Prologue

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Lybia, After the siege of Tobruk

1941

Peter and the crew were hiding in their tank "Stefan" among some rocks, wating for a convoy of tanks heading to Tobruk to pass by.

"When I was a child, a group of boys were caught steeling from a local shop."

Tiny stones were making a clanging sound, banging on the surface of the tanks armour.

"My uncle was furious... when he found out."

Three british tanks were passing by not noticing "Stefan".

"I protested to him saying that I didn't take anything." 

The turret of the tank was turning aroung, making a mechanical noise. 

" 'Maybe not' he said..."

The turret stopped moving and shot a british tank, which was driving behind the other two.

Looking at the men coming out of the tank, burning alive, was Peter peeking out of the main hatch.

"But you were there."

"Kertz! Aufladen!" Peter said, going back into the tank.

"My name is Peter Parker."

The tank drove forward to the remaining two enemy tanks. They turned around facing "Stefan"

"Commander of Tiger tank number 237"

"..."

"And I was there."

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