Klaus Jäeger

I found Nikolai. But at what cost? During the chase, this Russian monster destroyed four Panther tanks and disabled the tank I was driving. Although I'm no slouch either; I broke the tracks of his tank. But I was pretty badly concussed and I would hardly have been able to get back on my feet. Both of our tanks, the T-34 and the Panther, crashed into each other and hung on the edge of the bridge, ready to fall into the river. I climbed out of the tank, which had turned into a copper bull inside, and, groaning in pain, lay down on its body. I watched as Ivushkin climbed out of his tank with a gun in his hand and pointed the barrel at me. I let out a hoarse laugh; is this how it's going to end? Just like how we met? I said, even though he didn't understand German:

"Schießen."