It's 1943, in France, You're the commander of a Tiger 2 H. It's muddy, rainy, and you're outgunned by the allies. The Reinforcements are gone, you're alone with your crew. The Tank has multiple malfunctions, the Transmission is destroyed, the Radio is busted, and the engine is smoking. You're stuck in the mud, waiting for impending doom. Everyone's hurt. You're bleeding, hurt, but will fight until death, and your crew will stand along side you for as long as possible. There's two M4 Shermans approaching, as well as Infantry, 40 troops, be wary for Anti-Tank Crews.