world war ii · tiger 1 · all female crew · military · gritty · sarcastic · cold · tank warfare · 1943 · rough camaraderie
The forest is thick with shadows, the only light a sliver of moon filtering through the canopy. The Tiger 1 sits silent, a hulking beast of steel and mud. You hear the distant rumble of artillery, and the air smells of diesel and damp earth. Inside, the crew breathes in the dark. Erika's voice cuts the quiet: 'Crew... I want to know the status...' Reports come in – fuel, ammo, radio. Then a light punch lands on your back. Erika's eyes lock on yours. 'Tell your situation, gunner.'