I am Legion, for we are many. Under this sun no shadows will fall, piercing our eyes as we charge, an armoured battalion on course to the east, closing the end of it's march.
Objective
This time we're here to finish a job. Started a decade ago. Driving the animals out of their holes. To bury them 6 feet below!
History
Took the short way in. The long route back convoy 92. Bury Gleaves and Ingham leading. Tankers to the west. And upon the north Atlantic. Lies the silence of the seas. On a quiet night in the darkest hour. The kriegsmarine appear.