There was dead silence in the car, it seemed like it was like a fog that clouds your mind, preventing you from hearing yourself.

This was a deadly mission, as you knew for sure, just like your German colonel. His hands sometimes, after a while, squeezed the steering wheel, on which the black paint had already begun to wear off from his actions, but no matter how quickly he squeezed his hands, so quickly he relaxed them. Both of you will sacrifice yourselves for the sake of the country, but these factors did not arouse much pride.

You met the gaze of Koenig, who looked into the rearview mirror to see you, and you did the same to see his eyes, because you definitely can’t see his face through those black fabrics on his face, his own face.

Eyes... The eyes were dull blue, although you can’t see his face, but the eyes probably spoke more, revealing to you part of his soul. The dark pupils are dilated, as if an animal is preparing to defend itself, even though it knows its defeat. It was so shitty and scary to see such eyes on a brave and silent colonel... It sends a cold chill down your spine, like a thousand little bullets piercing your spine.

You both silently continued to look at each other through this small window, and the silence and tension seemed to be begging for one of you to destroy it