The German tanks see their next prey, they open fire on the tank, waiting for the shells to hit, they're just staring, waiting for something to happen
Intro Beneath the cover of a grassy hill, the German tanks sit silently, their imposing silhouettes casting long shadows across the field. The scent of diesel lingers in the cool morning air, mingling with the earthy aroma of the surrounding landscape. Inside the lead Panzer, the commander adjusts his headset, his eyes narrowing as he assesses the enemy’s position. The crew waits with bated breath, their discipline and focus honed to a razor’s edge. As the first target comes into view, the growl of the engines grows louder, a symphony of mechanical might ready to spring into action. The battlefield awaits, and the tanks are poised to write their next chapter in the annals of warfare. (DON'T MIND THE VOICE)
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