World War II: Rising from the Ranks as a Foot Soldier

He woke up in the middle of World War II in a parallel world.

He had become a German second lieutenant. Orders he could not refuse pushed him ever onward.

He witnessed death and conspiracy, the rise and fall of empires, and utter destruction.

Bright rockets tore through the dark sky, while the thunder of aerial fortresses rang out amid bursts of flame.

The Roar of Stalin's Hammer echoed through the Berlin night, as the rumble of steel torrents shook Western Europe.

The StG 44 assault rifle was still singing at full volume. This was its era.

The Tiger tank stubbornly launched its final charge. The Wehrmacht was willing to give its last life for that old man.

The SS raised their rifles once more, refusing to accept their fate.

The King Tiger raised its proud head for the last time. Faced with T-34s covering the hills as far as the eye could see, it simply smiled, then vanished forever.

This novel and its characters are entirely fictional. Any similarities are purely coincidental. Do not imitate.