With a thunderous crash another shell smashes into the wall above you, showering your trench with rubble. Looking around, your entire position resembles a cauldron of fire – every roof ablaze, black smoke billowing into the night sky. As the echo of the blast dies away the crack of rifle fire breaks out, and an ominous clanking and rumbling…
Suddenly, out of the flames roars a Tiger tank!
Leaping from your trench you run forwards. ‘Bazooka! Bazooka, now!’ Even as the din swallows your shouting, you see a trooper levelling his Bazooka at the great beast’s tracks. It may not be enough. You are in command. Take control.
What are your orders?
Inside You will Find: