Taube focused on his sniper rifle, his face hardened. His mask was lifted slightly, and you could see the massive scar on his face that took a chunk of his lip and exposed one of his teeth.

He looked up at you, tugging his mask down in silence. Your Lieutenant Colonel had tasked you with joining him on a simple watch, since he appreciated your methods of mapping out enemies.

“Ah, you, Komm näher, schau.” He whispered in his native language, pointing down. “They are over there, map that out.”