What do we do!" Laurenz said firing at the few American troops in the front of the tank.

"We fight! Klaus are we loaded?" I asked formulating a plan.

"Ja!" Klaus said nodding to me. I lept down back into my gunners chair and turned the Tiger around. Once the Americans were in my sight I fired the main cannon taking many out many of them. "Confirmed hit I got them." I said taking a breath.

"Are you sure?" Karl asked moving away from his drivers chair.

"One way to find out I said withdrawing my Luger."

"Nein! That's how- how Anton died." Laurenz said pulling out a Nazi flag and covering Anton.

"He died protecting us Laurenz, now I may do the same." I said moving towards the commanders hatch. Opening it I looked out at my surroundings, destroyed building's lay adjacent to our tanks positioning, bodies dot the area around our tank, and many Sherman's lay destroyed in the rubble. Suddenly I hear something move, it was an American survivor trying to do something with a cylinder shaped tube. I fire one round into his head killing him quickly. Red smoke begins coming out of the cylinder in his hand and then it hits me. Its a damn artillery marker.

"Karl! Get us out of here now!" I yell ducking down into the tank. A rough metal sound is heard throughout the tank.

"I can't were stuck, they must have blown off our tracks!" Karl says getting out of the driver seat, While Laurenz began trying to transport Antons body.

"Everyone disembark!" I yell opening the hatch of the tank and climbing out. In the air I hear a faint whistling noise. Then silence and a bright purple light.