Wersja 1.16: Sezon 7. Przepustki bitewnej

Tak prezentuje się wstępna zawartość siódmego sezonu Przepustki bitewnej.

Sezon 7. Przepustki bitewnej:

Pamiątkowy medal “Kings of the Concrete Jungle”

Dowódcy:

Benjamin Willard
— I simply don’t care\”—this is exactly how you feel when talking to this light-minded and a bit egocentric (albeit undoubtedly talented) serviceman. Irony and sarcasm are his main companions, and everybody in his unit at this point knows that he is only in the army because he lost a bet to his friends back home. However, he always sees boundaries that should not be crossed, and he always acts composed and professional when needed.

Marie Fredriksson
— Thanks to a rich library in her parents’ home, one can say that, since early childhood, she traveled to all sorts of worlds created by literary classics—from Homer to Robert Howard. In the evenings, if there is opportunity, she likes to go over the events of the day in her head, trying to construct elegant and eloquent sentences. She believes it helps keep the mind sharp during service.

Siefried Hammel
— Graduate of the Military Armored Forces Academy who unexpectedly discovered in himself an artistic talent that he is successfully developing in rare moments of respite from the service. In his satchel is a whole bunch of pencils, friendly caricatures of his comrades, landscapes, and still moments of frontline life.

Dodatkowy członek załogi:

Aleksey Sokolovskiy
— An experienced serviceman and former cavalry. A true professional you can set your watch by—German punctuality and discipline can be seen in his every action. He knows his strengths well, does not look for trouble or take risks, and protests any deviation from the plan. Well educated, he can hold his own in almost any conversation. Afraid of spiders.

Progresywne style 3D:

Styl 3D “Reiter” dla czołgu 🇩🇪 Leopard 1

— Finally! For two weeks, they kept us locked in the barracks. Now here comes some clarity of action! The unit has nothing to do. We are simply sitting here watching the silent war between radio operators and decoders. I believe radio transmissions with our orders were constantly intercepted, then headquarters transmitted false information, but it was missed and our guys thought it was genuine. Then we received cancellation. Or was it intercepted as well? Ugh, such a fuss… I would rather watch paint dry. Anyway, we are already on the move, and something tells me that sending heavy tanks to an urban environment is… not exactly what we expected? I hope nobody realizes I’m not sure which headquarters sent this order. I am quite used to fighting on city streets. But there’s a catch: Last time, I was a cavalryman.

Richard eins neun sieben neun—end transmission.

Styl 3D “Freight Train” dla czołgu 🇺🇸 T110E4

— Sure thing. Let me go first. Let me check how many anti-tank grenade launchers they have. Let me check if there are MORE mined under crumbled bricks and rubble. I don’t need any reconnaissance. I don’t need infantry support. I am a self-supported combat unit. ‘We need your coordinates,’ they tell me. They say they lost my visual. I have no idea where I am anymore. Ruins, smoke, concrete dust, more ruins—are those coordinates good enough for you? You gave me a searchlight that broke down after the first contact. Who would’ve thought that could happen?! Next time, you can have me transport stained glass windows and mirrors through this mess of destroyed buildings. If there even will be a next time.

The voltmeter is going haywire again. Getting stuck here with burned-out wiring will be just perfect…

Styl 3D “Trettonde” dla czołgu 🇸🇪 Kranvagn

Lo, there do I see my father.
Lo, there do I see my mother and my sisters and my brothers.
Lo, there do I see the line of my people back to the beginning.
Lo, they do call to me.
They bid me take my place among them
In the halls of Valhalla
Where the brave may live forever.

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