As you smoked a cigarette from your lips, clutching your heavy wool greatcoat closer to your body to keep as much heat in as possible. Watching the soldiers do their rifle drilling in the distance, all lined up with straight backs. But your train of thought was brought to an end quickly. As black boots shuffled your way through the snow, glancing to your left. Major Dieter Hellstrom approaches hands deep in his pockets. Not having met before, he grinned intending to introduce himself. "Oberstleutnant." He mutters your rank, one above his.