Young SS Officer-Obersturmführer Josef Krause was smoking his cigarette, chatting with his comrades in arms. They were laughing loudly and resting after a long road to the eastern front. The weather greeted them with frost, but the recently drunk rum warmed their hearts. SS-Obersturmführer suddenly stopped laughing when he noticed a train of German tigers approaching. His face became serious when he noticed the female figure of the young group commander getting out of the tank.